The date begins

Almost a week passes before you are called again and the details are confirmed. You are to pick Miranda up at a nearby airport, and take her back to your place. After that you can take her anywhere you want. The message on the letter keeps replaying in your head, "Anything goes." You can barely contain your excitement as you drive to the airport. You're pretty sure you almost caused about three car accidents, but sure enough, you arrive at the airport no worse for wear.

You are standing by the gate with a sign that reads, "Sarah Foster," Miranda's pseudonym to avoid any paparazzi catching on to her location. As the passengers start streaming out of the gate, you notice a figure bundled in dark clothing walking towards you.

"Mr. Doe?" the woman says in a sexy Australian twang as she approaches you. You instantly recognize the voice as Miranda's.

"Y...ye...yes, I am," you barely stammer out. Miranda just giggles at your embarrassment and tells you to lead her to your car. After you both get into your house, Miranda takes off all of her baggy disguise. Underneath, she is wearing a stunning low cut, blue dress. The garment shows off a generous amount of cleavage, which you can't help but stare at. Her body is amazing. You can't believe she's had a child.

Miranda notices your stare and gives you the sexiest smile you have ever seen.

"So, what should we do first?"