Sex

Hank and Veevee stood in their front hall amid their luggage from the interrupted cruise.

"No, it's not just pizza," Veevee said. She sniffed the air again. "Something a little sweaty, but not musty or sharp, and kind of a sweet undertone," she said.

Hank sniffed. "Like... like Jim and Sally's, after a good party."

"Like sex!" Veevee said. "Do you think Lil and Gary had a sex party?"

"Ooooh..." they heard a moan from another room. "Oh yeah!"

"Mmmm!" "Hmmmmm." replied other voices. There was soft laughter.

"Guess the party's still going on," Hank whispered. "Did that come from the living room?"

Veevee leaned close. "I thought it might be our room," she said.

"Uhhhh..." they heard.

"Guess we better go check," Hank said.

Veevee smiled. She slipped off her shoes and wiggled her toes inside the soft cotton tights. "Let's catch 'em in the act," she said.

She pointed at Hank's heavy traveling shoes. He took his off as well, and they walked on stocking feet in the direction of the sounds.