I see now that the spiders are tattooed on. ‘I need to check on the lady in the other car.’ I tell him. I give up trying to move against that hand... Even clear headed I don’t think I could budge it. ‘Is she okay?’ ‘I’ll see… if you don’t try to move. Okay?’ I nod. I’m not sure I could disobey even if I wanted to. I watch him walk away from me toward the other twisted pile of crumpled metal. Yellowish fluids are pouring out the front of it. There is a burnt pancake syrup smell in the air all. The two Uratha with her, on the other hand, could get run over by a train and probably survive, so, maybe it paid to be more adventurous in their circumstance.Tash set her phone to a dim light, and hooked it onto the breast pocket of her suit. The tiny bits of light broke through the fabric, and in the ensuing pitch black, the glint of light was enough to show the way ahead.The tunnel was old. She expected something closer to what Maria had, a grand chamber built of strong concrete and metal.. She started bucking her hips and pushing his fingers deeper inside her.“Oh, my… I’m going to cum… don’t stop, don’t stop.”Suddenly, Katie convulsed in an explosive orgasm. She reached her hand out and gripped the edge of the massage table, and placed her other hand on Mark’s stomach. I erupted seeing her in such ecstasy. Mark slowly softened his touch and gently ran his hands over her brown patch of pubic hair. Her hand continued to rub his stomach, she glanced at Mark, and I think she noticed. We started late night chats (mostly when my wife sleeps) or in my office hours. And started sharing out fantasies and desires filled with lust. She happened to visit her parent’s place.When she was alone in her room, she took her naked pictures and shared with me. That was the green signal she is ok to try things with me. It’s only a matter of time and place. But this went on for almost a year, to build trust in each other. One day she texted me asking if she can call and talk to me.I called.