Before she rushed out, I had her change into a more casual outfit and stand in the window one last time. Though this was the most average set of clothes she had worn all morning, I thought it was the sexiest. The simplest t-shirt and shorts can convey more sexuality and attitude than all the fanciest, most expensive lingerie in the world.
And then we were done. She threw on her normal clothes and rushed off to work, while I put the room back together and went off to hunt for my parents, who were lost somewhere in Central Park.