She knows what I said is true and I can tell she just wants to get out of the situation entirely by acting like we didn’t just have the conversation...we had. I grab her by her hair and push her into the adjoining bedroom. She says “Let me go!!! I don’t care what you’ll say to Miranda or Phil! You better let me go!! Now!!”“Here’s the other thing Mary. You asked what kind of guy I was, well, I am not the same man I used to be. I am now the kind of guy who is going to get what he wants. If you want. Johnny froze. Every part of his body told him he would now get in trouble, that he should run or else be considered a massive pervert and then hunted by the locals, but he couldn’t. Her eyes burned him in place and kept him there as if he was turned into stone.After what felt like hours of standing there he saw her facial expression changed. It took him a little while before he noticed, but she was now smiling. The change of manner from her caught him off guard and he felt he began to feel like. I nervously grab the boxes that are on display and view the back covers. I scan the images vigorously til the point of erection. I then take what seems to be hours deciding on which video to rent. I make a decision and grab a movie that has an "actor" dressed up like Dracula. Feeling that I made a really wise choice, I proceed to the counter and plop down the box. The clerk says, " I see you like the long pornos". I nervously shake my head in agreement as he retrieves the videocassette. I pay. I re-lit the turbine and went to inspect the rectangular cardboard box on the casket stand. The paperwork taped to the lid of the transportation/cremation box stated that the body inside should be that of an 81 year-old Caucasian woman. I filed the paperwork in the date-indexed file box and cut the strings securing the cardboard lid to the pine-reinforced plywood bottom. I lifted the lid off and leaned it against the wall. As I turned back to the container, I was mildly startled to see that.