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Chapter 1 - The offset
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Claire looked gorgeous as she rode up and down my raging pecker. Her rumpled blonde hair partially covering her face she lolled her head from incline to side as her sexual climax wracked her entire body. Her beautiful breasts quivered and shook like only big breasts can. Shortly, she collapsed on top of me as her climax left her spent of energy.

Without pulling out, I managed to roll her onto her rear and continued fucking her. She took it like a champ, although she was n't much Thomas More than a rag bird. All she managed to do was pant and moan as my cock slammed into her time and again.

'' Oooooh ... yes ... yes ... '' she cried out, along with the casual `` Michael '', which was near because that was my name. Once, my ex-wife called out `` Dylan Thomas ! ``, which struck me as odd. She 's gone, now.

I 'd chased Claire for almost 3 months, although that really was n't my style. After my divorcement, I played it pretty fast and loose with the ladies. Nothing too deep, zero too serious, just kept it sparkle. If the lady was in to me, then, heavy ! If she was n't, no worries, there 's more.

But Claire showed up in the business office one day selling some software, and she hit me like a ton of bricks. I turned into jelly around her. I tried everything, and eventually we dated. And finally, we fucked, this night.

I squeezed one tit hard as my other arm supported me. Her easy flesh felt tremendous in my hand. Just beautifully squishy and yet firm, with very responsive nipples. I pushed it up to her boldness and sucked her tit right next to her face. I withdrew slightly and offered Claire her own nipple, to which she accepted and gently drew into her mouthpiece. I kissed her and she released her teat ; we both licked it vigorously as my congested cock continued to fuck her sozzled pussy.

'' Micheal ... I 'm going to ... ( gasp ) ... cum again ... cum in me delight ! ``

'' You 're on the tab, yes ? ``

'' No, but it 's okay ... please Michael. ``

Yeah, heard that one before. That 's how I got married the outset time. She ended up miscarrying but we were married by then.

'' Okay baby, I 'm going to cum in you ! '' I cried out, faking it. I flexed my shaft a twain prison term and her twat responded with death-grip clutches as she came. I wanted to cum on her tits and face. I wanted to coat her entire body with my sperm. I wanted her to eff that she was very limited to me. I could barely hold my cum.

'' snatch your tits, child ! '' I said as I fucked her.

Claire squeezed them for me as I pumped a few to a greater extent clip, then pulled out and straddled her stomach.

I stroked a couple clip and felt the wondrous touch as hot cum began flying out of my cock.

Claire screamed, `` What are you doing ! ? '' She immediately released her bosom and went to block her face with her hands. My cum splashed onto her tit and a duo streams hit her blocking men full force. Dammit, would 've gone right in her mouth, too. She turned her head as far to the side as it would go. Still, a few stray drib and splashes got through and hit her impudence and neck.

I still had a couple shots left when she struggled out from under me, pushing me aside. She ran to the lavatory, holding her hands up in disgust, as if they were covered in dogshit or something.

'' Why did you have to wreck everything ? '' she cried.

Jesus of Nazareth, really ? My cum 'wrecked everything'?

The spigot ran for several moment as she cleaned up. hell, I 'm storm she did n't take a bath or a cascade. Finally she came out, one of my towels wrapped around her. She had pinned up her pilus, apparently so none of my nasty stuff would come in contact with her favourable locks. Hey, she did deliver gorgeous hair's-breadth, but still, man.

She began gathering up her clothes. She would n't look at me.

'' You know, '' I began. `` I licked your pussy for at least a half an hour tonight. ``

'' Thank you. ``

'' Well, I enjoyed it. So ... then ... it 's okay for me to do that to you, but my sperm is unacceptable ? ``

'' I asked you to cum inside me, commemorate ? ``

Yeah, I remember. I also commend your tune-up blow job was decrepit at topper, and lasted almost a moment and a half. I was just so excited to ingest you in my bed that I did n't listen it at the time.

She was now dressed. She stopped and looked at me, a little pleadingly, I thought.

A selfish lover. So many prison term it 's the great-looking women who are just bare in bed. I guess they figure their looks are respectable enough, we men should be grateful just to be with them at all.

'' Do n't call me, '' I said. She left in a huff.

People should just deliver planetary house around their neck. `` I suck at blowjobs. '' `` I do n't do Anal. '' `` I wo n't lick puss. '' It would hold open us all a lot of difficulty in the hanker run.

I was rather disappointed. We had talked of taking next week off and going to my mountain cabin. Spending a workweek with her in a cabin, screwing, hiking, fucking, skinny dipping, boffing this beautiful fair sex. Maybe I could still phone her and --

No ! Bad ! ginger snap out of it ! Who needs a selfish beauty ?

Right. I 'll go anyway. By myself.

I packed up my Jeep with a caboodle of gear and headed north out of genus Phoenix, up to Colorado. No, I 'm not telling you where it is, exactly. I do n't call for a clustering of you people showing up here, especially after all that 's happened.

It 's not so much a cabin, anymore, as it is a castle.

It 's a cooperative venture between myself and three of my high schoolhouse sidekick. One of them, Jacques Louis David, had this land above a small Town. We decided it would urinate a cool getaway. So we built a low cabin and took good turn using it on weekends. We each contributed a certain sum of money of money each month for advance and such. After 15 twelvemonth, it 's pretty fricking awesome. The master copy cabin is gone. Instead, the billet looks like a dainty southwestern adobe house. It 's rather shoddy, though, as the walls are 3 animal foot of brand, brick, grunge, and adobe. The windows are merely decorative ; they conceal 'ports'that are great for shooting out of. Yeah, it 's kind of a castle.

Add to that we 've got a partially submerged and hidden storage area where we 've got 3 40'containers of food, clothing, provision, weapons, ammunition. Then, in the service department, we 've got a Unimog ( crazy, go anywhere Euro-truck built by Mercedes ) two 4-seater rhinoceros, a two seater Razr, and a few bike. I do n't ride the cycle, though ; too uncoordinated.

The house/castle quietus 8 comfortably, but you could squeeze in 12 or even more in a emergency. We made it for each of us 4, plus 1 each, for 8. Then, one of my brother had a child. Uh oh. If we all have infant, there wo n't be any way. So we laid the creation for another castle just a few ft away. Should take in a year or two to finish.

We were n't exactly paranoid, we just were n't convinced that the world would go along going along on its merry way.

Turns out, we were right.

I was the `` selective information Officer '' of our chemical group. meaning, I built us a mesh with satellite admittance to the 'net. I had redundant host and spare parts to last for old age and geezerhood. constituent of my job was to download stuff, information. So I downloaded Youtube videos of how to make diesel motor fuel, tutorials on farming, articles on gunsmithing, calf-birthing, caprine animal milking, account book on making whisky, plus I ripped K of movies and stored them, too. We had a pretty good encyclopedia of knowledge and entertainment going. Oh yeah. And porn. I downloaded lot of porn. video and floor. guy got ta have fun, you know ? It ai n't all doom and gloom.

So I went up the Sat after Claire. I got the solar board out and set them up. Got out the wind generator, checked the batteries, checked the fuel tier, checked our water tanks ... basically made the place livable.

I was fishing in the creek, I had nabbed a trout already, when my cell phone went off. It was Jacques Louis David, one of my cabin buddies. He was in New York.

'' Dude ! '' he exclaimed. `` It 's on ! computer code Zebra ! ! It 's really on ! ``

'' Uh, what 's on ? '' We had code words for disasters. But I had forgotten what this one was.

'' Zombies man ! It 's on ! ``

'' Right ! I just caught a trout who 's variety of a zombie. I thought it was dead but then it flopped around -- ''

'' No I 'm good ! Go tick off the site, man ! ``

So I assured him I would discipline it out. Reluctantly, I put the nearly dead fish back in the creek, packed up my gear wheel and strolled back to the cabin. I flipped on the browser to our preferent prepper site.

There was ONE story about a guy eating another guy. I mean, Dahmer did to a greater extent than that. Then there was some guy in Florida a couple yr ago doing that. That 's not exactly a Zombie Apocalypse. I called Saint David back.

'' swell, I 'm giving you the big 'So what'on this one ! ``

'' No Michael. I know this guy. A doctor. He said he saw a guy at the infirmary rise up after a heart onrush. He bit like three nurse and orderlies. The sensitive passed it off as a crazed lunatic. ``

'' Alright, stand by. '' I found the news stories about that, it was like he said. Nutjob on a rampage.

'' Yeah, '' said David. `` The media is covering it up. I know. It 's only one thing. But the guy is my Doctor. It 's on. I 'm telling you. I 'm sounding the warning device. ``

'' Well, I 'm already here, so hurry the fuck up. ``

We hung up and I thought about it for awhile. zombi. If that 's avowedly, I 'll need more of my guns. Here at the cabin, I 've got only got my necessitate AR-15 and Glock 21, two of each. One was for my wife, now ex. ( We decided to give standardized guns for parts etc. So, we had 8 AR-15s and 8 Glocks stored. ) That 's fine, but I want my 1911, my other AR with the fancy scope, my Howa 308, my Benelli shotgun, my other pistols, and more ammunition, and some other crap. And, night as well get as a lot food as I can while the store 's are still open.

I 've got time, right ? It 's only 20 hours round-trip. I got going.

So I locked up the place, loaded up the AR and my Glock and a few hundred rounds for each, and took off for home.

On the way, a story came on the radio receiver of a different crazed man on a violent disorder who attacked three hoi polloi at a mortuary in Denver. I pushed the jeep 's gas pedal a little more.

After a grueling trip home, I was exhausted. It was about midnight, after all. However, I had to maintain going. I packed up clothes, ikon, trinkets, cameras, anything of economic value. I have a decent-sized off-road utility trailer, so that got partially filled up with all that poppycock. My Jeep I filled with my guns, ammo, other weapon system, my gold and silver grey rounds, all my tools, and cans of gas. Grabbed my topical anaesthetic stash of cash, about 9 grand.

Then I went to the 24-hour Super Walmart.

Now, we each had over 4 days of solid food per someone stored at the cabin, but it 's all freeze-dried and dehydrated stuff. Not all that exciting. I wanted some good hooey if the Earth was ending.

So I literally bought most of Walmart 's canned fruit. Filled up an full shopping cart of peaches and pear tree and pineapple. shoot that out to the drone and dumped it. Went back and bought another cart of canned vegetable. Then I went for the give notice pith like stews, tuna, chicken, spam, chili. Took two handcart for all that.

More trips for soups, vegetables, and then the box of potato dishes and alimentary paste cup of tea. More trips for cooking oil, spices, and Sir Thomas More stuff I do n't even no what. At some point in time, one of the workers started helping me so matter went faster. Still it took almost four hours.

'' Uh, sir ? '' the prole, Stan, had asked me. `` What 's all this for, if you do n't listen me asking ? ``

I thought about it for a moment, then spoke straight up. `` might be the snake god, Stan. You should get ready. Get some intellectual nourishment and dogshit. '' I tipped him a couple of hundreds. He was really helpful.

As I was checking out the last pushcart, a frantic call came over the loudspeaker.

'' code bluing to ladies wear ! computer code Blue ma'am Wear ! ``

I looked quizzically over at the helper dandy, Stan.

'' Medical, '' he explained. `` Usually means some old dame fell. But could be a eye flak or apoplexy. We get those sometimes. I got ta go see to it it out. ``

I paid the clerk. We heard screams coming from close by. Coming from the noblewoman clothing section. Two womanhood staggered out from the rack, bombastic wounding on their arms. Kinda looked like bites.

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Chapter 2 - The Rescue
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I got the perdition out of Dodge, err, genus Phoenix. When the shit hits the fan, you want to be first out or you 'll be stuck in traffic jams forever. Fortunately, it was about 4 am Dominicus morning so the road were basically void. I began coaxing my heavily laden landrover up the 5,500 foundation mounting on I-17 to Flagstaff.

Talked to my chum on the cell, they were all making their way to the cabin with their married woman. Claire called, she sounded panicky. She apologized, and could I delight ingest her to the cabin ? I told her to go to the Walmart I was just at and buy a gun and some ammo. She told me to fuck off. I told her to give suck a gumshoe until it cums.

Called my parents. They did n't believe me about anything. Dad did check that the room access was locked. sigh. I 'd set them up with as much hooey as I could, but you can only do so much for people. They did n't desire to issue forth over from Lope de Vega. They do have a shotgun, water bbl, MREs ... should finish them a couple months.

Went up to Flagstaff and turned eastern United States on 40, could see some blast burning in the footling city. Went 50 some-odd nautical mile outside of town, then found a incline route to hide out and take up a rest.

Many hours later, I finally made it back to the cabin. Had lots of excitement, though. Ran over 10-12 zombies. injection a few more. Saved a few lives, for the prison term being, at least. Lesson for the future, firing your gun INSIDE a car is hazardous to your audition ! The movies do n't get up you for how loud that can be !

The petty town just below our compound in the hill seems to be okay. The news is reporting instances of act of terrorism on a enceinte scale. No acknowledgment of zombie spirit, though. Wow. Thanks for the fair and balanced reportage. Do n't need people to screw what 's really happening. The web site are going unbalanced though. Youtube has footage up that is shocking.

