Cold Showe
By Missy

She should know better than to lift latches like this. It's the appeal of the unknown, the untrammeled secrets that never seem to come to light, that tease her senses and demand she bring them to life.

There's a red box on the floor of her roomate's closet. It's got a pink ribbon around it, like her Aunt Gertie's trunk of unmentionables.

And inside there is a leather bra, a clamp crowned with three red rubies, a crop of brown leather, and handcuffs, lying in fearless display.

And Laverne takes a cold shower to cool her body after the discovery.