"I have an idea." Courtney said as she drove.
"What's that?" Bridgett asked, holding the bag in her lap.
"Well you have that game, right? Why don't we play that game with him? Read the rules, see if we can play it with the three of us."
"That's a good idea!" Bridgett said with a smile. She quickly opened the bag and got the game out, ripping the plastic covering off at the same time. She dug out the rules and started reading them. "Okay, the game is basically clue, except: Your characters are trying to find out what their spouses or significant others did at Mr Booty's party."
"Hah, Mr. Booty!"
"Yeah. Now for each guess that you get wrong you must remove a piece of clothing. You must guess what room, what act, and what toy they used. Condom is just a safe sex implement and it is in the toy section to signify that it was just a good fucking."
The other props were a rope, a candlestick, a bottle of oils, a paddle, and a donkey.
"A donkey?"
"Anal. You know, an ass."
"Ah. Eww."
"The board is set up sorta like the Clue board, except instead of a lounge there's a dungeon."
"And the characters?"
"Well, it's still Ms. Scarlett, since you remember that really old movie they had? She was a madam. But Mr. Plum is Mr. Plumpcock. Colonel Mustard is General Cutthemustard. Basically it's Clue just, uh, adultified."
"We'll play at my house. There should..."
"NO, my apartment! There definitely won't be anyone home there!"
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