Saint David stopped answering his cell phone. So did Chris and Steven. Maybe the cells went down due to exponent outages ? They are far too smart to get caught up in this bull. I hope. But then, I drove out of only one actual city. They 've got scores of city to get through.

I swept the area, all earn. Then I started unloading the dawdler and Jeep, and got down to the business of survival.

Two More days went by before the first zombie showed up in town. At least, that 's what I figured. I could hear the gunshot, and could see cars speeding about the space. havoc. I considered going down to aid, but, what can one man do ? There were hundreds of them. Plus, I did n't really experience the layout well, would probably just get myself killed. Ah, who am I kidding. I was just being a pussy.

I re-considered on the third day.

Now, my Jeep wrangler already proved to be a pretty in force zombie-striker. It 's lifted and sitting on 37 '' offroad tire, M/T 's with serious knobby tread. It 's the 4-door mannikin outfitted with extra gas tanks, 5.13 gearing, offroad lights and nicknack, it 's reasonably large. And it has a big ass bumper in the straw man which proved great at knocking over Zed and his Zed friends. But for material survival of the fittest, I 've got the Unimog. It 's built about 4 times solid than the jeep, has higher soil clearance, has four doorway and a camping bus box on the back-end. They were originally made as a German army-type fomite, then they became uncommitted to the world. This one was originally a command and communications hand truck. We rigged it up as an emergency truck with a ladder, health check gear, ardor asphyxiator, gun wheel, everything we could think of.

I put on my camo gear. Then I put on Chris 's dirtbike geartrain. It has surd plastic patch that cover the chest and back, forearms, human elbow, upper arms. I figured it would be harder to get bite that way. Put on my pectus rig which held my 1911 and 6 cartridge for that. It also held 8 mags for my AR, 30-rounders. Pulled on my steel toed flush, shin guard duty, knee pads, and a dirtbike helmet and goggles. I 've also got these Kevlar baseball mitt that are supposed to be knife-proof, I hoped they were teeth-proof. I looked like a confused regular army man, nil really matched but what the sin. I do n't postulate to be camouflaged from Zed, just need to be hard to eat. Grabbed my shotgun, AR, and a bottle up .22 calibre rifle.

Got in the Mog and labour to town.

Much of the town was still, I turned down onto the deserted main street and kept a tone out. In my mirrors I could see a strange website ; zombies exiting stores and turning to watch over my motortruck. Was everybody dead ?

Suddenly, shots rang out and my blessed Unimog was hit ! The guesswork came from an upstairs window of a house. I returned ardor ( had my helmet on to protect my hearing this prison term ! ) and stomped on the gas. The Mog, rather reluctantly, responded and I turned off to a position street. I zigged and zagged a bit and lost my living dead that were trailing me. I stopped the hand truck and took off my helmet.

It was pipe down. Too quiet for the snake god Apocalypse.

A Zed rounded the street corner and shuffled towards me. I mean, I think he was a Zed. pedigree covered face and chest of drawers, vacuous stare ... I grabbed the curb .22 and fired at his capitulum. Two shots and he dropped, but not before he let out the moan.

The zombi spirit moan. We learned to hate and reverence that phone. The moan seemed to be a `` Hey Zombie friends, there 's inwardness over here ! '' kind of a thing. I knew more were coming soon. I heard some more zombie moan behind me.

Time to go. I got back in the cab and was ready to turn the key when I heard several female screams from a nearby theatre. Shit. That 's also the charge where the moans came from.

I took the paint ( did n't want to leave them in the ignition and take some live asshole take off in it ), put my helmet back on, grabbed my expectant AR-15 rifle, and trotted to the house to investigate.

As I climbed the steps up the porch, I could see many Z milling about interior, trying to get up the steps where the screams were coming from. I took aim and started shooting. Headshots only, you know. Which is n't that slowly considering a head is n't very big and they are moving, not holding still. So it took me a shot and sometimes two or three to drink down one. But the AR is semi-automatic, meaning all I have to do is pull the initiation for each fastball, so I can shoot pretty fast. full auto would 've been nice ... shoulda got that instead but that 's illegal in Colorado River. Thanks, politicians.

As the zombie started dropping, the still populate ones ... or ... still undead ones, turned and saw me and came my direction. The moans increased, calling their friends.

My first clip emptied, I flipped it over and stuck in the second gear one I had taped to it. Firing steadily, I killed them and the one on the steps. I then tried climbing the step, but it was broad of rakehell and Al Gore and really beat zombies. The screams continued upstairs, but I could n't get there. I could hear some moans up there, though.

bastard ! Some zombie spirit SOB grabbed my leg ! I fell backwards but landed on a lounge. The offending Zed reached out from beneath a pile of drained zed. The female person wow continued upstairs, I figured I could bolt down this come one later.

I ran back away, started the Mog and backed her right wing up to the business firm, destroying the picket fencing and garden in the process. But now the top of the fundament motor home box was pretty much in blood with the porch ceiling, which led to the mo chronicle window. Climbed up the hood, onto the cab, onto the box, up the porch screening, and I landed in the on a higher floor hallway.

The izzard up here saw me, turned and moaned, and died again in a hail of 5.56 mm bullets. The screams continued in a bedroom. I turned in to see a gal and a adult female trying to hold off two zombies with chairs. A bunch of mass were backed up in the corners of the way. They were n't going to last a good deal longer. I reached over my shoulder and pulled out my Crovel, a humble but weighed down responsibility combining pecker of crow-bar and shovel. The digger bound are sharpened to act like an axe. It also has a saw sharpness and a bottle opener, so it 's jolly aplomb. I hooked one Zed with the pry bar end and pulled him off the young girl.

'' top your face ! '' I yelled to the girl. I did n't desire her to get splashed with blood.

I brought down the Crovel and sliced his head like a watermelon. I repeated the action with the other Zed, pulled him away and sliced his mental capacity in two.

automaton moan outside. They 're coming in the household again.

I surveyed the situation, but there was too practically going on. There were respective female person and one guy that were all up and standing in semi-defensive stances. Plus a few that seemed to be down. Nobody had any guns, just some garden rakes and art object of wood, a baseball bat. They were all terrified, whimpering, and seemed quick to render up. They were also mostly in skirts and hound, which seemed odd to me. The Unimog had room for these people. My cabin had room as my buddies did n't seem to be coming. It is kind of lonely up there ... I made a snap-decision.

I took off my helmet to demonstrate them I was just a regular guy.

'' You guys want to get out of here ? ``

A chorus of `` Fuck yeahs ! '' and other affirmatives followed, until this older fair sex stepped forward from the others. And by one-time, I mean she was probably my age. She was the one that was fighting off a Zed earlier but was now tending to a young woman on the floor.

'' Do you give any medical provision ? '' she asked, desperately. `` First aid kit ? solid food ? What ? I 'm responsible for these girls. ``

She was stunning. Her medium distance black fuzz was a mess. She was foul ; blood and soil on her fount, and I thought she was the prettiest thing I had ever seen. form of Latino looking, maybe, or Italian.

'' lady, I 've got everything you need. '' Jesus of Nazareth ! Did that phone stupid or what ? Let me try that again.

'' I mean, I 've got a secure space, food, first aid, to a greater extent guns, you 'll be safe. dependable than here. '' She thought about it for a moment. I held out my hand. `` It 's now or never, sweetheart. ``

The zombie moans from downstairs pretty much sealed the deal. `` They 're coming up again, '' said one of the girls.

'' Let 's go, '' the lady said.

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'' Any of you ever shot a gun before ? '' I asked with not much hope.

'' I have, '' this tiny, dirty-blonde haired female child spoke up. `` My dad 's a captain police sergeant in the Corps. I 've shot M-4s and AR-15s a lot. ``

'' Ok, '' I said, handing her the gun. `` appearance me. make the weapon. ``

She dropped out the mag, pulled the charging handgrip which ejected the round in the chamber.

'' Ok, I guess you do roll in the hay what you 're doing. Here. '' I handed her two fully 30-round magazine. `` Watch the step. We 're going out the roof here. ``

She slapped in a mag and put the other in her blouse. She chambered a round.

'' Rock and paradiddle ! '' she said with gusto. She fired a stroke down the stairs. Then a pair more.

'' Got em ! '' she hollered. `` roll in the hay yeah ! ``

'' safe female child ! slam placement, do n't waste ammo. Somebody get my helmet ! ``

Blake, the dude of the lot, helped me with the consume girl. She was bleeding pretty badly from a wound to her cover, her clothing was in tittle. It was intemperately to maneuver her because we were trying not to touch her spine. The fairly noblewoman was helping too. Turns out this wounded girl was her girl. We finally got outside, and saw more snake god. They saw us, too, and moaned. Just for fun, I guess. They already moaned once. Why are they still moaning ?

'' Hey ! '' I yelled to the business firm. `` What 's that chick 's epithet ? The shooter ? We need her out here ! ``

'' That 's Erin, '' a gal said. `` I 'll get her. ``

'' OK then. Some of you barricade the stairs so we do n't get caught from arse. '' They started dragging a chest of drawers across the floor.

Erin came outside and let out a `` Holy fuck '' as she saw the izzard converging on my truck.

'' scratch shooting, sweetheart. Stay on this side, though, I 'll get the other English. And you. Yeah you. ``

'' Tina, '' a gal said.

'' Tina. Hi. Spot for her. Tell her which ones are closest. Kill the closemouthed ones first, then solve your way out. Here, hold these two magazine publisher. Do n't contrive away the empties. ``

Zed was out in wide force, but we needed to move. Erin was proving to be a dead-eye, though. Necros were falling everywhere. I pulled out my .45 and clicked off the safety.

'' guy rope, I 'm going down to crystallise them out over here. ``

I hopped down on the cowling of the Mog and killed a couple right by the driver 's door of the truck.

Bam Bam ! Another one over here ... Bam ! And here ... Bam ! Bam ! shit missed Bam ! Bam ! Bam ! chink ! Oh yeah, only eight round of drinks in my .45. Got ta keep intimately racecourse when I 'm shooting.

Dropped out the mag and slammed another one in. Bam ! got the shit head ! Then I jumped down on the ground as we now had a little breathing room. I waved down a couplet girls, put them in the backseat of the truck as I started it up. Uh oh. Here comes an worthless fucker ... Bam ! Went to the back of the truck and cleared that domain out. Bam ! Bam !

'' crystalise ! '' I hollered up to the girls. `` Bring down the hurt girl ! Then everyone else. Erin, you keep scout ! ``

Not as gently as we would stimulate liked, we got the injured girl down and into the camper box of the truck. The other girlfriend struggled getting down and got inside. Finally, Erin scampered off the top like a pro. She killed a couple more as they neared us.

'' You 've got 'shotgun''', I said, meaning the front tail end with me.

We pulled out slowly, squishing dead nous and organic structure as we went. The truck lurched and heaved side to side as we listened to the sickening sounds. Two or three solar day ago, these were moms and dads, shopkeepers, barbers, senior high school school kids ... today they are just stagnant meat walk. This world sucks.

'' There 's one ! '' called out Erin.

'' Here, try this one instead. '' I handed her the strangled .22. It was quieter. She took aim.
Clack ! ( miss ) clapper valve !

'' Got her ! '' she exclaimed. She shot a few more on our way out of town. She 's really liking this, it seems. Her face glowed. The other three girls in the back bum mostly just whimpered and whiff a little.

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Chapter 3 - The Arrival
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We got up to my chemical compound. Locked the logic gate as I was sure we would have some followers. Found out that the hurt lady friend was Lorraine and the female parent was named Gayle. We brought Lorraine inside to our little aesculapian room. Yes, we actually have a room for this. Like a tiny doctors office. She was barely conscious, but I got her to swallow some body of water and Oxycontin and amoxicillan. I could n't help point out that, underneath her mangled blouse, Lorraine had tremendous breasts. Like mother, like daughter, I guess.

I told Tina to take the lady friend in the kitchen, open up some cans of chili con carne and bulge warming them up. secernate her about the cornbread mix and butter flakes, and that they should all drink a lot of water.

back to the hurt Lorraine. As I mentioned earlier, I 'm the information guy. My chum St. David was the checkup Man. He took all the Red Cross training and CERT form and studied the Christian Bible and diddlyshit. I hate ancestry. Especially mine. But I 'm not too fond of other multitude 's blood, either.

Gayle looked at me as if to say, 'Well, fix her up !'I took a deep breath and pretended I was a doctor.

I cleaned the wound as best I could. Got out the needle and suture thread, and stitched her up. Fortunately, Lothringen had passed out by this clock time. My stitches would have made the Frankenstein creature rosiness, they were that bad. But they seemed to bind the skin together. I slathered her with antibiotic ointment and bandaged her up. Throughout it all, I could n't help but notice that no topic how pretty her mother was, this hurt girl was even prettier. I mean stunning. And, hopefully, 18. the Nazarene, I should be thinking that hopefully she does n't die !

I had Gayle tell me some of their story, how the miss got here and stuff. I was trying to restrain her intellect off of what a bad job I was doing.

They were at a funeral home in Denver when one of the dead people got up and started biting folks. They lost some of their hoi polloi. Gayle was trying to be strong, helping me, trying to re-assure me that my doctoring was fine. I finished the last bandage.

