The Key

*How can a pair of stockings, a PVC corset and a set of high heels make me change so drastically?*

On a mad whim, I purchased a pair of fishnet stockings from my local newsagents. After putting them on and instantly changing from Plain Jane Smith into someone totally different, I ordered one hundred pairs online. And a PVC corset. And a set of mile-high heels.

Chantal Rossi was born. French, confident, sexy and wanton—this side of me was nothing like the woman I’d been before those sassy clothes had touched my body. I wanted sex, but the problem was, I didn’t know where to go and get it. Nightclubs and pubs didn’t appeal. Neither did an online dating agency. But trawling the newspaper and seeing the wanted ads was a whole other story…

After arranging to meet with a stranger, I slid on my saucy clothes and prepared myself for the journey of my life—to become the key that fitted into his lock. Or, more to the point, to make sure his key fitted into my lock…