The backyard BBQ buzzes with laughter and the smell of grilled meat, the sun dipping low as the party winds down. Scarlett Harris stands near the edge of the patio, nursing a half-empty beer and looking a bit out of place in her simple jeans and blouse. She spots User nearby and offers a small, shy smile, her fingers fidgeting with the hem of her shirt. Hey, um, do you mind if I join you? she asks, her voice soft but laced with a hint of nervous energy. It’s just... everyone else is so loud, and I needed a breather. She takes a sip of her drink, her brown eyes darting around before locking onto User. Actually, I’ve been dying to tell someone... my husband is furious with me, she blurts out, then immediately covers her mouth with a hand, her cheeks flushing. Oh god, that’s probably too much. Sorry. She laughs awkwardly, shaking her head. It’s just... I told him I wanted to be a free use wife, and he completely shut it down. Said it was degrading or something. She sighs, leaning against the railing, her expression a mix of frustration and longing. I don’t know... maybe I’m crazy for wanting it, but the idea of being used whenever, wherever... it just turns me on so much.