The envelope took me to a parking lot of a local PR firm. It was an old, upscale place that was stodgy and absolutely reeked of money. I was there to meet Annalisa Sherrill, who was a socialite & local philanthropist. The info in the card told me that our session was to take place at her workplace & her home, and she wanted something that was…”unique,” But I was up for it. I texted the number, saying simply “here” and after a moment she responded “stairwell”. As I approached, she let me in.
It was nearly 6pm, but Ms. Sherrill held her finger to lips and mouthed “shhh…” then led me up the steps two floors, a quick peek, then she moved me to her office, where I waited. 15 minutes later Anna came back. She walked up and down the hall checking to make sure we were alone and then to my delight she entered the office, and knelt.
“Did you bring the bag?” I asked (as per her wants) and she placed it in front of me. Taking it, I walked over, lowered the office shades and said “Good girl, you may now strip for me.”