Sarah stopped and thought as her breasts began to moan with fear. "Wait a second. I'll call a plumber, and we should be able to get the ring back in a couple of hours."
Joe brighten up considerably at the thought. "Of course! Why didn't I think of that?"
"No comment," smirks Sarah, as she walks into the other room and picks up a phone book. As she starts to dial. "Hello? Yes, I dropped a ring down a pipe and need to get it back. Yes. Yes. 2348 Paisley Lane. Yes, thank you." Then Sarah picked up the discarded bra, "He'll be right here, he just finished another call in the neighborhood."
"Thanks gawd, say what are going to do with that."
"I'm not walking around half naked for the plumber! Hey, settle down," Sarah has a hard time getting the bra back on as Joe jiggles her breasts.
"Its dark, and I can't see anything!"
"Your a pair of breasts, now hush, you don't need to see anything."