Everyone enjoys a good prank now and then. And Monica Foster is normally a good sport when made the object of one. But the day she found a shit [albeit a rubber one] in a shower stall, well, that was a little too much - even for her. Since she was living with a guy at the time, Monica had no problem coming up with a suspect and bothered little with interrogation. Determining a punishment that best fit the crime, Monica took the harness of love, slipped it on, and tampered to a great degree with the integrity of her boyfriend's rectum. He howled like a pet bear chained in a forest. But it was only later that Monica discovered that she was impulsive, he was innocent of the crime and that the landlord was the guilty party. You can imagine the laughs in the household that night.