Even though Vicki was nervous, we knew we would enjoy her exposing herself to a stranger however brief it may be. The pizza delivery was a little late and Vicki got more anxious with each second that passed. She got a look of panic on her face when the doorbell rang. I became a little nervous myself and took my place in the other room and pulled out my phone so I could record the delivery.

When I was safely in my hiding place, Vicki took a deep breath, waved her hand across her flush face to cool off from the alcohol and nervousness, and turned the door knob. She...