Who: Mary Ellen and Stevie What: Birthday Where: Empty apartment close to theirs When: July 4th, later High probably/incomplete/closed
Similarly to what she'd done the Christmas before last, Mary had saved most of Stevie's birthday gift until they would have a chance to be alone. She'd gotten the kids set while he cleaned up after the not-so-little party they'd had, then slipped away. Once she was ready she'd taken a picture of herself, showing just her legs, clad in stockings and garters, and then texted it to Stevie along with an apartment number.
Inside the apartment, she'd gotten some help to clear out most of the furniture, leaving just a chaise lounge in the main living area, and then opposite it she'd set up Stevie's easel, along with some pencils, charcoal and other things she thought he might need. She knew he hadn't had much time to draw lately, and hoped it'd be a good gift.
She was wearing a set of vintage-inspired lingerie and a sheer gown, and draped herself over the chaise, re-arranging herself awkwardly until she decided her position was something he'd like, (though she knew he'd like just about anything really, and waited for him to get there. It had taken a little bit of convincing herself to put it all on and display herself like this, especially knowing she was encouraging him to immortalize it forever. He never made her feel self conscious, but she was a bit rounder around the middle now, her chest bigger than it had been when they got married but a little deflated, hips fuller, so the doubt still crept in every now and then. But she knew he loved her, and the way she looked, so she'd wanted to put it all out there, for him.