She's not telling (Pete POV)

Pete was confused to say the least when Annie left on her own. Her was disappointed, although not surprised, to see she was still wearing her costume, "No luck?" He asked her.

She glared at him, "Well...a little," Suddenly she poked him in the chest, "You are going to do whatever I tell you to until I get out of this costume, do you understand?"

Pete shrunk back under her scrutiny, "Uh. Ya. Of course."

She relaxed, "Good. Don't give me that look, trust me, you're going to enjoy it. Just don't enjoy it too much," She said cryptically, "Anyway we just have to wait to Kelly. Order an uber for us would you? I'm not walking back like this."

Pete did was commanded and then looked at her, "Say Annie, what's with the collar?"

Annie touched in gently with her finger, "Well...let's just say it's my ticket to getting out of this costume."

Before he could ask what she meant the door opened and Kelly came out. To say he was shocked at her appearance would be an understatement. Kelly always dressed, and acted, quite conservatively so to see her in that outfit was really quite shocking. She was beet red from embarassment and tried covering herself with her arms, but it seemed like something prevented her from doing so. She was wearing an orange romper, it looked like a parody of a prison jumpsuit. The shorts were barely there, providing about the same coverage that panties would, and it was strapless, ending just above her nipples. It was extremely form fitting, and Pete had never realized what a form she had. She looked fantastic. Topping the outfit off was a chain locked around her waist with a another short chain connected to handcuffs on her wrists. She had very little freedom of movement as long as she wore those. She also wore a collar identical to the one Annie wore.

"Kelly! What did you do?" Annie cried, "Are you trapped in that too? That collar? Is that..." She trailed off.

"So what if it is?" Kelly defended herself, "You worry about you and I'll worry about me."

Annie rolled her eyes, "I was just looking out for you. Fine. I won't pry. Pete, how long before the car gets here?"

Pete checked his phone, "Just one minute, he's around the corner."

They heard a ding and Pete looked at Kelly. She frowned, "Oh shit, my phone. Annie can you check it?"

Annie rolled her eyes again but reached into Kelly's purse and checked, "Oh man, you've got a ton of texts. All from... Leanne?"

Kelly's face went pale, "Oh no...We've gotta get home, now!"

"Why? Who is Leanne?" Pete asked.

"A friend of mine...I totally blanked. She texted me last night asking if she could crash with us, I forgot to ask you Annie in the chaos yesterday but I already told her yes." Kelly looked apologetically at Annie.

Annie sighed, "Well, we'll just deal with that when we get home..." Kelly's phone dinged again and Annie looked down, "Oh no. She says she found the spare key and let herself in. She'll wait for you in your room," Annie looked at Kelly, "Kelly...where did you put the magic items?"

Kelly blinked..."I just left them on my bed..."