Just before ordering my ride, I pulled on a pair of black silk slippers. They were extremely comfortable. I spritzed my neck with a single pump of my favorite sweet perfume and then moved on to the final two elements of my ensemble, which I didn't put on until a few minutes before my driver arrived. I took out the black leather choker I had worn to the underground club. Clasping it snugly around my neck, I picked up the very last piece of my arsenal. A long sleeve, black leather jacket. I left the zipper undone, exposing everything underneath. Smiling in total satisfaction at my reflection near the front door, I said goodnight to my dad as I grabbed my purse and stepped outside. I had something stuffed inside it that I hoped I would need later.
Oddly, I felt a little nauseous on the way t
