Karen leaned comfortably into Allan's arms as they sat in the hot tub.  Sam sat apart and across from them drinking her hot chocolate.  She looked content and maybe more than just a little sleepy.<br/><br/>"Sam dear," she said, "Don't fall asleep in the tub.  I don't know how we'd explain that to anyone."<br/><br/>She took a sip of her own drink and kissed her husband on the cheek.  "I think we should put her to bed soon, honey.  She looks awfully tired.  Do you think we should trust her to stay?  Or should we lock her in so she can't slip out during the night?"  Her eyes sparkled at the thought.  They could put the dog bed inside the crate and put Sam inside to ensure she'd stay around.<br/><br/>"We will have to find a way to deal with her parents, though," she said.  "Sooner or later, they might come looking for her.  Plenty of people saw us in the bar together."<br/><br/>Her hand dropped to his thigh, she stroked it absentmindedly.  "Maybe keep her through the night at least."  She stood up, setting her cup on the table near the hot tub.  Her wet naked body glistened in the glow of the lights on their deck.  She stretched and reached for a towel.  "Yes..." she said, "We should definitely lock her in for the night.  We don't want her running out into the street, do we?"