**Intro**
This is part erotic story and part roleplay prompt. Would love to find a partner to roleplay where this story leaves off!
**The Box**
The metal box was delivered several days ago. Neither my wife of I had moved it since. The drone had had to wait for us both to get home the evening of delivery day, requiring our thumprints to release the package. I wondered how long it would have waited before alerting the authorities. The box was not as patient as the delivery drone though, it had a timer ticking down on a display next to the Reparations Act logo.
Of course I knew eventually our number would come up. By now more of our friends had gotten the box than hadn’t. We’d already attended the required counseling sessions to prepare for its arrival, what it meant, but my gut still filled with lead when it arrived. Days and passed and all the while the timer just kept ticking away, counting down each day.