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kept secret from her other, daytime world. Even Mack.
    Jenna from Belgium directed her to Sodom&Gomorrah.com, swearing their products saved her marriage to her US serviceman husband. Honey had clicked right to the site. She’d scanned page after page of toys in wide-eyed amazement. Vibrators of all sizes, shapes, and colors. Dildos. Bondage equipment from silken ropes to suspension harnesses. She considered a two-headed glass monster guaranteed to bring pleasure to both man and woman at the same time, but feared Mack would run screaming when he saw it. Or die laughing.
    What she chose would have to be something he might find fascinating yet not terrifying.
    After she selected and rejected half a dozen items, an ornate purple box appeared on her screen. Half price, today only .
    Before she could lose her nerve, Honey placed the order and hit Send .
    Now two weeks later, she sat down to look at the item again.

Two
     
    “Sandy, you’re a woman.”
    Mack’s partner kept her eyes on the road. “Yes, so?” Her tone held a warning. He puzzled a moment then plunged on.
    “So…I don’t understand my wife.”
    Sandy hit the brakes, hard. Squealing and honking came from behind them, but she ignored it, turning a reddened face to him. “How original. But you have it backwards, partner. The line is ‘My wife doesn’t understand me.’” Slamming a hand on the steering wheel, she jerked the car back into motion. “What the hell. I thought you were different. Not like those jerks at the precinct, always hitting on me and making one double entendre after another, thinking they are so clever.”
    Mack’s jaw dropped in horror. “No. I’m not hitting on you. I mean what I said. I don’t understand her. You’ve met Honey. She’s bright and beautiful and smart. What does she want with a guy like me?”
    A little smile quirked the edge of Sandy’s mouth and she relaxed her grip on the wheel. “Sorry. For a moment, you had me going. I swear, someday that obnoxious jerk, Baxter, is going to say something offensive to me and I’m going to knock his block off. I can’t believe such a letch is part of the force. The other guys are a little off-color, but nothing I can’t take.”
    “You get violent, you’ll wreck your career. Maybe you should talk to the chief.”
    “And have him lecture them all on sexual harassment? Since Juanita and I are the only women on the force, and she’s at least sixty, everyone would know who complained. I’d be a pariah. I have to tough this out.”
    A call came in: domestic disturbance at an apartment building across town. Sandy flipped on lights and siren, and the conversation ended. Mack hated family fights. Cops and innocent bystanders sometimes died when passions flew out of control. He focused on the matter at hand and hoped this would not be one of those times.
    ~ * ~
    By three o’clock, Little Miss Kindergarten had returned, shared her grilled cheese sandwich with Mommy, and enjoyed a good nap. The other two were descending the bus steps. Grandma—Mack’s mother—waited in the living room to take her three favorite kidlings to her house for a sleepover, their first. Since Honey forbade overnights, feeling the children were still a little young, Marla had asked no questions and turned up an hour early. Just as Honey finished checking the tracking online again.
    Honey sat on the edge of her chair, fidgeting and keeping an eye on the picture window behind her mother-in-law’s broad silhouette. The bus doors closed, and the yellow vehicle pulled away with a whoosh. Leaping to her feet, Honey herded her five-year-old and the older woman toward the door. She’d piled the overnight bags and toys in the car when Marla arrived.
    “Okay, you might as well go. Thanks for taking the kids, Mom. You know how much they enjoy visiting with you and Dad.” By intercepting the other two, she could prevent the inevitable time loss. Although she’d packed their special toys and electronics, if