Going Commando

In stark contrast to my jittery state, Kieran was not worried at all. He insisted on holding my hand wherever we went. We ended up spending two and a half hours in an IMAX theatre, watching a feel-good computer-animated comedy-adventure movie about cars. The two of us seemed so out of place among the herd of giggling kids and glassy-eyed parents. Afterwards, we were on our way to the carpark when Kieran stopped short. ‘What’s wrong?’ I followed his line of sight and saw an adult store—Lydia’s Bedroom. Kieran was staring at a mannequin in the shop window. The bodacious babe was wearing a black Agent Provocateur Mercy satin corset and a black suspender belt and matching tights. Kieran dragged me into the store and bought the entire set off the mannequin. It marked the beginning of his decade-long obsession with lingerie. His collection, which took an entire full-size walk-in wardrobe to house, ranged from the seductive to the sexy to the downright slutty. And I was his only model. We wen