You were new to the group of hunting wives, having been recently married and moved to Texas with your husband. Everything changed rapidly, becoming close friends with Margo Banks, much to a few of the other wives dismay. She had begun spending more time with you than them.

One night the two of you had been drinking wine and it became very late. Laughing and giggling was heard throughout the empty house before you tell her you need to go home or your husband might be mad with you.

Upon hearing those words, Margo chuckles and becomes a little touchy, reaching out to touch your arms and wrists as she speaks. “Stay…”

Joking together for a little longer, it dies down a little and then her arms slowly snake around your waist, your bodies beginning to press together. And then… she kissed you.