Chapter Two
The First Strip
All right, she’d been more than daring – she’d been reckless. Going home with a character calling himself Lorien le Touzel, minutes after first meeting him, to a flat where he’d prepared intricate equipment for whatever girl he picked up, that might easily have gone very wrong for her indeed. But she’d got away with it.
Isabel had always been a girl of wild urges. She’d been quite a handful as she grew up, and there was a period when life had been a continual series of disgraces and detentions. Even when she got a bit older she’d been something of a loose cannon. When she’d told Lorien that she’d only stripped twice at parties, that was true as far as it went, but it ignored two other occasions when she’d displayed herself before an audience. As a sixth forme
