She didn’t hesitate then, pulling the covers back and climbing in with me. I reached for her and she welcomed me into her arms. I sighed. It was a s...gh of relief. Someone else cared. I needed that. We didn’t kiss for a while at least. We just heldeach other in the comfort and warmth of our embrace. It was amazing just how restorative that simple act was. ‘I knew you couldn’t sleep,’ she whispered. ‘I could hear you. I’m sorry, Pat. I’m sorry about the boat and I’m sorry about everything it. " You too Ma'am."I sat there like the idiot that I am for about an hour before I realized what most likely happened and that the police were not going to show up after all.It hit me hard. I really was locked inside the Playboy Mansion with no way out. Normally that would seem like a good thing except I am stuck in a supply room. I began to look around. I looked up. Ah, an air conditioner vent. All I have to do is remove the grate and crawl through. Then I can get into another room and find the. ”“Can you tell me what was in the news when you you died? What was top of the pops?”Emily named a pop song that I remembered well. It was my daughter’s favourite for a time. I estimated it had been current about twenty years earlier.“Very good, Emily. Now can you tell me where you are? Can you see anything?”“No, it’s all black.”“What can you feel?”Silence.“Emily, Emily, are you there?”There was no reply.As my senses retuned to the corporeal world, I noticed that dawn had broken. Perhaps Emily. I pulled my shirt above my abs. I finally put my right hand on my hip. I was now semi hard. I aimed my cock at the drain. Her bath tub was empty. There was no more water going down. I saw she was now sitting on her feet. Her big thighs rested on the bathtub. Her large ass behind her touched the other side of the bathtub. I looked on the shower head to see some soap and all her shampoo. It was now or never.I had never peed in front of anyone before. At high school I always used a stall. I never.