Resolutions

The party was finally over and I looked around at the
wreckage.  Kari's condo could have
qualified for federal disaster funding. 
The dining room table was nothing but crumbs and plates, there were
glasses and bottles of wine all over the place, not to mention the fact that an
entire wardrobes worth of whips, canes, clamps, chains, cuffs, and other
assorted sex toys littered the place like