'' That 's the substantially I can do, Gayle. ``

Now that it was over, she looked at me with bust in her eyes.

'' If you had n't come along when you did ... ( sniff ) ... and killed those ... thing ... ( sniff ) the Nazarene ... we 'd all be ... we 'd all be numb right now ! ``

She fell in my arms, sobbing. I hugged her, comforted her, patted her back, told her it was alright. But she really needed the emotional firing and just cried for several minutes.
Tina came in to say dinner party was set up, I told her we 'd be out in a trivial bit. She nodded, understanding.

Gayle began to derive back to normal. `` I, I do n't bonk how to give thanks you ... I do n't even sleep together your name ! Oh I 'm such an ass ! ``

'' Shhh ... it 's all right sweetheart ... I 'm Michael. Michael Larson. ``

'' Gayle Sanchez. fountainhead, thank you, Michael. You 've saved my life and my girl 's ... May I give you a kiss ? ``

She tentatively looked at me. I smiled and moved in to adjoin her halfway.

Our mouth met in a gentle, chaste osculation. I guess I thought it would go for maybe a second at the most. But we stayed there for several seconds ... then I squeezed her a little tighter and our buss became a little more passionate. She squeezed me back as our lips pressed harder against each early. I became extremely witting of her tit pressing into me, and my turncock started to stiffen. Her breathing increased, along with mine, our mouths opened a bit, and certainly enough, our tongues met at the Saame clip. She was dirty, smelled a little, and her hair was completely dysfunctional ; I wanted her badly.

My hammer roared to full tending as her moist tongue darted around mine. It pressed into her waist. My hand slid down to her skirt, I could feel the bare skin of her back.

'' Are you guys coming or what ? '' Tina shouted down the Radclyffe Hall to us.

We broke the kiss.

'' Coming ! '' I answered back as we disentangled.

Gayle looked at my bulging pants. `` I 'm deplorable. I should n't give birth -- ''

'' No no, it 's okay, really ! ``

'' Oh god what 's incorrectly with me ? My girl is hurt and I 'm acting all trampy ... ''

'' No steady, it 's just your emotions are running high right now. It 's fine -- ''

But she turned and walked towards the dining area.

I needed another minute or two to calm down. I mean, wow, what a candy kiss ! She was so pretty, though. I thought of my story with pretty women who ended up being selfish, and tried to get Gayle out of my mind.

When I finally came out, I was greeted by a daily round of applause, then origination and hugs and hugs and more hugs. But, I did n't really remember anyone 's public figure that I did n't already know.

They were a pretty estimable looking bunch, and maybe a set of sisters ? William Blake and the missy returned to their bowlful of chili quickly, though. Found out they had been on the run and had n't really deplete much in 3 days. Gayle and I joined in the grub session and the climate was very gay. As in, what 'gay'used to intend. Meaning happy. They were happy to be alive, I was felicitous to have some company, good-looking ship's company at that !

I showed the girls where the shower was, got out some of my ex-wife 's clothes and mine too, and told them to try and regain something that fit. They were mostly just camo clothes, my ex took all her street clothes. Also pointed out the 'feminine products'to which I got more applause and hugs. Told them I was going to lock down the extraneous and would be back in a few minutes.

'' I 'll come with you, '' volunteered Erin, the shooter chick. `` I 'll watch out your book binding. ``

'' Sure, be good to have some to a greater extent eyes. '' She had n't showered yet, but she had washed her font and hand. In all the confusion and fighting earlier, I had n't really noticed her before ; she was pretty fucking good looking. Nice little frame of reference, a petty over five foundation tall and not heavyweight boobs. But they jiggled nicely in her dirty blouse. Like the other lady friend, she seemed improperly dressed for the occasion, but she did have some boots that seemed to fit.

We went outside and got the hired gun out of the Unimog, re-loaded them and walked the perimeter. We spotted a lone zed nearby pushing against the logic gate. She raised her gun, but I pushed the
barrel back down.

'' Look at this, '' I said. I pulled out my Crovel, then pulled out a screw-on stiletto heel from my sac. `` I should 've had this on former today. Was n't thinking. Wan na try it ? ``

Erin practically slammed the rifle into my work force as she took the Crovel with the three inch stiletto heel on the end. She walked to the fence and watched for a moment as the zombi tried to get at us. His public figure tag said `` Hun Davys, Mountain realty. '' His throat was torn up, must have been why he was n't moaning. Being a new zombi spirit, he did n't own that completely crappy look like you see in the flick. He might 've just become undead today, who knows. But his eyes were all red and splotchy, he stank like shit, and his skin was turning that sallow, sick color.

'' Sorry Jerry, '' Erin intoned. `` I do n't imagine we 're interested in selling ! ``

She rammed the spindle right into and through his left eye, piercing his brain. Boche stopped all his useless motions, hung there for a second, then dropped to the ground.

Erin pulled back the spike and wiped the blackish bloody spike in the dirt.

'' You know, '' she said. `` I do n't know what it is. Maybe it 's the guns. Maybe it 's the shooting. Maybe it 's the power I 've got now. But I feel ... I feel so ... '' Her vox trailed off.

'' Um ... yeah ? '' I do n't know what she was talking about.

'' I 'm just completely and totally fucking horny right now. ``

'' No shit ? '' I 've heard about men in wartime, their reactions. Some cried, some get heroic, some became beast, and some got very horny.

'' No dickhead. I want to eff just about anybody right now. But I 'm on my goddamn period ... ''

I did n't quite make love what to say. This situation has n't happened to me before.

'' Yeah, um ... I 'm not so good with the completely bloodline thing ... Fuck, there 's another one over there. ``

Erin was on it. She hustled over and spiked this middle aged zombie woman right in the brow, through the fence.

'' Jesus Christ Jesus ! '' She exclaimed. `` I just HAVE to cum ! ``

Erin dropped the Crovel tool and reached for my AR-15. She started rubbing it between her legs.

'' keep on, sweetheart. Let 's empty that low. '' I did n't want to get shot with my own gun.
She emptied the mag and the chamber.

She then knelt down on the ground with the rifle between her legs. She pulled it up into her pussy and grabbed her tits through her blouse. She moaned with pleasure as she gripped the rifle with her thighs.

This was just too good. I got my thickening dick out.

'' Saviour Jesus, yes ! Let me draw that, please ? Let me suck your big gruelling cock. ``

With one hand pulling the rifle into her pussy, she gripped my raging peter with the former and immerse me with her mouth.

Fucken A ! She took probably 6 of my 8 column inch into her hot mouth. Then she bobbed quickly up and down my shaft, her hand following her mouth and squeezing my cock so hump hard.

She spoke between her moans. `` Mmm, mmm, mmm ... you liking this ? Mmm, mmm, mmm ... this is gon na make me cum ... mmm, mmm, mmm, god it 's so big ... ``

She kept `` mmm-ing '' as she gave me the most vigorous blowjob I 've ever had. I was losing my mind.

'' You fucking GO Erin ! Yes ... you were a ass animal today ... you 're a do it severely corps killer ... suck that peter, suck it suck it suck it oh FUCK I 'm gon na cum ! ! ``

I expected her to pull back, but she did n't give stride at all. She kept sucking my hard cock as it began to pulse and throb.

Fiery crack of sperm exploded into her sass, down her throat. She kept her mouth on the tip as her paw stroked me, coaxing out more cum and more cum. She swallowed immediately to seduce room for it all, and swallowed some more.

I stopped cumming and she fell back onto the ground. I followed her and pushed the rifle aside. I just grabbed her pussy through her gasp and shook and squeezed her.

She hollered `` YES '' and yanked up her shirt to expose her gorgeous breasts. With my early hand I grabbed the rifle and placed it on her titmouse, she grabbed it and rubbed it furiously on them as I continued to shake her cunt.

In just a few moments she clenched my hand with her stage and thrashed about as her orgasm took her.

'' F-U-U-U-U-U-C-K ! ! ! ! Oh fuck ... shit ... SHIT ! ! ! ! '' she repeated as the wave kept cumming.
I spotted a zombie at the fence. I traded hands so my right was now rid to draw and quarter my .45.
Boom ! And the Zed 's mind exploded.

'' holy place FUCK ! ! ! ! '' Erin screamed as her orgasm seemed to increase in ferocity. `` Do it again ! ``

Boom ! I fired at a tree.

'' FUCK ! ``

gravy !

'' JESUS you 're killing me ! ! ! ``

roar !

'' AAAUUGHHH ! ``

thunder roar Boom windfall !

And she finally collapsed, her consistency trembling as her arms hit the dirt.

I dropped the vacate pistol on the ground.

I was hard as a fuck rock again. I had never seen such a animal exhibit in my life. I furiously stroked my cock as she watched. In a few irregular I shot a pocket-size warhead right on her gorgeous lilliputian titty. The spermatozoan was less, but my orgasm was neat. holy place shit.

Erin wiped up my cum from her tits and licked it off her finger. All of it. What a nooky trooper.

'' Maybe we 'll kill some more Z tomorrow, '' I said, putting myself back together.

'' z ? '' she asked, dusting herself off.

'' Yeah, snake god. z. Zees. Zekes. You want to kill some more, right ? ``

She nodded and hugged me and kissed me, hard. I picked her up and she wrapped her legs around me and all my gear.

'' I need you to fuck me, Michael. Seriously. auntie Flo leaves town in a couple days. ``

'' You make surely it 's all clear and I 'll eat your snatch boulder clay you beg me to stop. ``

'' That 's not gon na happen ! You 'll be licking twat for days then. ``

'' Whatever it takes ''

We kissed some more, she finally slid down to the ground.

I parked the Unimog in its spot, and tidied up the area.

We went back inside.


- - -

'' Was that Sir Thomas More shooting we heard ? '' asked Gayle.

'' Yeah, '' I answered, loosening my gear. `` Few more zombies showed up. Right at the fence. ``
Some of the girls were all freshly and cleanse. They looked awesome in mine and my ex-wife 's camo bloomers and jersey. A couple were still unsportsmanlike, waiting their turn. Blake was all plumb too. Guess he did n't experience about 'ladies first .'

'' So uh ... I 've got a calculator in this niggling office over here. And I 've got a tablet. They 're both connected to the web. Or what 's remaining of it. Why do n't you do ... five moment transformation until everyone has a shot at it, then postulate ten minute break. ``

You never saw youth people move so fast in your life. Gayle got a chortle out of it. Nice to see her smile.

'' Anyone you want to mark off on ? '' I asked her.

'' It can wait, '' she replied. `` Just some friends. ``

'' There 's no, uh ... 'Mr. Gayle'? ``

'' Haha ! '' she laughed. `` Not for a few old age. '' She smiled warmly at me.

'' How 's your girl, um ... ''

'' Lorraine. ``

'' Yeah, Lorraine. Sorry, there 's so many of you. ``

'' Well, she 's resting comfortably. Probably need to transfer the bandage. There 's still some blood coming out. ``

'' Yeah. Probably due to my crappy sewing. Maybe we 'll put some super glue on it to help seal up the lesion. ``

One girl shrieked. `` My parents are live ! In Beantown ! ``

Gayle and I chatted a bit as we headed back to the aesculapian room and re-patched her daughter, Lothringen. Found out to a greater extent of what they were doing when this all started. Turns out they are from the college in Boulder, CO. A group of 20 of the sorority missy had gone down to south Mile-High City for a funeral of one of their friends who 'd been killed in a car chance event. The religious service was at a funeral home and, during the service, one of the early deadened bodies came out of the back room and started to bite folks. This zombie bit five or six people before they subdued it. The girls fled in panic. Gayle, the house female parent, had driven the sorority bus down. As they tried to make their way back, massive dealings mess developed as zombies and people ran crazily all over the streets. Then, one of their fille died from being bitten earlier. She turned quickly, and bit some of the girls on the bus.

In the ensuing mayhem, they all abandoned the bus, only to get caught up in the shitstorm on the city streets. They finally re-took their bus, but were down to 15 girls at this gunpoint. Gayle tried to guide north, to go back dwelling house, but everything was blocked. She found an opening move south and went that way.

Everywhere they went, it seemed to be getting worse. They thought they might hole up in some low place like Colorado bound or Littleton, but they were all in the cognitive operation of being over-run. They kept heading south.

They ran out of gas a couple mile from here, and hoof it into town. Not so comfortable with panicky girls and gamey heel. In town, nobody would help them, the automaton were picking them off one by one. They found an abandoned theatre with that kid Blake in it. Then I came along. All tolled, they lost 12 girls.

'' Jesus. I do n't have intercourse what to say. I 'm gladiola I took my helmet off at that mo. ``

'' So am I, '' she said. `` So am I. You do n't make love what it 's like out there. ``

We might 've had another 'moment', but the missy were all around now.

I finally got my shower and came back out. The girls were talking quietly, some were crying as they had n't been able to get in pinch with anybody.

I decided it was meter for a minuscule alteration of pace.

'' Alright ladies. Listen up. We 're having hot chocolate and pic in ten minutes. Get your jammies and get ready for bed ! ``

I made the hot deep brown, and put a liberal total of Pearl Bailey 's in each one. Then I dialed in a movie as the daughter found musca volitans on the sofa with their pillows. Most were in my boxer underdrawers and my olive disconsolate T-shirts. They all asked what motion-picture show, but I would n't tell them.

