A cover story

Sarah doesn't need to know the whole truth. It would just lead to awkward questions. But you do need a cover story.

"I've won the lottery," you blurt out.

"Holy shit!" Sarah squeals. "For real?"

"For real real."

"Awesome!" She jumps on you and covers you in kisses. "That's awesome honey."

You grin. "Let's paint the town red."

Shopping, clubbing, restaurants, hotels, luxuries. The most expensive orgy ever devised. It all jives with your story. You and your hottie girlfriend jump in the car.