Entering Sophie's large flat, Christie was captivated at first by the subtle seductive aesthetic Sophie employed in her décor and accents. The air smelled faintly of musky incense and roses. Every item, from the tall vase of peacock feathers to the black fedora casually left on the dark oak dining room table, exuded sultry femininity. Scarves were draped over a coat tree and there were unlit candles everywhere. The place was still and inviting as they all walked in and started toward the sofa.

Sophie slid out of her gauzy jacket and swathed it over the sofa, continuing to strip down until she was just in her skirt and corset,...