Jim had just got home, he was holding two plastic bags full of things. In the kitchen he put the bags on the counter. In one bag he took out some chocolate, a box of strawberries, whip cream, and a loaf of pound cake. He did not empty out the other bag. Something smelled funny. A hissing came from the stove top. The gas was left on. Jim turned it off and then washed his hands. He took off his jacket and hung it on the railing of the stairs. He motioned for the steps but hesitating. A humming sound was coming from a door at the end of the hallway. Opening it heavy fumes hit his face. He covered his mouth and nose with his sleeve and slapped the inside wall with his hand until he hit a button. The garage door opened. The car was left on. Jim went over and pulled the keys out. Outside a woman passed walking a dog. Jim waved to her gleefully. The garage door closed as he reentered the house. In the kitchen he picked up the other bag then started up the stairs. He climbed slowly trying to make as little noise s possible. Despite this effort they cracked and squeaked relentlessly. The top step popped up as his foot lifted from it. Steam poured from a door at the top of the stairs. Inside, the bathtub was running over. He stepped in and saw a curling iron, still plugged in dangling on its wire, the water had yet to reach it. Jim unplugged it and turned off the water. He looked in the mirror. His hair was a mess, so he took a comb and slicked it back. He washed his hands again and then urinated. Out in the hallway an opened door beckoned to him. He approached then stopped and head back to the top of the stairs. He kicked off his shoes and threw them down the stairs. Through the door he entered the room and saw Jessie laying on the bed naked and perky. In the hands was a kitchen knife.
“Did you get everything?” She said.
“Yeah” He said undoing his trousers.
He dumped the contents of the bag onto the bed. Some lube, condoms, and various kinky
“What about the strawberry shortcake?” She said in a concerned voice.
“It’s in the kitchen. I thought we’d eat it after.”
Jim ran fast out of the room past the bathroom door which now seeped water. He hit the
first step hard and lost his footing. Down the steps he fell tumbling about, twisting his legs and
his neck as he hit the bottom with a snap.