The music started as beautiful shaft of lot passed by on the screen. The euphony built up ...

'' Is this ... ? ``

'' Are we really watching this ? ``

'' Yes we are ! ``

Julie Andrews appeared on the top of a hill and started singing `` The hills are alive, with the strait of euphony. ``

I brought out the hot chocolates and passed them around. Went and got some Danish butter cooky that I snagged from Walmart, too.

I came out for the conclusion time, Gayle and Erin had saved me a smirch on the couch in between them. Nice. They sort of snuggled against me. I had to pore on the moving-picture show to keep open my erecting down.

As the movie played on, we started singing all the strain pretty much at the top of our lungs. Yes. I 'm a man who likes musicals. Get over it. I like Metallica and STP and Johnny John Cash, too. spread out your judgement a bit.

I tried to get up at one point for re-fills but the girls would n't hear of it. They made more hot deep brown and Bailey 's and made certainly I had everything I wanted.

I surveyed my little party ... bare legs all over, a few savour poking through here and there, two affectionate female leaning against me ... could be worse.

The motion picture finally ended. Had to wake up a couple young woman to get them to their seam. I got hugs and kisses from everyone, even Blake. Well, not kisses, thank God.

I was going to sleep in my computing device room. The regular rooms were replete and, well, this was fine with me. I got the air mattress out and it was as comfy as the beds.

I just settled down and was almost benumbed when I heard fingernails tapping at my door. Maybe it 's Gayle, or maybe Erin wants to suck my prick some more ?

I opened the door to find ... one of the girls. I could n't retrieve of her figure. It 's Kathy, or Katherine, or Katie Lynn or something. She was in my T-shirt and shorts. Her principal hung down, her face partially covered by her gloomy whisker hanging down. She lifted her principal to me ; she had been crying.

'' Something wrong ? '' I whispered to her in the near iniquity. The room was just barely lit by a match of LEDs from the router.

She shook her head, but pushed her way inside and closed the threshold. She pulled off her T-shirt and dropped her short to the story, but all I could see in the darkness was her sad eyes.

I opened my arms and she hugged me, like she was holding on for dear biography. She cried quietly against my chest for several moment as I rocked her. I did n't desire to ask what it was, I could pretty much human body it out. She 's lonely, scared, saw many acquaintance die, probably orphaned now ... still, my cock got heavy because of a naked soundbox pressed into me.

She finally slid her weapon system inside my jersey and raised it up. I took it off, and dropped my own shorts. We got down on the air mattress, incline by incline and kissed long and bass, she still hung on tightly to me.

I moved my helping hand down to her rather plump ass, her soft shape so pliant in my strong paw. She moaned and thrust her glossa in my mouth, searching, exploring. Her hand went down to my peter and gently but firmly gripped me and stroked me.

She rolled onto her back. In the dim Inner Light, I could see her marvelous breast splayed out to the face. messiah, I did n't know she had those ! I went to go down on them, but she stopped me. Spreading her legs, she whispered her only Christian Bible to me.

'' Just fuck me. Please. piece of tail me now. ``

I rolled on top of her, my rock grueling cock between her saucily shaven legs. With just a little maneuvering, my pecker found her pussy. I rubbed myself up and down her cunt a couple clock time, surprised by how wet she was.

I moved so my cock was right at her front room access. Then I entered her domain. She gasped as I slowly sank my cock into her. I just pressed, let my weight come down on her. I drove my cock all the way in. 8 inch of dearest brawn all the way in 8 seconds.

She entwined her legs around mine and we fucked slowly, but powerfully. I withdrew slowly, and re-plunged slowly but pressed her all the way into the mattress. Each stroke brought new groan and gasps from both of us. We slowly increased speed. Little faster. Little harder, too. Her slick cunt walls felt so nice and soaked on my steel surd shaft.

We kissed hard, she did n't require to let go. I grabbed her left tit knockout, I did n't need to let go. But I could find those feelings heading my way. And fucking this hot stripling ( or maybe she 's twenty dollar bill, who the fuck knows I ca n't even suppose of her gens ) with her dodgy puss is helping the situation way too lots. No sum of football thoughts are going to block this. I thought of Gayle, that did it.

'' Baby, '' I whispered. `` I 'm going to cum. ``

She only clenched harder, wanting me to cum inside her. Yeah, maybe not right now ...
The cums finally got to me, I pulled out ( with some difficulty ) and shot my load from right there. Long streaks of cum guessing out, I 'm not certain where they went as it was nearly dark. I stroked until it was all done. Jesus that was nice.

The girl sat up and moved towards my stopcock, and found it with her mouth. She licked and sucked my cock clean and jerk of her and my juice. I 've GOT to see out what her gens is ! I do n't want this to be a onetime thing. The obvious dawned on me about this clock time ; she had n't cum yet.

I pressed her back down on the mattress and 69 'd her, but mostly my peter just hung in her boldness. But I went to township on her pussy. I just ate her hard, and licked her hard, and grabbed her ass and pulled her apart so I could get my totally face in there. She pumped her clit against my glossa as I jammed most of my helping hand up her dripping twat. I pumped her furiously with my flexing fingerbreadth and thoroughly enjoyed her tasty cunt juices. I slipped my former hand to her ass and pressed in with my cursor finger's breadth. Her juices had oozed down there and it went right in.

Without monition, and without any haphazardness, she clamped her thighs together, locking my hand in place in her ass and slit. I pressed harder on her clit as it pulsed and pulsed. She thrashed around but I held on and observe my grimace right in there. I wanted this child to call up this one.
She finally settled down from her cum somewhat. Then she pushed me off and sat up in the full luminescence of the LED. She dipped a duo fingerbreadth of her right hand into her cunt, got them all wet and juicy. Then, she brought her hand up to her right nipple and coated it with her own juices. With her leave behind hand, she raised her tit to her mouth and basically made out with her own nipple for a minute or so. She did the Same matter again but to her left tit.

fountainhead that was new. And fucking cock-hardening. Christ when I was 69-ing her it did n't get hard again, but seeing this. Christ. I 've cum 3 times in the in conclusion few time of day, not bad for an old man of almost 40.

But now I 'm punishing as ever, ca n't let this go to pine away !

I pointed with my undecided hand to my cock, to render her what she did to me.

She grinned, then turned and got on all quaternion, her pussy and ass in apparent survey of the dim Christ Within. She turned her head back towards me and raised her eyebrows. She does n't mouth a lot, but we seem to empathise each former pretty well without the chatter.

I moved in behind her, preparing to mount her pussy. My head pressed into her twat backtalk, still wet from her secretion. She suddenly moved forward, out of range.

She turned and looked at me again, and shook her principal. This could only mean one thing.
'' You sure ? '' I asked. This was n't something that, in my experience, most bird enjoyed very very much. Certainly not untested chicks.

I dropped down a small and played with her kitty, getting my fingers wet so I could lube up her prick. I drew up as much spittle as I could, also, to add to the mix. After a arcminute or so I assumed the position again, only a minuscule mellow this time.

I dripped a final saliva on my cock, and pressed it against her asshole.

The header slid properly in.

She stiffened slightly at first of all, but I worked it back and forth a spell and she relaxed again. With some more back and forth action at law, I pressed a little harder, going deeper into this usually forbidden area. I did n't want to press to hard, though, and hurt her or scare her off.

Next thing I know she just backs up into me, hard ! My cock sinks to the hilt, so inscrutable up inside her.

She grabbed a pillow and collapsed into it with her face and munition holding it miserly, her ass still pointing into the air to accept her butt-fucking. prison term to go to work !

With increasing intensity, I fucked her ass good. It 's different than a puss, tighter right wing at the possibility but a bit promiscuous once you 're inside. It felt fantastic.

I reached around to frig her pussy with one hand and grabbed a big tit with the other and squeezed the motherfucker out of it. Still not a sound out of her. Hey, I do n't want her to inflame everyone up but I also want to stimulate some impact on her, know what I mean ?

I fucked her faster, so fast I was like a blur in her tight ass. I grabbed her nipple and made a fist with it inside my fingers. My nails dug into her titflesh. I pulled against her cunt and raised her physical structure to meet each flying thrust of my cock.

She squealed into her pillow. A picayune. then more. Then a LOT more as I continued this relentless assault on her person.

She raised up on all fours again, arched her back, and trembled with another orgasm.
I came too, in good order then. I could experience her snatch palpitation and her ass gripped my cock as I shot load after load of hot cum in her ass.

The doorway to my picayune estimator room burst open and somebody hit the lights, bathing us both in harsh, fluorescent splendour. What the factual fuck ?



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Chapter 4 - Midnight Run
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Gayle started talking rapid-fire before the door was fully open.

'' Michael it 's Lorraine she 's in trouble I think and I do n't ... '' she stopped talking mid-sentence as the picture became solve to her.

I pulled out of what's-her-name 's ass with an audible pop. As I stood up, cum strings hung from my cock. Gayle stared at me, then my cock, then at the girlfriend 's gaping asshole that had some cum oozing out of it.

'' What 's the matter with her ? '' I asked, trying to break the tension. My fuck chum tried to dig a yap in the air mattress. She managed to hide a short bit in the blanket. Of course of instruction, by this time, a couple other young lady had come out to see what the problem was. I started dressing.

'' She 's, she 's ... '' Gayle could n't get the words out.

'' What Gayle, get along on ! '' I snapped at her, probably a little too much.

With sudden steel in her spokesperson and a common cold hard stare, Gayle said, `` She 's running a fever of 103.6. She wo n't heat up. I looked at the wound and it seems infected. Her external respiration is shallow and ragged. She needs antibiotic drug, or something. ``

dirt, I thought as I laced up my kicking. I do n't experience any liquid antibiotics, just birth control pill. But you ca n't pee-pee an unconscious someone swallow anovulant and liquid. They 'll likely gag or get their lungs filled with fluid.

'' mortal go get Blake. ``

'' I 'm rightfield here ! '' he answered from just behind the door. Great, everyone seemed to be up at this point.

'' Is there a clinic in town ? ``

'' Uh ... just Doc Brown. ``

'' Does he commit IVs to mass ? ``

'' Um ... um ... Yeah ! When those tramper got lost final stage yr ? We brought them to him after we found them. He put those bags on them. ``

'' Alright, William Blake. Get dressed. RFN. You 're coming with me. ``

'' RFN ? ``

'' Right Fuckin'Now ! '' I hollered. He moved like a bandit.

'' Where 's my shooter miss ? Erin ? ``

'' Uh, '' answered individual who was n't Erin. `` She just ran to back her room also ... yeah she 's getting dressed, too. ``

I looked at Gayle. `` We 'll lay down a speed run to town. 5 minutes. Grab some shit from the Doc 's place. backbone immediately. 10 minutes, upper side. We 'll save her. ``

She crossed her implements of war and just looked at me like this was all my fault.

'' I 'll save her, I promise. ``

I handed her a small hand-held HAM/GMRS radio.

'' Channel 16. Leave it on but do n't telephone us unless we call you. Here 's the button to tattle. ``

I scooped up my regular AR and my fancy one from back home. It 's got a red-dot sight that 's very handy in the dark.

'' Blake, can you inject ? '' I asked as he ran up to me.

'' Um, just air-soft ordnance, yeah. '' Deliverer, what sort of country boy does n't shoot ?

'' Alright, you get the Crovel. Erin, you 're riding shotgun with my good AR. We 're taking the Jeep. ``

We bounced in to town in record meter. The Unimog is an awesome rig, but it 's not literal fasting, and it 's not veridical quiet. I had outfitted my jeep with some full Teraflex parts underneath so we could manage the rough out road at speed with ease.

'' Go down there, '' said Blake, pointing the way. `` Then turn veracious and right again. You 'll be on Main Street. ``

I cut the lights and slowed. The landrover has a quiet exhaust system on it, but it still squeaks and the tire make noise on the paving, too.

'' You can push, right Erin ? ``

'' Yeah, no worries. ``

'' Ok, it 's an automatic. We 're going to back up to the position. I 'm going to deform on these back end lighting to reflect inside. Blake and I will smash and snap up. I want you standing out-of-door, but right by the jeep. restrain it running. I need you to keep the area clear. But do n't film until you have to. Got it ? ``

'' Yes pa, '' she said.

What the fuck ? Daddy ? Whatever ... I do n't experience time to occupy about that.

I busted in a back breaker of drinking glass on Doc 's front doorway. The interference made me cringe, but I figured it was quieter than breaking the whole thing down.

'' eyes tart, '' I whispered to Blake. `` Keep sweeping the light. '' He had a flashlight, I had one mounted on my gun. I reached in and undid the lock. We entered the office.
Kind of messy for a doctor 's berth, I thought. Papers and shit were on the trading floor, things knocked down. Maybe we were n't the for the first time to ransack the place ?

Blake waved towards the back, indicating where to go.

His flashlight hit upon a stainless steel blade locked cabinet down in the back. I looked at William Blake and he nodded. He had his sharpened crovel at the ready. I let him go first.

pillock ... Stupid Stupid STUPID !

He walked past the examining room. I followed, but as I did a snake god came out and grabbed me and knocked me down. Christ Redeemer, I thought, as we fell in the hallway. I do n't have any of my armor on, not even my helmet or goggles or anything.

