It was a cold rainy November day. A touch of sleet was falling. It was a good day to stay home by the fireplace, nice and warm and comfy with a glass of wine, a trashy novel loaded with sex and the vibrator. The kids were going away for the whole day, having gone with the neighbors going upstate to ski. They wouldn't be back until late tonight. The whole day was mine. Unfortunately, there were a thousand things to do, not...