Pacing the bedroom floor, I was so nervous I couldn’t stand still. Following my husband’s directions, I wore a short pink silk nightgown that floated around me as I nervously paced back and forth. I tried to calm down and breathe normally, to no avail. This whole idea seemed bizarre. I wasn’t sure if I could go through with it. I stopped in my tracks when I heard the front door open. Then I stepped back until the backs of...