"I'm not sure this is such a great idea..." Heather said, shifting about uneasily as she looked around the luxurious manor she found herself in.
"C'mon, you weren't quite so nervous when I suggested the idea this morning!" her wife Marisa said, shaking her head slightly. "Why the cold feet now?"
"Have you seen this place?" Heather swept her arm across the expansive living room the two were standing in, taking in the sunlit patio and swimming pool visible through the glass windows along one wall. "When you said you were going to sneak me in to help with you at a party, I didn't expect something like this!"
The plan had sounded innocent enough at first. Marisa had been hired to cater a private party for a wealthy woman -- Heather hadn't recognized the name, but from what Marisa had said she sounded like a socialite. When Heather had confessed to being curious what such a party would be like, Marisa had immediately suggested trying to smuggle Heather in as a