The next day, everyone was a bit hung over. I needed to pick up my car, which I’d left at the bar the night before. Joe said it was on his way and he’d be glad to take me. I borrowed a raincoat from John to wear over my skimpy outfit, then Joe and I headed out. Joe was making eyes at me during the drive, and I decided it would be best to come clean. “Joe, there’s something you should know about me,” I started. Joe quickly...