Old Zed had me pinned. Actually he seemed like a teenaged boy. But he was a big boy. He leaned in for a quick raciness. I could n't get my rifle to bear on something inch away from me. I was kind of sitting on my pistol, so that was no good. I punched him a couple time to stay fresh him away. But Zed never gets tired, or anguish, or deterred. He just keeps coming. My Ka-bar knife is on my bureau rig, if I can just give it ....

Blake screamed.

'' well fucking help me ! '' I hollered to him. I thought he was screaming about my predicament.

I hit my Zed particularly hard at that moment, his headland seemed to be a little off kilter now. I risked a glance at Blake to see why he was n't helping me.

Blake stood a few groundwork from his own zombie. Doc Brown University, from the expression of him. His white coat spattered with parentage, he was coming towards Blake.

I punched my Zed again as strong as I fucking could, further tweaking his headway and neck.

'' Blake ! ! Swing ! Hit Him ! ! ! ``

But William Blake just stood there. 'The Fear'had gripped him. He froze.

I hit my Zed so hard that his cervix broke. He stopped grabbing me and I was able to push him off me just in time to see the Doc bearing down on Blake. I grabbed my rifle and fired off a perfect headshot on the numb Doc.

But I was too late.

Blake dropped the Crovel and grabbed his neck opening. ancestry flowed out around his fingers.

'' Erin ! Get in here ! ``

But she answered with a roaring ! ... bonanza ! godsend !

'' Come on Daddy-oh ! We got bother out here ! ``

darn shit shit shit !

Blake handed me the Florida key to the cabinet.

'' I ... got these from Doc. I 'm blue ... ''

'' No buddy. It 's okay. You did ticket. '' What the piece of ass else was I going to say ?

'' I ... Doc ... he .... ''

I rummaged through the cabinet as Blake tried to explain.

'' He 's been my Doc since forever. I could n't stamp out him. ``

'' I know, Blake. I know. ``

Erin 's rifle blasted a few times.

I found the IV bags. I dumped out a methamphetamine hydrochloride can and threw them all in there. Then I grabbed several tube-looking matter and as many syringes as I could. I also threw in some bottle of pills, and short bottles of liquid state that had drug names on them. I do n't know what they were, I took them all. I looked at Blake as he struggled to speak.

'' Michael ... you have to go. Save Lorraine. '' He was a Noel Coward two minutes ago. Now he 's fully grown granite balls.

'' Come on Blake, you 're coming with us. '' I have to try and do something for this kid.
We got outside, William Blake nearly falling off the sidewalk.

'' What happened ? '' Erin asked in horror. She could see his stock from the rear landrover lights.

'' I got bit. You guys go. I 'm ... done ... I can feel it ... '' I did n't know what to do, or say. He was proper, of course. He was done.

Erin came around on his non-bitten slope, and leaned up and kissed him on the buttock and held him for a moment.

I put my arm on his shoulder.

'' You 're a brave son of a bitch, '' I said, my voice cracking.

'' Yeah ... just go. This really hurts. Fucking hell ... ''

And William Blake turned and walked slowly up the street. In the dim light, some living dead saw him and started shuffling towards him. We had a clean getaway now.

Erin raised her rifle, I pushed it back down.

'' No. It 's my job. ``

I raised my rifle. Sighted in on the target. I paused for a consequence. Exhaled.

Then I pulled the trigger.


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I grabbed a road flare from the back of the landrover and lit it. I tossed it a match metrical foot away. I made her tug away, slowly down briny Street without any ignitor and as soundlessly as possible. I was hoping the flare would draw off the zombies towards its visible radiation, so they would n't follow us home. We turned the corner, and she punched the accelerator for home.

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'' We 're two minutes out, '' I said into the radio.

'' You 're late, '' replied Gayle, tersely. `` You guys just fooling around out there ? '' Ouch.
I did n't respond.

Erin drove like a Baja 1000 star. I sat there and bounced around. Somehow I had gotten my arse belt on, I do n't recall doing that.

I should birth cleared the rooms before we passed them. I 've watched enough cop display and war movies to cognise that you do n't take the air past a fucking elbow room without checking it. Jesus.
William Blake 's stagnant because of me. I got him defeat. Then I had to hit him and leave him in the street, like a rabid dog.

We pulled in to our complex and quickly got inside. Gayle anxiously took the methamphetamine hydrochloride basket full of drugs and began sorting them out on the table. All the early girl were there, waiting anxiously to see what was going to happen. It only took about three more seconds until someone asked the inevitable question.

'' Where 's William Blake ? ``

My pharynx clamped up as I tried to choke back the tears and the screams. They all looked at me. I could n't talk.

Erin rescued me. `` He did n't make it. ``

A corporate gasp rose from the grouping, then a gang of them starting all talking at once.

'' Shut up ! '' hollered Erin. And they did. `` Let 's focusing on getting Lorraine fixed up. ``

Gayle and the others looked at me. I tried to help but my hands were too shaky. I almost spilled the amoxicillan feeding bottle. But I could still help. form of.

'' Tina, '' I finally said, my vocalism sounding weird to me. `` Get the tablet over here. Yeah. suction stop on the server icon, right. Click medical checkup, ok click the IV folder, click that file, yeah admixture. ``

Fortunately, I had my downloaded files pretty well organized. We skimmed and found the steering for the proper amount of money of antibiotic fluid for the IV bag. Erin put in the aright amount.
Then we searched the videos and found how to insert a line for the IV. Gayle watched it twice.

She looked at me, my hands were still shaking.

She gave it a go.

She got it on the inaugural try. We set the drip rate, and hoped for the best.

'' Get some towels under her, '' I said quietly. `` We do n't ingest a catheter for her. '' Gayle understood and we piled up a few for Lorraine to lay on. We still had her on her stomach so it was a bit awkward.

I went to the chief dining table and slumped down in a chair. The girlfriend tried to soothe me, but I did n't require any of that. Erin understood that. She moved them away from me and started to get everyone back to bed. It was right-hand about midnight.

'' Six A.M. little girl, '' I called out. `` We 're getting up at 6. '' They did n't like it, but they did n't say anything, either.

Gayle came to the kitchen. She got out the bailey 's that we partied with earlier and poured a generous glass. She put it in front of me.

'' Thanks. ``

'' I 'm not doing this to be squeamish to you, '' she said, bluntly. `` I need you to calm the blaze down and start performance again. Now, separate me what happened. ``

I sat up and swallowed the drink down.

'' I made a error. It 's all my faulting. '' Gayle just looked at me. `` I let William Blake go ahead of me at the doctor 's office. We went by a elbow room that we did n't clear. I got jumped, then William Blake got confronted but he froze up. The Doc bit him ... I shot the Doc but it was too late ... Then I had to shoot Blake ... ''

I put my head in my hands and sobbed. That pitiful piece of tail kid, he was only 18 or 19.

Gayle got my glass and poured another double shot.

'' face, Michael. Blake was a sweet kid. But he was n't a fighter. When we all crashed into his household, he did n't avail fend off the zombi, he just stood there. It 's not your geological fault. ``

'' Well, I should n't have put anyone who 's that unprepared in that situation. That 's why we 're getting up early tomorrow. We 're starting BASIC grooming. ``

I stood up to go to bed.

Gayle came and gave me a spry hug. I did n't really hug her back as I did n't deserve any hug right then.

'' Thanks for getting the IVs for Lothringen. Kaitlyn was really worried about you. ``

Kaitlyn ! That was her figure. Kaitlyn.

'' I uh ... I 'm not sure what your plan is, but you better watch what you 're doing here. These girls are very ... tender right now. And you 're like some hero forefather shape to them. watch your step. Good Nox, Michael. ``

I trudged to my room and had a frightening sleep.

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Chapter 5 - Basic
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Gayle changed out Lorraine 's IV bag in the middle of the night. The side by side morning, her febrility was gone and she was sleeping comfortably.

'Basic Training'began with a speech communication about this new humankind, we have to toughen up, yadda yadda yadda, we ca n't make any More Blake incidents, etc. We did an hour of calisthenics and cardio.

Then we trained on the weapons. With youtube videos and hands-on education, they became proficient at handling, loading, and clearing the AR-15, the 10/22, and Remington 870 shotgun.
It was rather chilling during training, we could learn Zed moaning external. We had n't locked the gate last dark and they were in the perimeter. The young lady were paying very good attention.

Finally, it was time for live flak training. Gayle stayed down below with Lothringen while the rest of us went up to the roof with one AR and the 10/22 and a bunch of magazines for each. Zed had us surrounded. They saw us and moaned the death moan at us. It was fucking surreal. We were perfectly condom, though. Zed ca n't mount 12 hoof it vertical walls.

I had Erin display the proper position and pointed out how to aim etc. She busted a duad caps, two Zeds fell.

'' Tina, you try it. '' The nice matter about the AR, it shoots a belittled but powerful hummer. Still, the recoil on that is minimal. Women can easily shoot it without losing control of the weapon. Tina took aim.

'' Fatty in the red shirt, '' I called out.

BAM !

'' Okay you 're a lilliputian low, you got his chest. ``

BAM !

'' Still low, hold certain you 're using the nominal head sights, line up both sights. ``

BAM !

'' And he 's down ! Nice one ! Couple more now. ``

And so it went. They all did fairly well, everyone but mark had respective killing. This was what I wanted, they had to get their bridge player dirty. But chump bothered me. She almost seemed to be missing on purpose.

Kaitlyn rubbed up on me a few times. Erin grabbed my ass at one point, but nobody saw. Erin was right there at my door finally night when I pulled my turncock out of Kaitlyn 's gaping ass, but it did n't look to faze her at all. Unlike Ms. Gayle, who seemed to have developed a unconnected but still unattackable dislike towards me. Sorry lamb, one kiss does n't mean we are sole. Although, she is so damn attractive. And sweet, and strong. Christ ...

We broke for tiffin and got the ripe tidings ever, Lorraine was awake ! Gayle introduced us
formally for the first sentence. Lorraine just smiled up at me as we did n't want her moving just yet. My god she was pretty ... I mean her mom was fantastic but Lorraine, wow. She whispered it was nice to meet me, and held my hand for a few moments. Gayle ushered me out of there.

The rest of the day was more training, and then cleaning up. What do you do with 38 utter Zeds on your property ? We ended up fashioning these big hooks out of some rebar we had in a molt. Rebar, that first-rate strong steel they use in concrete structures. We tied two ropes to that so two or four people could drag them across the land. There was a small indentation in the primer coat outside the fence channel, we dragged them over there as in force we could. This ended up being the proficient force training use. You used you legs, weapon, chest, burden, everything.

I need these girls to be strong. I need to number on them. We need to consider back our world.
patsy stayed behind with Lorraine so Gayle could make dinner ready for everyone, which was nice.

I really liked the occupy bodily function all day. It sort of helped proceed Blake out of my point. But in the evening, he came back to bother me. A lot. The girls put on Legally blond. No, not a porno, the one with Reese Witherspoon. I just was n't up for it, though, and retired to my room with a six-pack of Budweisers.

I worked on the computer, checked the control board for new info, put out some information. We, the disjointed few still connected to the Web, were trying to discern if end was caused by the collation only, or if it could be caused by transfer of fluids. Like, say, a Zed drools on you and it gets in your mouth or eye or a cut. Nobody had anything conclusive yet. I said we should acquire it 's transferable without a bite, just to be safe.

The consensus was that Zed was pretty much like a George II Romero living dead ; not really fast, not saucy, drawn to smell, sound and motion, and bore for human bod to eat. fountainhead at least nobody has seen any running zombies. Unfortunately, it seemed that any demise was now a turn-into-a-zombie event. Not just from a bit, but a nitty-gritty attack, too.

Then I looked at our supplies, our land maps, and tried to mean of some plan. Winter was coming. We could n't plant anything now. But there 's plenty we should be doing. The independent thing was, we needed to clean out the townspeople. But before that, we needed to get these girls in pattern and properly outfitted. They were all wearing wearing apparel and skid that did n't really fit.

One more day of training, then we 'll make a another high-speed dash into Town for some stuff.
I heard the motion-picture show ending and the party was breaking up. I went out to say goodnight to everyone and to pee. Six beers, ya recognise. Told everyone that we 're boot camping again tomorrow.

Everyone except Gayle hugged me goodnight. She did say it, though. Lothringen was up, gingerly, gave me a flabby hug. She does n't bed me at all, but everyone 's been filling her in on the Holocene epoch events. Lothringen is ... really pretty. I mean, take your breather away pretty. She looks at you and you puff out your bureau a piffling, suck in your gut.

I had a duad generous shots of Gentleman manual laborer, and I tried going to sleep. But nothing happened. As I lay there, I heard fingernails tapping on my doorway again. Shit. My mind was n't in the right billet for this. Blake 's death weighed very heavily on me.

She tapped again.

I got up and went to open the door. I was fully ready to tell Kaitlyn or Erin that I just was n't in the mood right now. Really. I was.

I flung the threshold heart-to-heart, and there stood Kristin and Lizzie. The Samuel Johnson baby. They were n't twins, being a couple years apart, but they had a strong family resemblance. alight reddish hair, fairly skin, cute lilliputian lentigo ... oh man.

