When Lover No.14 joked that I should arrive at his plush hotel dressed in “as little as possible” I took that as I challenge that I couldn’t possibly refuse. The hotel was in central London, a 30 minute Taxi journey from home. I don’t know who was more excited, Hubby or I, as we sat in the Black Cab, knowing I was completely naked beneath my coat as we travelled through the West End traffic. As I’m sure you can imagine, there was lots more excitement to follow after we joined No.14 in his room with champagne on ice for the evening ahead. And you will see why I’ve called this video “Modest Exposure” as the movie unfolds.
