I had to fill in the details of my sketchy imagination. So, on our next call, after the basic pleasantries, I asked, “So, honey, I’m not accusing ...or even objecting, but I just have to know. Have you moved into Dean’s bedroom yet?”“You won’t be mad?”“No, I promise, so long as you’re honest and thorough with me.”“Well, then the answer is yes. We figured you would know anyway, so I moved into his room on the night you left.”I laughed. “Didn’t waste any time, eh?”“We couldn’t see any point to. I'll be at the bar. Start the scene right away and don't break it, my safe word is "hippopotamus" .Well, this was a surprise. Heck, it was a shock to the system; I didn't really expect her to answer me. OH SHIT, WHAT DO I DO?! How can I do a scene (and, hey, how deep a scene does she actually want?) with no equipment, I can't really take bondage kit on the plane I need to take to get there, can I? I can just imagine the conversation at customs if they checked me... "Sir, would you like to. ..Night was young and alcohol got so into my head that i had to go on the dancefloor and dance just freaky and crazy when all of a sudden realy gorgeous hot milf mom spotted me...I looked at her, went to her and i realy said dumb starting line but somehow it made her laugh untill we talked and talked for such a long time...She was at that pub for the first time and asked me where the restrooms are...Well i was a gentleman and i showed her where to go only this time none of her friends wanted to. Lindsay looks to be in a hurry, judging from her fast walking. That will change soon. I grip on my garrote and wait for the unsuspecting former Deputy Press Secretary to pass me.Lindsay doesn’t suspect a thing as she walks past me in hurry, texting someone. Deciding to act, I leap at her from my hiding place and wrap the garrote around her delicate neck. Before she processes what’s going on, I’m already pulling hard, strangling her graceful neck and cutting off her air. The former Deputy Press.