Cameron strode into Chase's house, like always. On a table there was a boque and a note. The note read, "Be home soon, Honey. Sorry, work is hard. Love always,Chase." Cameron turned on the television to find nothing on. Cameron fell asleep, without realizing that Chase was home. She awoke to be on top of Chase, naked. Cameron nudged Chase and he groggily woke. "Ah, so are you ready? You skipped the Sunday night Special."He asked, begging in his tone. Soon, they were rolling around, on the bed, having fun. A soft moan of pleasure excaped Cameron's mouth and Chase sighed, "That was an hour? Really? Well I guess you have to be on your way, but will you come back tonight? I can barely spend a minute away from you." Cameron tapped her foot, and Chase handed her the big wad of money he had in his pocket. Cameron whispered, "Can I clean up in your shower, or are hookers not allowed in your shower, but they are in your pants?" A smile appeared on Chase's face, "Only if I can help." Cameron playfully slapped him, and they were soon in his bathroom, in the water. Before they were having sex, Chase sighed, "If only the real Cameron would treat me this way. She's too caught up on House to realize what a great man I am," Cameron played with his chest idly moving lower, "That's okay. You have me, and you know you're going to marry me, so what's wrong with that?" Chase thought to himself, "You are a hooker who has sex with other people, and I pretend you're Cameron." But he replied, "Nothing. Nothing at all,"