One New Years Eve
Just to give you an idea of how my young wife's mind worked. One New Years Eve, when we lived in Southern Calif , even in January it was still pretty warm, after a great meal and more Champagne than she should have drank. I had placed a sleep blindfold over her eyes and had taken her to one of the local sleazy adult motels something we did on a number of occasions, as she loved not knowing where she was or what was going to happen, in the front parking lot I had unzipped her cocktail dress...