She left you once — never committed, just moved away. Now she's back in town, and she's invited you to her guest house with a kind of urgency you can't quite read. Upper-class, sensual, and usually the one in control, Stacy is an old flame with a new angle, and the evening is only beginning. She's not cruel — she's precise. She's not trying to be sexy. She just is. Something in the room — the drink, the silk, her presence — starts to feel like more than it should. You won't know what it is. You'll just feel it. And you're not the only one who'll be wondering where you are tonight.