Rachel's mom was going away for the weekend, so she invited Tobias, her fiancé over. "We have the whole weekend," Rachel said, grinning wickedly. "We have the house all to ourselves, too. We can make love in every room of the house."
On Friday night, they started their marathon in the living room—on her Mom's brand new white couch. When they woke up the next morning, they discovered an unseemly stain on the upholstery.
"Don't worry," Tobias said. "I'll rush to the store and get some furniture cleaner. The stain will come right out."
But the furniture cleaner didn't work. Neither did the more abrasive stain removers. Not even straight bleach eliminated the stain.
"We're doomed," Tobias moaned. "Your Mom are going to kill us!"
"Not necessarily," Rachel said. "We just have to put the blame on somebody else." She paused, thinking. Then she snapped her fingers.
"I've got it! Grab your car keys, Tobias, I'm getting us out of this mess," she said happily.
On Sunday afternoon, when Rachel's parents returned home, Rachel & Tobias greeted at the front door with a welcome-home gift.
"Awww," cooed Rachel's mom when she saw it. "What an adorable little puppy!"