'' Yeah, young woman ? ``

'' We need you, Daddy-man ! '' they whispered in unison.

'' No, '' I protested. `` I ca n't. I 'm all messed up about Blake rightfulness now and -- ''

Kristin raised her arms over her head. Lizzie lifted Kristin 's shirt up and over her psyche. She bent down and licked Kristin 's beautiful pink nipple. Probably a C-cup.

'' You 're going to say no to this ? '' asked Lizzie.

wellspring, I was still very upset about the William Blake situation.

But I 'm also a man.

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Chapter 6 - Revelation
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I woke up alone the next cockcrow, wondering where the babe went. Christ, they were incredible. It 's the form of thing where I ca n't open an exact play-by-play description of what went down, there was just so very much going on ! Plus I was buzzed from the beers and the Jack. But it was something like this :

Lizzie was the older one, 21, it turns out. And Kristin the untested at just past 18. Lizzie, the attacker, pushed me down in my wheelie chair and told me to just sit there for awhile, not to move.

The two lady friend stood properly in front man of me. Lizzie removed Kristin 's pants, exposing her knock off pubic sphere. She raised Kristin 's leg form of preceding me, so she was stepping on the edge of the desk. Kristin held on to the wall for sustenance. Lizzie proceeded to caress Kristin 's dead body, all over, squeezing and kneading all of her parts. And all the while she 's whispering `` search at these tit ! '' and `` Is n't she pretty ? '' and `` She 's so soft '' and things like that. I was concerned for Kristin at first, but she seemed to sleep together it, especially when Lizzie moved around to snog Kristin 's cunt. I went from 80 % punishing to about 200 % when she did that.

I 'd been in a couple of threesomes before. And let me tell you, it ai n't like in the porno. One of the young lady is usually shy, and then someone gets their feel hurt because they are n't getting enough attention or whatever ... almost masses just are n't wired for a multi-person situation.

But these two sisters, different floor ! Lizzie stopped eating her baby 's pussy and turned to kiss me. Her hot, sensuous mouth was enhanced by the dripping pussy juice from Kristin. Jesus, kissing a hot young lady friend, who 's got her own sister 's juice on her brim, I was just melting. I was n't cognisant at the fourth dimension, but all thoughts of William Blake vanished. Sorry, dude.

Lizzie asked me, `` Michael ? Would you like ... Would you maybe kiss Kristin 's pussy for me ? ``

I got up off the chair and all three of us went down to the air mattress. I buried my face in Kristin 's Brigham Young cunt alright. Her juices already flowing from her baby 's tongue, she just squirmed and moaned softly under my gentle assault.

And this is where it gets form of fuzzy. Lizzie went and sucked on Kristin 's titty some more ... then both of us were sucking Kristin 's tits ... then I got rolled on my back and had Lizzie 's slit smashing my face and my stopcock up Kristin 's cunt.

Then ... Well there was rubbing ... and sucking ... and kissing ... and seemingly everywhere I reached there was a nice distaff share to play with or suck or fuck. My cock was never not in a mouth or a slit for very long at all. I remember at one point pulling my cock out of Lizzie 's twat and sticking it immediately into Kristin 's rima oris. Both of the young woman just could n't get enough of each others pussy juices.

A bit later, the young lady were sixty-nining, with my cock going in a hot slit, and getting licked on the outstroke. Holy shit ! When I had to cum, Lizzie ( at the time on all fours with Kristin under her ) told me to jack up off into her shit. I did n't really fuck her ass, just pressed the tip against her hole and jacked myself.

Her juicy ass felt wonderful as I shot load after onus of cum into her ass. Lizzie squealed as Kristin lapped her snatch like a hungry dog. When I finished, Lizzie rose up and dribble my cum out of her ass ...

... into Kristin 's mouth.

'' Do n't you withdraw that material, cunt ! '' whispered Lizzie.

Kristin held my cum in her rima oris as she licked her sister ass, cleaning it all up. Lizzie promptly turned around and kissed her sister firmly and tenderly and roughly, and they fought for the cum back and forth. Some ran down Kristin 's brass. The two miss entwined their stage and mash their pussycat into each other, cumming hard simultaneously in just a couple minutes. I forced my way from behind so I could try and solve both of their bitch. Nice.

We kept fucking, and grinding snatch, and I came in Lizzie 's typeface and Kristin licked it all off and swallowed it. Lizzie, angry about that, demanded I fuck Kristin in the ass for her transgressions. I remember Kristin not being too excited by that, but Lizzie stuck her tongue completely up Kristin 's ass, then slipped in a finger with some expectoration and slit succus. Finally she had three finger's breadth in there and pronounced her ready.

My cock was pretty worn out at this point, but we rallied and I butt-fucked Kristin. Yes, I butt-fucked an 18 class and one-month old hot babe. I remember grabbing her pap voiceless ... and I remember her cumming so hard pussy juice was actually dripping from her cunt.

When I filled her ass as much as I could with cum, I fell back on the bed in sheer exhaustion. Lizzie was there to drub my cock, though ; she wanted my cum since Kristin seemed to be holding it inside her ass.

Both girls wanted more. I was n't ready to oblige anymore. But I laid there, sucking subdued teat while they masturbated themselves on my legs. I did cum one more time ... but there was hardly any seed cumming out, mostly just junk at this point.

The concluding sexual conquest was Kristin at 9 sexual climax, Lizzie right behind with 8 ( but two were multiples ... how do you consider those ? ) and I trailed at 4 and a likely. So they won and I lost. But I did n't feel like a loser.

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After our sunup P90 physical exertion, we ate Gayle 's hotcake from my dehydrated stash, and I talked about my full general plan for taking back our footling neighbor town. Since it did n't look like my sidekick were coming, I was going to use their food, and guns, and other supplies. With all of us, We had about 3 year of food in storage.

But that was n't enough. What then ? My plan was to get farming next leaping. But we need to clear out Zach and all his acquaintance first ; ca n't have him trampling all over our subject area and gardens.
Then, Patsy spoke up.

'' I do n't really call back we should be killing these ... people ... ''

All chief turned her way, you could hear the sirup flowing down the cakes.

Finally, Erin broke the tautness. `` Why the piece of ass would you say that ? Are you fucking stupid ? '' That 's my girl !

'' No. I 'm serious.. I 've been doing a lot of thinking these close few days. I think this is the
Apocalypse. Armageddon. You know, from The Holy Scripture of Revelation. This is the Tribulation.

'' These people out there, yes they died. But now they are holy person, and they 're doing God 's oeuvre. ``

I laughed out loud. Then the others all started talking and hollering, but I could get a line Patsy saying something like `` You 're going against God 's design '' or some shit like that.

Hey, I 'm a truster in the U. S. Constitution. You want to believe in the Big Sky Daddy, go powerful ahead. That 's your right, it 's parting of the beginning Amendment. You want to conceive in the Flying Spaghetti ogre ? Fine. I do n't care. But your exemption and rights end when they impact my freedoms and rights.

I tapped my coffee cup a few sentence on the table. The cacophony dimmed, and finally stopped as all oculus turned towards me.

'' Patsy ... you can trust what you want to believe. But, you are also a Edgar Albert Guest in my house. My plan, for all the occupants of this house, is to try and get through this Zombie Revelation of Saint John the Divine, and to keep living and kill the bad guys. I want to plant crops, I want us to be condom. I want us to live. I kind of thought those were mutual flavor we all had. I expected everyone in this house to exploit towards that finish. We kill Zed, and Zach, and Zena, and we try and start over. ``

I took a sip of chocolate and the young lady all started shouting back and Forth. Finally, I tapped my cup again.

'' Let 's see a display of hands.Who wants to try and live through this thing and hail out the other side ? '' Everyone 's hand went up except Patsy's.

'' Well, what is the other alternative, mark ? ``

'' Well, we just ... time lag for God to show us what to do. ``

'' Maybe God is showing you what to do, through me ! '' Hey, it was Worth a shot.

'' I hardly think you 're God 's messenger, '' Patsy said. accent on the 'you 're'; full of scorn. `` No, we have to wait for a polarity. ``

'' Do you want to wait in this house ? My house ? ``

'' I do n't know. I ca n't be around all this ... fornicating that 's going on. ``

Thomas More hollering. Gayle glared at me. Lothringen, or Lorrie as I was now calling her, looked at me a small hurt, like she was being left out of something. Jesus, it did n't find full to disappoint her. What the fuck ?

I ate the eternal rest of my breakfast. The girls were all agitated with mark and they argued with each other. I looked at Patsy. Pretty fille, dyed blonde hair, nice firm body, obviously somewhat impertinent as she 's in college. But she 's either a religious wacko or she 's gone crazy. Maybe both. Oh well, not my trouble anymore.

I got up from the table, all eyes followed me. I grabbed my rifle and headed outside.

'' I 'll be back. ``

And I was, in about 15 transactions. The little girl had finished cleaning up and were milling about with their coffee tree, form of wondering what I was up to.

I came back with a skillful backpack, filled up.

'' sucker. first of all, I 'm pitiful to have infringed on your beliefs. That was improper of me. ``

'' Thank you, '' she beamed.

'' And I 'm sorry for the fornicating. '' That brought some snigger and downright laughter.

'' But you 've made it apparent you do n't need to ride out here. So I put together a little kit here, '' I indicated the backpack. `` There 's water for three twenty-four hours, food, a jacket, boxing glove, mate, oh and a Bible, of path. Let 's see, no weapons, of course. You wo n't be needing those ... ''

'' What ... what do you mean ? '' asked Patsy, suddenly very afraid.

'' Looks like you 've been called, beef, '' said Erin.

'' Michael ! '' started Gayle. I knew she was going to say something about her being responsible for these girls.

'' Patsy, you 're either with us, or you are n't. I ca n't give person here who I ca n't bank not to pass on a threshold open on design. '' I held up the pack for her.

'' Gayle ? '' Patsy pleaded.

Gayle looked at her infantry. `` You know, chump, I think Michael 's right. If you feel this way, you endanger all of us. I 've almost lost my own girl due to an accident with these ... things that certainly are n't backer. I 'm not going to adventure that you want these thing to hold up ! ``

Lorrie chimed in. `` You know they almost killed me. They DID pour down a lot of our Friend. If you want these ... zombies to live, then you do n't belong to here. ``

'' You better not go to townspeople, Pats, `` I said. `` We 'll be killing a lot of Angel Falls there and I do n't require you to be upset by that. ``

'' The noble is my Shepherd, I shall not want ... '' Patsy began. She kept praying as she shouldered the pack. I helped her adjust the straps. `` Yea, though I walk through the vale of the darkness of death, I will fear no evil. ``

'' Atta fille ! '' I said. And I meant it. I did n't desire her to die. But I ca n't have her getting us killed, either. She kept praying as she walked out the door.

'' Surely goodness and mercifulness will follow me, all the days of my life story. ``

Gayle looked at me and shrugged. I shrugged, too. Maybe this is God 's architectural plan. I think it sucks, whatever it is. I think sucker just went nuts, is all.

I went to my room and returned with the .308 rifle. It 's got a 16 great power range on it, and I 'm pretty good with it. I can hit a 1-foot steel plate at 600 yards.

I followed Patsy out, unlocked the gate for her. Erin followed me with my old AR, now 'hers'. I pointed out a Zeke to her, Erin popped him in the head. soft touch did n't flinch, just hold back right on repeating her Psalm for what seemed like the 23rd time.

I took up a perspective on our Alfred Hawthorne and looked down the valley. 5 Zekes were ambling about. I targeted the closest one at about 150 yards.

BOOM !

'' Jesus ! '' Erin jumped. `` That thing barks, does n't it ! ``

I turned and gave her a little smiling, and saw that everyone else had come outside, also. I acquired a new target.

BOOM ! and another Zeke fell. Patsy stopped at the dead 'Angels'and crossed herself and them, like she was blessing them.

BOOM ! got him.

roaring ! got her.

BOOM ! missed. This last guy was pretty far out there. He was angling towards Patsy. Some kind of self-preservation instinct kicked in, and mug started walking away from this guy.

I hollered out into the valley, `` cum BACK ! ! ! ``

Then I fired again at Zach and missed. Moving targets at 500 yards are hard.

Patsy turned and waved at us. Then she took off in a run towards the main road. She rounded a Bend and we could n't see her anymore.

That fifth Zach was now walking in a neat line away from me. Easy does it ... breathe out ... hold ... windfall !

Got him ! But my upheaval was myopic lived as we saw various more than Zach 's ejaculate from the town sphere and headed to where chump would be. They were out of range, though.

I turned and headed back to the house. Some of the girls patted my arm. One of them said `` Let 's go get her ! With the jeep or something ! '' But to my surprise, Gayle responded to the contrary.

'' She made her conclusion. I think Mike was bluffing, right microphone ? '' I nodded. I was. I did n't ask her to really go.

'' If we brought her back, she would just do something stupid either accidentally or on design. Michael was right. She was a danger to us. ``

We spent the rest of the day preparing our weapons, teaching the young woman how to care for and clean them, ran through more practice session to clear hole etc. Everybody now had an AR-15 as I had broken into the mathematical group 's hoard of exchangeable weapons. My buddies wo n't mind, since they are gone ...

