Something sexy.

A promise is a promise, and you shouldn't have made one that you never intended to keep. That was wrong, and you feel bad about it, doubly so now that Rick has agreed to give you something in return. He didn't have had to do that, and by agreeing to let him, you have essentially broken your promise. You were already going to do that anyway, though. What he's doing now is giving you a second chance to do right by him. He's even helping you, because his promise will hold you accountable. A promise is a promise, but two mutually dependent promises make a deal. You and Rick have a deal now. You can't unbreak your original promise, but you can fulfill your end of the deal, and you will, because you want Rick to do the same. He already deserves another picture because you promised it. If he intends to follow through on his own promise, then he'll deserve something more, and that's what you're going to give him. You're going to send him a picture that puts the last one to shame. This one is going to blow his fucking mind, and you know just what you'll be wearing in it.

As soon as your daughter wakes up from her nap, and both kids seem content to sit in front of the TV for a while, you sneak away to your room. The article of clothing that you have in mind is buried somewhere in the top drawer of your dresser, but it's not going to be easy to find because there isn't much to it, so it's easy to hide. You hid it, before you ever found reason to wear it, and it has stayed hidden for years because Josh has simply never seemed interested in spicing things up in the bedroom. You can't even remember if you bought it for him or someone else. Probably the latter, which is why you hid it in the first place. After a good five minutes of digging, you finally find it. Not knowing exactly how much time you'll have, you strip naked and slide it on.

The woman at the sex shop called it an "open crotch microthong," but it's really just an assemblage of strings no thicker than a shoelace. The one connected to the waistband in back fits snuggly into the crack of your ass, and splits in two at the taint to frame your vagina. Most of what are referred to as "crotchless panties" just have a slit, and so aren't really crotchless at all, but this pair is, in the truest sense of the word. They leave absolutely nothing to the imagination.

Your nightstand can provide the perfect height at which to place your phone, so you bring it around to the foot of the bed and set it down at the appropriate distance. After setting the timer on your phone's camera, you step back and sit on the edge of the mattress.

While sucking your stomach in, you cross your arms over your midsection so that they're propping up your breasts, then slide your feet apart until your legs are spread as wide as is possible. You hold this pose, making bedroom eyes at the screen, and wait for the click.

The picture turns out better than you ever could have imagined. You can't believe that you're really that hot. You look like somebody else. A porn star, perhaps, or a high-priced call girl. Someone capable of giving you the night of your life, no matter who you are or who you've been with. Rick's going to love it.

You send it to him with a text, which reads "for the rest of your lonely nights." He responds immediately.

"Oh, God. I want to put my face there!"

This causes you to chuckle. "Hey, now," you reply. "No more of that. Remember?"

"Oops! It will never happen again. Scout's honor!"

You place your phone back on top of your dresser, then move your nightstand back to where it belongs. Seconds later, your bedroom door swings open.