She pouted at the question, it rarely worked, but she still did it for effect. "Well..." She looked sheepish and twined her slender fingers together as she felt her cheeks redden a little, "I mean, it's in the trash. I was trying to get organized at the kitchen table... shopping list and my to do list and I knocked the card off and it landed on the floor." She looked at the corner of the office, "Alpine... chewed on it." The dog was a lovable and friendly animal; he never met a crotch he didn't like and he was generally well trained... but if something falls from the table, it's got to be food and he has the fastestnose in the west.<br/><br/>"Anyway, I haven't maxed a card in well over a year and that was an emergency." She wasn't going to remind him that the emergency had been little black thing on sale that she<em>had</em>looked stunning in and had worn twice, thankyouverymuch. It had shown off her legs and boobs to spectacular effect... and she had saved him nearly $150, afterall. It really was his fault for not telling her that the old owner was coming by for dinner and she couldn't of sered him in jeans and ratty T-shirt, afterall.<br/><br/>She reached for the card and growled, "Not funny Chris... ok, I'll be good, give me the card, I have to pick up Alpine in less than an hour!"<br/><br/>With card in hand, she kissed him and with mischief in her eyes, "I wonder what would happen if I closed that door and crawled under your desk... might I find something interesting?" She grinned wickedly.