An unespected message.

I went through all my pockets, and I mentally went all the way from home to work. I couldn't remember where I could have lost my key, which left me with a chastity belt and very little chance of solving it. My head was spinning and I felt the anxiety eating away at my insides. Soon I felt two arms around me from behind and I jumped.

"Damn, you scared the shit out of yourself," said Lota in my ear. "Looks like you got another fan, someone left this at the bar," she said, holding out a folded paper napkin to me. On the outside it just said:

For Jon ♥

Shaking, I unfolded the napkin. Inside, written in a very careful, definitely feminine letter, it showed:_

I have the key to your desires, wait for news from me.

[email protected]

Password: Castitasetpatientia

"What does it say? Who's the lucky one?" the chief asked interestedly.

"I don't know" I admitted, "I guess she wants to play the mysterious."

I was fucked up, someone had the key to the belt and I looked at myself with little chance of getting out of this mess until I knew who was trying to play with me. I looked inside the bar looking at all the women:

A Gothic girl in her twenties (definitely foreign) was surfing the Internet with her laptop. An older woman who could be my mother drank coffee while I was consulting her phone. And a trio of girls exchanged laughter at a table. And my boss was looking at me smiling. Either one of them could have played me, or even one that had already left the bar.

"Are you sure you don't know who left?" I asked with a trembling voice

"No, I'm sorry. Are you all right? Are you all right? You look like you've seen a ghost."

Maybe not a ghost, but the nightmare had just begun.