Now I had finished my shopping, it was time to tell him. Again, as instructed, I sent an email telling him that my shopping task was complete and I waited. Nothing happened for about a week, then an email arrived, very short and succinct: -

To:                   "Emma" <emma@yahoo.com>

Date:                27/03/2008 12:13PM

You have been very prompt completing your first task. There is a parcel waiting for you at your post box. It also contains additional instructions.

Now I was becoming a bundle of mixed emotions. I was getting wet and my heart was beating faster and faster. What else could he possibly be sending me? It was my day off tomorrow and I had made my mind up that I would be at the Post Office at 9:00am sharp. Excitement and curiosity had gotten the better of me; I had to know what was in that parcel.

My hand was trembling as I unlocked my post box. Sure enough, there was a parcel waiting for me, similar in size to the first one. I began opening it on the way back to my car but discretion got the better of me. After all, I had no idea what was in there. Once inside the car I finished tearing the rest of the wrapping away from the box and flipped the lid off to discover the same elegantly folded tissue paper and neatly tied ribbon as before. Beneath these was the same elegant stationery with the familiar handwriting on it. I didn’t bother to read the note, as the remainder of the box’s contents became evident.

The first item I saw was a bra, well, what looked like a bra. It was white, lacy and really only the structure of a bra. There were no cups at all, simply the underwire covered by some white material and finished with lace on the edges. A chill went down my spine as I remembered the outfit I had put together under his instructions. This ‘bra’ was clearly intended to be worn with my outfit and I was obviously going to be on show. Anyone who cared to look was going to be in for a nipple bonanza. My attention was quickly dragged from the bra by the next item in the box: a pair of silver balls about the size of ping-pong balls tied together with an additional string on one of them. They were in a neatly packaged box and titled ‘Duo Balls.’ Next were 2 envelopes, one with the words ‘Airplane Ticket’ on it and the other with the words 'Travel Instructions – do not open until advised’ on it.

By this time I remembered the handwritten note and began to read it: -

Congratulations on coming this far. I assume that by now you are well and truly intrigued. You will already have seen the contents of the parcel and be wondering what will happen from here.

The bra is obviously part of your outfit, so too are the Duo Balls. Both items are to be worn on the day of your adventure. The Airplane ticket is a return trip to Melbourne. You may open this at any time.