As she had been told to do, Kat let herself into Paul’s house with her key. Knowing he was not there yet, she let herself in by the front door, then stripped and hung up her dress in his closet. To amuse herself while she awaited his arrival, she decided to study the photos in the “Bettie Page room.” As she looked carefully at each of the dozens of pictures, she understood what her Master and Meg both saw in them, though she still thought it a very strange decorating choice. Page was unquestionably a remarkably beautiful woman with a bodacious body. Very few of the pictures gave any hint of the b**m imagery for which she was best known. Some of them were indoors. Others were taken outside. Sometimes she was with another woman. Most often she was alone. In a couple she was with a pair of le
