A friend of hers once spied us through our patio window entertaining some guests. Mary was on the floor being spit roasted by two black men, while I sat in a chair watching. Everything turned out fine when we found out later she had gotten an eyeful. Seems her and her husband were interested in her being with a black guy with no idea how to make it happen. Lucky for all.
I have come home to find Mary busy with friends a few times. Some I knew I was likely to find them starting without me. A few pleasant surprises.