Thanks, you really are making my birthday a good one." Oh, it's not over yet. Here's your present," and Lori hands him a small box all wrapped in birt...day paper."Just for me?" he asks."Well, it's really something to share," Denise replies. "Go, ahead and open it. It's a surprise."So, my brother pulls the paper off and it's a box of condoms."Now, Casey, you have to promise to share them with us," Lori says as Casey opens the box and takes one out."Well, I do know what these are and how they're. ’I quickly tapped out a reply: ‘I’m here now; won’t be long now. I’ll see you soon.’I got ready as quickly as I could and made my way into the city, taking in as much of the new sights as I went and trying to memorise the landmarks to find my way back if I had to. Before long, I got where I was going and settled myself into a seat in our chosen coffee shop. I’d gotten there before her, which was good. I didn’t want to make her wait, so I typed another quick text to her.“I thought you couldn’t. Jeanine drove home - despite the best (or worst) of intentions for the remainder of that evening, I'm afraid I drank a bit too much.Someday I'll get her to tell me what happened when we got home. I woke up the next afternoon pleasantly sore, and with plenty of dried evidence that somebody's fantasies were explored, but every time I ask, she get's a silly grin and clams up. Snickers and Mars Bars haven't worked as bribes, either.I'm going to have to pull out the big guns. Ghiradeli will make her. Though it does take some serious strategy to pull it off.And so far I had come up empty on that front. So for now I had tocontent myself with playing the long game, even if it meant swallowingmy pride a bit.Abby and Claire were not up yet, and I was watching my text messagesfor information on the next challenges.My phone played the annoying little song which alerted me to a phonecall from Joy."Good Morning Joy," I said cheerfully, "I didn't see a text from you.What fresh Hell have you devised.