In the before times we stayed in a hotel where the top floor was only accessible by a set of stairs. I dared Kate to go out in just these fishnets and get off, knowing if someone came along, she'd have almost no place to go. The thrill of potentially getting caught made for a pretty extreme O. No one came along while she was out there, but a few minutes later a large group of drunk folks came up the stairs... somehow I think we might have missed out on an adventure.