Joe agreed to meet Kick and Peter in Paris, at the Ritz, on a Saturday afternoon in May. To celebrate, she and Peter decided to fly to Cannes before Paris. Kick was so excited that she packed two suitcases for three days, a wardrobe reflective of the sexual sophisticate she had become: expensive negligees and lacy underwear, heirloom jewelry gifted by the Duke and Duchess of Devonshire, a black garter belt, a douche, her birth control.
