The final page of my Civil Service comic and possibly one of the most explicit comic pages I've ever drawn. Wanna see the clean version? Check my Xwitter.

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As Diane's cab screeches to a stop outside her home, she clumsily throws some cash at the driver before stumbling out onto the curb. Her eyes gleam with a mischievous spark that doesn't quite match her age - more like an immature brat who got away with something.

"Home," she slurs as she barges inside, dragging Lin along while hiding that bratty smile.

A familiar face peeks around the corner. "Hiya honey. The girls just went up to bed." He sniffs the air and smirks knowingly at his wife. "Probably better they don't see their mother shit-faced."

Diane lets out a loud belch as she follows her husband through the living room and into the kitchen. Secrets are everything in this house—she sure as hell doesn't need another lecture from him about her behavior at this hour or this blood alcohol level.

The two settle down at the kitchen table for their usual late-night chat—a half-assed attempt to keep up with their marriage counselors advice. Though tonight there was an unexpected, or perhaps unwilling, third wheel: Diane, her oblivious husband, and poor Lin stuck in a sweltering prison deep within Diane's ass, clueless about time or direction.

"You're all giggly tonight," he remarks with raised eyebrows while placing a cup of coffee in front of his wife. "What did you do?"

Diane rolls her eyes dramatically and responds with exaggerated annoyance. 'Little old me?' She hand waves his concern, 'Damn bartender carded me. Made me feel younger, y'know? That's all.' She takes a sip of coffee but can't help relishing every squirm and twitch Lin makes buried within her depths. She considered how long to keep her, a day, two, maybe a week?

With practiced finesse earned from countless nights of juggling secrets and satisfaction, Diane engages in casual conversation with her husband. Who knows? Maybe she'd have a little fun with him tonight. Just gotta make sure he uses the right hole. That'd be one hell of a surprise for both him and her new prisoner.


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