“And what present did you get for me for my birthday?” Arno laughs, as I lead him blindfolded to his bedroom. When I’m ready, I tell him to take off the blindfold, and when he does he sees me sprawled out on the bed, with nothing but satin ribbons covering my naughty bits. “C’est ça! C’est moi!” I announce with a giggle, and Arno laughs again as he crawls into bed with me. “Just what I’ve always wanted,” he says with a charming half-smile, tugging on the ribbons to undo them.