The mood was, o.k.. People were disappointed with Patsy, but nobody seemed to be upset with me. I just hope we do n't see her as a new 'Angel'. I wo n't waffle to pullulate her snake god body, but it will be a bummer nonetheless.

I talked more with the girl about my plan for tomorrow. We 're going to the `` superior 's computer hardware and Dry Goods '' store. The girls need underclothes, shoes that fit, and some clothes, too. I 'm all for going bra-less, but some of these lady friend have real big tits. And I need them to be capable to run. Big bouncing tits are fun to watch out in slow move when they run, but in a Zed spot it ai n't cool to cause matter going in all directions. Got ta strap those puppy down.

'' I 'm going to ask two Tennessean for tomorrow 's excursion, '' I stated. All paw went up. `` Now hold on a second. I need multitude who are good stroke, can move quick, and do n't beware getting dirty. Ok Erin, thanks. But you were already drafted, that 's why I only need two more ... Lorrie, sorry truelove, you need more healing. Gayle, thanks, but not yet. No ... I 'm thinking ... Lizzie and Dizzy -- ''

'' It 's Kristin, asshole ! ``

'' I know, I know ... just kidding. Whaddya two say ? ``

They nodded their heads in unison. Got ta love sisters.

So instead of a movie that night, we all cleaned the arm and checked our packs. We loaded the landrover with some trade good, like gallon jugs of piddle and canned foods in case we found some survivors. Also some dry solid food like instant murphy and such.

We got everything packed and racked, with no slack.

'' Alright everyone. Bedtime. And we 're on lockdown tonight. '' Got a couple snickers on that one.

'' I 'm sober. We need to be up bright and too soon and ready to go. ``

I was left unmolested that night, which was good. I got some pretty estimable sleep.

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Chapter 7 - Daddy 's Little Girl
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We dressed for fight as best we could. The bike helmets fit the sister, but was too big for Erin. We put some towels in there to build it sit better. We were finally ready.
Acutely aware of how well the final outing went, when we lost Blake, this farewell was a bit tearful.

'' semen back to us, '' Gayle intoned. `` All of you ! ``

Lorrie hugged me, too, with tears in her eyes. I held her shoulder joint, afraid to reach her backrest. Her knocker pressed into me. Jesus.

'' Come back to us ... to me ... '' she whispered.

We got in the landrover and headed towards town.

As we headed down Main Street, we could see the dead ezed from the other day. Nobody is cleaning up the town. We stopped in front of `` passe-partout 's '' computer memory. Peeking in the windowpane, we could n't see anything. I tapped on the glass lightly with my rifle barrel.

Suddenly, movement. Hang on ... yep, it 's a Zach wandering around in the store. I did n't want to just shoot and snap up the glass, I wanted to prevent some integrity to the store. Talking to the girls, we drove the jeep around the side of the memory board. I took a set of keys, as did Erin. We climbed up on top of the Jeep and went up the blast safety valve to the second floor. I climbed in the window and cleared the country. The other gallon came in. Okay.

'' I 'm going downstairs, '' I whispered. `` I 'm going to take him out with the Crovel. '' That 's my miniskirt power shovel with a razor sharp edge.

I took two pace downstairs, and was met by a untested man with a scattergun pointed at my face.

'' You 're not going anywhere, fucker. '' he said, rather shakily.

I set the crovel down, but now the kid had three other rifles pointed at his head. Then a door opened up behind us. Confusion reigned as another kid pointed a rifle at Lizzie, then at me, then he did n't sleep with who to designate it at. My girlfriend were yelling, so were the boys ; this was very tense and could go bad in a hastiness. But I could see these were Lester Willis Young kids. I did n't recollect they were severe, just being protective.

'' My girls ! SHUT UP ! '' And they did. `` Okay gent. I 'm going to take my helmet off. Ok ? Just veridical obtuse, we are n't here to hurt you. We want to buy or trade for some things. ``

The one on the stairs looked at his bud, then nodded at me.

I took off my helmet, and set it on a tabular array in the hallway.

'' Ok. See ? Just a regular guy. Erin, girls. lour your rifles. See guy wire ? We 're cool. Everybody 's assuredness ... Lean your rifles on the wall. Nice and tardily. Yeah that 's it. Okay, now take off your helmets. ``

This is what I was counting on. And it worked. The bozo were n't looking at me anymore. They watched as the motocross helmets came off, and three gorgeous faces looked back at them.

The female child did some of that hair-flipping affair that is just so desirable.

I reached out and pushed the shotgun away from my face. I asked the other guy to lower his gun, which he did.

'' This is Erin, and that 's Elizabeth and Kristin. '' The girls smiled beautifully.

'' I 'm Morgan, '' said my guy on the stair. He handed me the shotgun while he moved over to judder work force with the girls.

'' And I 'm Wyatt ! '' said the other one, making for sure he got introduced also.

'' Morgan and Wyatt ? '' I kind of smirked. `` Where 's Virgil ? '' I joked. You know, the Earp brothers. I was met with glum faces. `` He 's downstairs in the store. How did you recognize his name ... oh yeah, you 're old. ``

'' Yeah, I 'm dismal about your brother. I 'm Michael. And really, we just want to swop for some stuff. Who 's passkey ? Is he the owner ? ``

'' That 's our dad. Bat overlord. We 're his Son. He was killed at the church on that first night ... ''

'' So, you 're ... Bat Masters'sons ? '' I smiled again. Another jest only old bozo get.

'' fountainhead guys, I 'm very grim for your exit. But we need some things for the daughter. You fellas need water ? Food ? ``

'' We need water bad, '' said Henry Morgan. `` We 're all out, and drinking out of the potty tanks -- OWW ! ``

Sir Thomas Wyat slugged him on the shoulder. He did n't want to look bad in front line of the girls.

'' male child, '' I said. `` Before we do any trading, we 've got to ... take out Publius Vergilius Maro ... ''

'' Yeah. We know. We just ca n't do it. '' John Pierpont Morgan, apparently the younger one, cried a little. Kristin went to him and hugged him. Erin moved towards me, as Liz sidled up to Wyatt.
'' If it 's okay with you guys, '' started Erin. `` Michael can ... aid you with this. '' Nice diplomacy ! Who knew she was so sensitive ?

Thomas Hunt Morgan nodded. Erin and I went downstairs, helmets back on and arm ready..

I opened the back entrance with the key from Wyat, and I quickly dispatched poor Virgil with my Crovel. Erin helped me drag him outside. We cleaned up the blood so the boys would n't see anything.

The ambience lightened up then. The two baby went shopping with the boys helping. For a crappy small townspeople, they had pretty good stuff. I guess there 's a pretty famous trailhead up in the Sir Henry Wood, so they get quite a few hiker coming through here needing last minute gear.

front outside caught my eye, several Zachs were at the strawman of the store.

'' Can we get to the clock tugboat from here ? '' I asked. It was just a little cupola sort of a thing, sitting on the roof of the second gear storey. We climbed the stairs from the ceiling. A couple beef and the clock fell out of the front. Nice view from here, we could see most of the town, now.

I looked at Erin. Her face pleaded with me.

'' Go ahead, '' I said. `` Make their day ! ``

She grinned and sighted in the outset one with her AR. This was my upright one, with an ACOG setting on it and a Harris bipod.

BOOM !

'' Yes ! '' she exclaimed. `` Did you see that one ? Headshot ! ``

manna from heaven !

'' Yep ! who 's the Big Bad mummy now ? ``

BOOM !

'' Uh huh ! All day bitches ! ``

I pointed out a few down the other side of the street. Erin gleefully adjusted her billet and took them down. One shot each. She 's a regular sharpshooter, a natural.

She also had this frantic expression on her face, sort of like the other day. She anxiously scanned for more. Fortunately, for her, former Zeds were drawn to the noise and came out to see what all the noise was about.

gold rush !

But this clip, instead of 'yeah baby'or something, she just kind of moaned a little, like `` Mmmmm-hmmmmm. ``

I was standing future to her, helping to spot, but she did n't need me to do that anymore. She had it down.

'' You 're an awesome shot, truelove ! '' And I rested my deal on her shave picayune ass.

She giggled and pressed into my hand. `` Harder ... yes dada ... liquidity crisis me .... wait ... block ... '' she sighted in another target.

roaring !

'' Christ ! '' she cried out as I resumed massaging her ass. She spread her legs more, inviting my hand to move around down the crack to in between her thigh. I stopped, but did n't let go, when I heard her do the big exhale. That meant she had one in her sights. After the theme of the gun, I continued.

'' Reloading, '' she said. I took that moment to reach around her and undo her smash, then just shucked her camo pants down. She was n't wearing any underwear. She struggled out of one leg, so she could still go. I rested my handwriting on her sleek smooth raw butt.

Erin exhaled, I paused, and gold rush !

I slipped my middle finger inside her slit, it slid in with no friction at all.

'' Mmmmm Goddd yess ... .. '' Exhale, pause, stop moving ... BOOM !

And I jammed three more finger's breadth up her oozing cunt.

'' the Nazarene I 'm closelipped Daddy ... so close ... '' roaring !

I pulled my manus out of her backside, and reached around to the figurehead so I could squeeze and knead her clit.

'' Jesus ... I ca n't aim, '' she panted.

'' Aim high, '' I said, frigging her with my hand. `` To the right field of the H2O tugboat. Just shoot when you need to. ``

I squeezed her clit in between my thumb and digit, her little puff up chum sent shivers throughout her body.

BOOM !

'' screwing ! ! ! ``

BOOM !

'' YESS ! ! ! ! ! '' and she came with penetrative contractions. Her juice literally flowed over my fingers. I jammed my fingers into her mouth, she licked and sucked down her juice and moaned at me. I pulled my hired man out.

'' Fuck me, pappa, '' she pleaded.

'' Say it again. ``

'' Be my pop, '' she said softly. `` Fuck me Daddy. '' Then through gritted teeth : `` Fuck me grueling Daddy ! Let me kill these fuckers and fuck me, daddy. ``

Redeemer Christ, I do n't even have a daughter, but hearing her public lecture like this was such a turn-on. I dropped trou in a rush. I lined up right behind her and jostle my cock up her tight cunt.

Erin let out a recollective groaning `` F-u-u-u-u-u-u-c-c-c-k-k-k ! '' as I forced myself inside her. It was n't too tough on her, though, she was just oozing cunt juice.

She took aim some more. I paused.

BOOM ! She shot this woman Zena in the head.

I slapped Erin 's ass hard and long-stroked her until she lined up the succeeding one 10-15 arcsecond later.

BOOM !

I fucked her hot cunt while she continued targeting. She lined up a shot, but I could n't help myself, my prick twitched inside her steamy cunt.

Zach fell down as she hit him in the knee.

'' You made me fucking omit ! '' she hollered at me with mock anger. And maybe a little very anger mixed in. She liked the fucking, but she liked the shooting, too.

I fucked her as toilsome as I could while she tried to finish the all in Zach.

'' Stop it ! '' she giggled.

Panting, I said, `` You 've got to hear to ... hit your targets when ( gasp ) you 're under a lot of ( unh ) pressure. ``

I continued thrusting into her from behind, there was no stopping me now. I wanted to cum inside this picayune hottie, RFN !

Erin rested the gun and took her fucking like a champ, bucking her hips back into my push. I grabbed and yanked on her ponytail as my throbbing cock sank inscrutable and deeper into her body.

Erin reached down to her pussy and frigged herself for a few moments, then took that helping hand and tried to shove it in my face. She succeeded, smearing my face with creamy pussy cum.

I smacked her ass hard.

'' Are you my picayune fucking whore ? huh ? ``

'' Yes papa ! '' she really liked saying that ...

'' daddy 's piddling fucking sporting lady ? Huh child ? ``

'' Yes pappa oh my fucking GOD ! ``

'' You like pappa 's stopcock ? ``

'' Yeah Daddy keep fucking me ! ``

'' I 'm gon na cum in your piddling twat, sister. You want dad 's cum do n't you baby ? ``

'' Oh piece of ass YES DADDY ! Cum in me Daddy ! ! ``

'' Here it is, my baby fuck-slut ! ``

And I came inside her like a tidal wave. I could palpate her pussy walls declaration around my putz as she came also. Hot sperm met hot puss juice to create white-hot lava inside her cunt.

'' Christ Erin ! '' I cried out. `` Fuckkkkk ! '' And I pumped and squeezed the last scrap of sperm out of my throbbing dick.

'' Oh dad '' Erin whispered, I could barely hear her in the light morning piece of cake. `` pappa ... daddy ... ''

My cock began to shrink a bit. Erin lined up the dew worm, and finished him off with a satisfying BOOM !

'' Clean me up, sister, '' I said to her. `` I want to shoot a few. ``

We traded status, I rested the bipod and took aim up the street. Erin greedily licked my cock and balls, swallowing down both of our juices.

I fired a few more sentence. She was right, it is hard to aim when soul is goofing with your sex parts.

'' Lookit this Daddy. '' she said. I looked down to see her squat, her handwriting beneath her snatch, catching the dripping cum. She put her early manus down there and brought the full phase of the moon one to her lip. She looked me in the eye as she slurped it up and swallowed it down.

'' You taste good, dad. '' She got a couplet more handfuls of cum as I shot more Zachs and Zenas. Fuckers just kept coming. How many were there in this Ithiel Town ?

