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You walk over to your secret DVD shelf hidden behind the portriate of Mother Mary you recently installed.

"What have we got" you mutter as you browse the titles on the shelf. You cry out suprise when you see the note there on the empty shelf.

"Dear Tim, I have found your SMUT! I have confascated it and you will never see it again. yours, Marsha."

Damn What should you do? Mike will be waiting but Marsha could use your "Items of leisure" against you.