You swiped right, got a match, and now you’re meeting her in the park. She’s walking toward you, her light summer dress swaying in the breeze. But she has a secret—there’s nothing underneath. Was it for you, for the excitement of the risk, or simply her way of life?
You’re expecting a worker to come fix the furniture in your house. He shows up ahead of schedule, catching you off guard, dressed in nothing but a whisper of silk. When the door swings open, you’re greeted by an attractive man with a toolbox. Suddenly, your list of tasks for him grows longer.