Back at the hotel, we found the suit Oscar had sent over for Gabe. We showered together and got ready for the evening. I decided to wear my hair up in a French knot with a few loose strands flirting down my shoulders, to enhance the daring lines of the sin I was about to slip into. I wore only eyeliner and mascara on my eyes, leaving my lips bare. A natural blush lingered on my cheeks; it would deepen with the excitement of the evening. I daubed a little amber oil by my earlobes and ...