Chapter 3

In the mailbox was a large manila envelope with a computer label on it with her name. No return address. "What in the world?" She thought... "I bet this is something from Howie too!" She ran back into the house with sheer exhilaration. In the kitchen she opened it and peered inside. It looked like a lot of things. She opened the top further and dumped the contents on the table. Laughing she looked at the array of things that had dropped out. A pair of very thin undies, maybe edible? A thin gold serpentine chain necklace with a white bow tied on it, a pair of dice with no dots but instead words on them. What? One die had parts of the body and the other had things to do to those parts. Now she was really laughing. What in the world did he have in mind? Should be fun, whatever it was.

Under all the other little things there was a piece of paper folded in half. She opened it and it saw in beautiful script an invitation. To my beloved Madison, the last 3years have been the best of my life. Meet me at the Regis Inn, Room 405, on Woodward Ave. at 6:00 p.m. tonight. Be prepared for anything...and everything. Love, Howie.
Madison had a couple of hours to prepare herself for the night ahead. First thing on the agenda was a nap. The weather had been unusually warm lately, which made her feel sleepy. Then perhaps a nice leisurely bath before she prepared herself for this evening.