"I don't usually drink wine."He smiled. "I know."You smiled back. "Yes, please."He knew from the way you were looking at him. He started to ask direct...ons to your place but was silenced when you started rubbing his thigh methodically back and forth. A glance and he knew what you wanted, what you needed.He parked the car and got out, coming around to open your door. He offered a hand to help you out and you took the opportunity. His mouth was like heaven, tongue slipping, sliding deep, darting,. Jennifer removed and discarded some portions of the rubber gasket that would make the casket air tight. Then, with only a moment's hesitation, she climbed in, lay down, and pulled closed the lid.Jenny had not slept significantly in three days. Now, in this narrow satin bed, she suddenly felt perfectly safe and relaxed. In a few minutes she was sound asleep.Jenny was awakened by a jolt. It took her a moment to remember where she was. Thin shafts of light penetrted the gaps where she had removed. Eventually, Mike was at the door, kissing his wife goodbye and locking upthe house for the night. He thought of Susie and her new work clothes ashe got ready to retire for the evening. All ready he could imagine thelooks she’d be getting from her co-workers, especially Kerry and Jake. Theimage of the two men popped into his mind as did the way they ogled hiswife at last year’s Christmas party. He was surprised by how muchattention she’d received, though he really. “Everything. We’ve gone too far.” Frankie turned to him, laying her left leg flat on the bed at a right angle. “I dragged you into all of this. Drugs, now murder?”“Hey, no-no, I’m an adult. You didn’t force me to do anything, alright.”“I did kinda force your hand, though. Threatening to tell mom and… Oh God, I’m so confused.”“At the end of the day, I decided to go along with what you said. I could’ve told you to ‘fuck off’ with your demands, but I didn’t. That isn’t your fault, Frankie. Don’t.