Buried in events at work, the weeks between her birthday and their trip to the Keys seemed to fly by for Jessi. The night before they left, she dropped off Buddy at Sarahs house and returned home to pack.
She tossed a couple of pairs of shorts and a few tops into her bag, adding a dress for just in case. Unable to decide between two pairs of sandals, she opted to bring both. Saturday night they would be going to the BDSM club. Judd had told her not to worry about clothes for the party; he would be taking care of her costume.
She sat on the edge of the bed and wiped her palms on her jeans. She wondered what shed be wearing. The idea was both nerve-wracking and exciting at the same time. Jessi smiled to herself. Whatever happened, this would definitely be an adventure.