I turn the handle and push the door ajar, but I don’t go any farther. He wasn’t specific about just where I should undress, but as he made it clear that my clothes should be left outside I assume he means me to enter the room naked. I want to please him so I take a few moments to unbutton my blouse and loosen the waistband of my skirt. I slide both from my body, before folding the garments tidily and leaving them on the thickly carpeted floor of the hallway. That just leaves my bra and briefs, a pretty matching set in black and green lace, and they are soon laid neatly on top of my blouse and skirt. I place my low-heeled leather sandals carefully alongside, and I’m ready to enter the dungeon. Nick hasn’t mentioned it yet, perhaps he won’t, but I’m privately relieved that I decided to take the issue of my inconveniently timed period into my own hands. It was a simple enough matter of just carrying on with my pills, straight from one pack to the next with no break. Just one time won’t cause any problems.
