Maybe. In my experience it’s best served up in a public place with a large glass of Pinot Gris. § I prepared thoroughly. A pamper session with Stephanie at Moore’s. Leg wax, Brazilian, eyebrows; a long, soothing facial; a full-body seaweed wrap and body polish. Between treatments I texted him the details. I’m going to be so smooth! He replied instantly: Can’t wait § I want you. Now. I bet he did. I’m still at the spa. Stef’s just about to rub my naked body in aromatic oils. § My new favorite Aubade lingerie in a deep black and charcoal patterned tulle and lace, with black lace hold-ups. Jeweled, black velvet Kurt Geiger stilettos that I knew he loved. If he had his way, the evening would end up with me stripped down to that lingerie and the Kurts. It had been such a revelation to me, such a turn-on, to have a man like Simon Darby look at me in that way, react to my body in the way that he did.
