Quietish...

As soon as I opened the door to my apartment, I was hit by a strong pungent smell. It was a musky, yet decidedly feminine, odor. Sweat and sin.

Someone had been having sex in my apartment. Without me. That's just rude.

Everything looked to be where it should be. There did look to be a damp spot on the couch, but I couldn't be sure that was actually new. As I got deeper into my place, the stronger the aroma got. As far as surprises go, it was fairly off putting. But, as my tented pants would indicate, it was definitely having an arousing effect on me.

It wasn't until I went to turn on the TV did I figure out what I had missed while I was at work. Taped to the screen was a sheet of printer paper, with what Sherlock Holmes might have described as "a clue."

Well. That explains the damp spot on the couch. I'm so wrapped up in staring at the picture and that I almost don't even notice the note beneath.

Hi Master! We stopped by to see you this afternoon, but you weren't here! Karen and I were SO sad we just had to console each other. Over and over again. We had a fun weekend together. We've got my place just about perfect for you and Karen. I didn't realize just how much space William had been taking up in MY apartment. We even got a nice new king mattress for my room. I cannot wait for you to help me break it in!
As much as I wanted to stay and be here when you got home from work (I just shivered uncontrollably writing that), I just found out that I'm getting sent out of town for a seminar this week. I will be back Friday night, and we can move you in that night and/or Saturday morning. I left a key to my apartment on your counter, if you want to start the move earlier.
Sorry about your couch. Karen was whispering in my ear all the naughty things you were going to do to me when we see each other again. I got a little...over excited.
Can't wait for the weekend...Master. P.S. I hear you've already become familiar with my first coin. She's awesome, isn't she? I'm still trying to decide who gets my next coin...I guarantee you'll love her.

The blonde minx even signed it with a lipstick kiss mark.

Wait...she Karen was here too...I'm willing to bet that she left me a little surprise herself. This is going to be like a perverted Easter egg hunt.