“Now we can go in,” she said, keen to railroad Katya and I into the bar before we could stop and think about what we were doing.

Katya looked terrified. I took her by the hand and smiled.

“This’ll be fun,” I said, feigning a lot more confidence than I felt. Because, for all my bravado at the moment, walking naked into a bar wasn’t something that even I’d done before.

We followed Giulia and Alessia down the corridor and to large doors with small circular windows in them. They held the doors open for us and we made our entrance.

I had been expecting to see scantily clad or exuberantly dressed women dancing the night away under colourful lights. I was not expecting to find a casual lounge area, a very sophisticated looking bar, and a four-piece band playing light jazz.

The drummer missed a beat as she saw us enter, and thankfully the singer was between lyrics as she had time to beam at the two naked women that had just entered the club.

You can read the rest of the story in my latest book Naked For Alessia, available on Amazon.