How about a whole chest full of fantasy sex DVDs. A shit ton of toys. Not the kind kids play with. Of course some lube and cleaner for the toys. A leather onsie. Handcuffs. Rope. Cock ring. And the lady next door whose name is actually Rose but who goes by Helga when she’s does her side business in her secret room. And I will tell you, she does not do scrap booking. Have fun. It is a damn good, painful time.