Have a drink

Anne accepts the offer, and walks inside, making sure to brush her hip against her father-in-law's crotch as she passes. She walks into the living room, and he calls from behind her, "Would you like a drink?" She accepts, and sits down on the couch. He soon walks in with what looks like two glasses of double scotch on the rocks. He hands one to her, then drains his whole glass in one pull. Anne, not wanting to be rude, does the same, the scotch burning her throat as it goes down. Frank, the father in law, offers to get her another glass, and she accepts. He comes back with the whole bottle, and tops off her glass. "Thanks, I needed this to relax," she says, spreading her legs just a little, allowing Frank just the slightest view up her skirt. "Anything you want, Anne," Frank replies. "You can always come here to relax. Do you want to talk? Or maybe just take a bath, or a nap, upstairs?" Anne drains her glass again, gulping down the firey liquor, and considers her options.