At one point during the night Lauren woke up, and realized he had cuffed her after all, she smiled languidly, and fell back to sleep,... at least he hadn't taken the liberty to share her bed yet.<br/><br/>...a few hours later...<br/><br/>"Frank? I need to use the bathroom, and I need to drink some water before my head explodes!" She called out but only heard snoring from the other room. Argh! What a nuisance! She twisted to open the drawer of the bedside table and found tucked in a crevice a long forgotten hairpin. Perfect! Thought the redhead, I get to see if hairpins really do work on cuffs.  Lauren was so engrossed in her newest hobby that she didn't notice the door open and Frank walking in, that is until her behind stung like a thousand bees from a very determined swat.<br/>"ouch! What did you do that for?" she pouted, rubbing her rump and glaring at him.<br/><br/>"Now, let me up, I need to pee, meanwhile I need a glass of water and coffee in that order!" she looked at the smirking man, and groused...."To think I was drunk enough last night to think you're cute...."