After she had walked in on her husband and their daughter having sex on the bathroom floor, she had run out of the house. Marc had found her crying in...her car, and after explaining quite a few new ideas to her, Tina had decided to accept Bob and Guin's relationship. She had also decided that she wanted to continue having a relationship with Marc.She stood up, and remembered that she was still naked. It didn't matter to her really, she had been naked most of the time for the last two days. It was heaven to be hot soapy and clean all at once. The only thing better would have been for Mission to rub lotion on my back, but I wasn't going to push my luck with that one.I put on the jeans I had worn the day before but I did find a clean tee shirt in one of the boxes of clothes I had packed hurriedly for the move. The jean were blue of course, but the shirt was GI jungle green and it was also more or less a men's underwear shirt. It was sexy as hell, when I was sweaty in the summer. Too. Locked.I was just about to go get a hammer to smash the drawers open, when I noticed a gleam of silver in a pile of clothes in the corner of the room. I walked over and to my surprise I found a small key. My wife must have really been in a hurry that morning. I placed the key into the keyhole of the first drawer.I took a deep breath and pulled the drawer open. My eyes widened. There were handcuffs, a variety of huge dildo devices and vibrators, several bottles of lubricants. The drawer was. “It was you, wasn’t it? You ran out in front of my car last night. Oh God, my car…” She’d completely forgotten about it. If a police report wasn’t filed straight away, people would soon be out searching for her body. “Hang on,” she continued. Kat stared off into the distance as if she were trying desperately to remember something. “How-how did I get home?” The cat just shrugged and started licking his paw. “Well, how did you get here?” “Dunno, actually. Woke up on your couch.” “D’you know what.