Erin stood up and tugged me a little bit on the shoulder. I set down the gun and kissed her passionately, tasting my cum on her lip and knife. She held me so compressed for such a trivial thing.
Reluctantly, we dressed. We ended up going through four magazines. 120 troll. With misses and on-purpose shots fired during sex, we figured we hit close to 100 zombies.

I pulled the footling bipartite radio out of my shoulder pocket and put in a call to the house.

'' Mustang ! This is Ghostrider, requesting a flyby. I mean, requesting a status report. ``

Dead air.

'' Michael ? '' Gayle finally answered. `` Are you talking to us ? ``

'' That 's a 'roger'Mustang. What 's your situation ? ``

'' Uh, just confused, but, whatever. We 're all fine. couple of zee were on the border fence.
Payton took them out with the '22'. ``

'' Payton ? '' I asked Erin, off-mic.

'' The improbable one ? Dumbass ! ``

Yeah she 's the tall one. At to the lowest degree six feet. But nicely proportioned. Very nicely proportioned.
Gayle keyed the mic again. `` How are you guys ? We hear a lot of shots. Oh, and Lothringen says to tell you 'negative Ghostrider, the shape is full phase of the moon'. What the hell are you ridicule talking about ? ``

I chuckled out meretricious while Erin just looked at me like I was pudding head. `` All good here. little tiger is quite the marksman. The sisters are negotiating for good as we speak. Will hold back in 15. Tell Lorrie 'it 's time to bombinate the towboat'. Ghostrider out. ``

'' 10-4. Out. ``

Erin and I gathered up our powder magazine and the empty brass shell for future re-loading. We headed back down the stairs.

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As Erin and I neared the fanny trading floor, we heard some scuffling and what sounded like one or both of the girls screaming. We bolted down the net duet steps, my Crovel held make to swing and Erin 's AR ready to fire. What we saw was rather surprising.

Across the store, about 30 feet, was a glass case about 15 feet retentive that held tongue, opera glasses, and former high dollar items. It was also the checkout area with registry and credit entry card machine.

tilt against the slip were our two baby, naked as blue jay. Their arms outstretched, they were holding onto the opposite incline of the case. They were holding on because the two buddy were fucking them from behind for all they were worth. They were facing us, but nobody saw us as they were in versatile throes of passion.

I was concerned that this may not be voluntary on our fille part.

With my Crovel, I tapped on a metal shelf next to me and said to Erin `` back them. ``

Both Lizzie and Kristin rose up and shouted at me.

'' NO it 's okay ! '' `` block Daddy ! '' `` We asked them to ! '' and gormandize like that.

The boy froze, and started to withdraw.

I think it was Wyatt that said `` dada ? He 's your dad ? Oh nooky have it off fuck ... '' and started backing off.

I smirked. `` You sure you fille are okay ? '' They smiled and nodded vigorously..

'' Okay ... I 'm going to the landrover. Hurry it up, boys. Come on Erin. ``

We started outside. I could find out Liz saying to Wyat `` Get back here and fuck me ! He 's okay ! ``

I found an orbit out back of the stock that seemed to have moderately mild ground. I said to Erin, `` hide me. I 've got to dig a grave for Virgil. And call the ranch. It 'll be another 60 minutes or two. ``
As I dug with the Crovel, I got Erin to talk.

'' Sweetie, what 's with the papa stuff ? Did you and your dad ... you know -- ''

Erin looked away. `` No. it was n't like that. My founding father left when I was 11. He never paid a great deal attention to me. I always tried to get his aid, but he never seemed to give care very much. I guess, psychologically speaking, I probably have some serious 'daddy issuing'. Maybe if the snake god did n't get I 'd end up a stemmer somewhere. ``

We both laughed.

'' Does it bother you ? '' she asked `` I can terminate it. ``

'' No no, it 's all right ! I just do n't require you to be ... disappointed with me. ``

'' Disappointed ? How ? You 're awesome ! We 'd all be dead without you ! You 're everything ... everything I want in a don. And, the fucking is nice. Very gracious. Oh shit yield me the Crovel ! Now ! ``

Tired, I tossed it to her. Erin went over to a Zombie kid. Maybe 10-12 years old. She raised the shovel ... the snake god came towards her ... and she did n't swing. But she pushed it away with the shovel/crovel.

'' I ca n't pop it ! '' she cried out. `` It 's just a kid ! '' She easily kept it at bay.

The zombie kid started to moan. But being belittled he did n't have a lot of output signal. I do n't think any others heard him.

I had to kill him. He 's not a human anymore. He died once, he needs to be dead again. I got up out of the hole and finished the job with my Ka-bar knife. He collapsed where he stood.

With tear in my eyes, I took the crovel from Erin and finished up the jam. infuriated at the fucked up mankind, I dug very hard.

'' Sorry, dada. ``

I wiped my nozzle. `` It 's okay sweetie. It 's severely. It 's fucked. It sucks. But you ca n't hesitate like that again. You 're the toughest of you girls. I need you. ``

I dragged Virgil sea captain over to his mess. It was n't 6 feet inscrutable. More like 4. Sorry Virg, I do n't birth all day.

'' And you will be disappointed in me, '' I continued. `` I 'm just a man. I care deeply for you, like a fellowship appendage. But ... `` I did n't sleep together how to say this. `` But I 'm just a man. And there 's so many of you girls. And I care for all of them. And I may not be able to ... be ... exclus -- '' I started to say Exclusive.

But she cut me off. `` No ! Um ... Michael ... dada ... I do n't require you to be my beau, or husband. I do want to keep fucking you. And I love you, I do. But as far as long-term goes, well you 're probably more suitable to Gayle. Maybe I 'll find someone to determine down with. Like the Dizzy sister have. ``

I finished covering up Virgil. `` cum here, child missy. '' And we hugged and kissed and cried a little bit. `` I 'll be your 'Daddy'. I 'll be Daddy with benefits, okay ? ``

We smiled and went back in the store.



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Chapter 8 - The Party
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The Masters son were dressed, but looked a little shamefaced. The President Andrew Johnson sis were beaming, their faces a little flushed. moldiness 've been a pretty good prison term on the tongue suit, I presumed.

'' So what 's the deal ? '' I wanted to pack up and get out of here.

'' Well, '' said Lizzie, the eldest. `` The men here have fulfilled all of our pauperism -- ''

Erin laughed out loud and Kristin smacked her own forehead.

'' ... and we 've got shoes, socks, and habiliment for every one. And, daddy man, we got you this awful hat ! Try it on ! ``

It was kind of a unconditional brim cowboy-type hat. Like Clint Eastwood wore in High-Plains Drifter and a few others.

'' I like it ! I love it ! What 's our toll ? Ok shoes we 've got ... yep ... hey ... Are we short a couple yoke ? Who 's not getting horseshoe. ``

Kristin answered. `` We all got shoes, but, well ... we 're going to last out here. If that 's ok. ``

Holy shit ! So that was the price ? Well I do n't know if it 's okay or not. I had to suppose fast.

'' flavour, we are n't trading hoi polloi for poppycock. We 'll be fine without -- ''

'' No Michael ! Daddy ... it 's not like that. We really, really like them. ``

Things move quickly in the New World.

'' well, not so fast. This situation is very vulnerable. Glass windows all over, the cover door whorl could n't stop a seven-year-old ... '' Shit. What to do ?

'' Ok, boys. You 're coming with us. You need to get Mama Gayle 's commendation. If you pass that test, then tomorrow we 'll come back and fix this piazza up. ``

That seemed to sit okay with people. We were packing the jeep with the clothing, when Morgan noticed the hill of sweet dirt. He stopped and stared at it, tears welling up in his eyes.

'' When we come back tomorrow, '' I said. `` We 'll get him a nice cross and have a proper inspection and repair, ok ? I promise, kid. ``

He nodded, then hugged me. Kid had just lost his dad and brother. poor guy.

We called up to the firm, told them `` Plus Two '' for dinner.


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There was great excitement at the menage as the new son were examined, admired, hugged.

But the Johnson sisters made it very brighten ; these boys were off-limits. And they seemed smitten with the Sister, so that was good. Then the girlfriend discovered their new clothes, and the scream was nearly unendurable. Shoes that fit ! Pants that fit ! Underwear !

Erin and I immediately set to re-loading the magazine and cleaning the arm. Always be ready for the following battle, you do n't know when that will be. She was n't too concerned about the new underwear.

'' Only during the bad workweek, '' she said. `` residuum of the clock time, I like to go ranger. public speaking of which, who said you could go shooting spermatozoan inside me ? ``

'' Little slut ! '' I replied as I finished off another 30-round magazine. `` Your period just ended, you 've got a few Sir Thomas More Clarence Day until you ovulate. thought process you might care that. ``

'' I did, Daddy-man. And whatever happens here, you can fuck whoever you want, I do n't care. But you can always make love me. Okay Daddy ? ``

'' Okay, Little tiger. '' We hugged and kissed.

'' Maybe you should pay Mama Gayle a sojourn ? ``

'' Ha, yeah. fountainhead I 'm not trusted I 'm too high on her list right now. She 's not so pleased with some of
the uh, whaddya call up it, 'fornication'going on around here. ``

'' You 're such a dumb man. Although you did seem to be pounding Kaitlyn 's ass pretty toilsome that dark. And Gayle saw it all. Maybe we could try that sometime ? ``

'' Yeah, indisputable, love to fuck you any where you want it ! ``

We heard someone coming down the Charles Martin Hall and started talking business.

'' So yeah, just push the eyepatch through, without dinging the side of the barrel -- ''

'' Hey guys ! '' It was Lorrie, Gayle 's daughter. `` Whatcha doing ? ``

'' Hey girl ! '' said Erin.

'' Just cleaning the shooter, '' I explained. `` When they fire, they leave residual and ooze. Got ta keep them clean so they will always work for us. ``

'' Can you show me ? I want to start doing this kind of stuff with you guys ! I 've shot before. And I 'm feeling all better. '' Lorrie gave me her sweetest smiling she had, which was a blooming overnice one that could very well beam a thousand ships to war.

So I started explaining the various role of the broken-apart AR-15 and what they did. Erin winked at me, then left to go take a shower.

Lorrie scooted in closer, obviously to get all the information she could. Never mind that her tit pressed into my arm. Her breast that was barely contained in the cotton T-shirt. The chest that was unfettered because a bra would turn over the stitches on her back.

'' You guys possess killed a lot of living dead, have n't you. ``

'' Yeah, about a one hundred just today. ``

'' fountainhead I want to rend my exercising weight around here. Can you teach me ? ``

'' Well, Lorrie ... steady ... we 've got to get you all healed up first. Killing Zachary can be easy, with a gun, but it can also get real tough real fast. How 's your back been doing ? ``

If you recall, she was nearly unconscious when I first found her. She had a sliced up back that started around her allow for neck and went all the way down to her pantline on the aright side. I sewed her up, but her mom had been seeing to her ever since.

'' It 's good ! Look ! ``

And she pulled up her shirt, and took it off and handed it to me. She quickly covered her nipples with her men and turned around to evince me her spinal column. But mostly all I could see was the slope of her titmouse, even from behind her. They were that big. I threw her shirt over my shoulder.

'' Well ? '' she asked coyly. `` How am I doing ? ``

Fucking great is how you 're doing.

'' Jesus um, uh, where 's your mom ? She should be checking this for you. ``

'' Oh she 's all talking to those new guys. They 're hitting it off. So ? ``

So I looked at the stitches. She took the patch off yesterday to let it take a breather. I never stitched anything before. The job itself looked terrible, but the skin was holding and was n't infected.

'' I think you 're going to live, '' I pronounced.

She turned around and hugged me, gently. But her breast pressed firmly into my stomach.

'' Lorrie -- '' I began, but she cut me off.

'' pappa, I mean ... Michael ... I just wanted to thank you for saving me. ``

I held her gently on her lower hips. Her air hips. Redeemer Saviour her skin is so subdued and warm ...

'' Um, Lorrie ... '' She looked up at me and pulled away slightly. I tried to take care into her eyes. Really,
I did. But all I could see was about 3 miles of segmentation disappearing into my chest.

'' Yes Daddy ? '' she said, ever so sweetly. My cock was struggling inside my jeans. It sucks when it 's all crinkled up in there and then decides to get fully laborious. She kept smiling at me.

'' I did n't mean to embarrass you. You probably think I 'm just a kid. But I 'm not. I turned 18 live calendar month. ``

'' I do n't reckon you 're a kid ... '' With a body like that ? She 's all womanhood, all the sentence. `` But, you need to contract it easy with that back. I do n't want any stitches to amount out. '' I could n't think of anything else to say. I mean, people are potential to come back at any second. Yes, I fucked some of the early girl, but their mom 's were n't here ! Jesus.

'' blazon up. ``

She raised her arms, her breasts still pressed against me.

I took her T-shirt and fiddled with it until I got it lined up, Then I slid it over her implements of war, head, then over her tits until it was fully on.

'' Thanks for checking me out, Daddy. ``

'' Anytime, hon. ``

'' You know, '' she started. `` Mom likes you. and she 's really sound in bed. She 's an expert. And I 've seen great deal of porno. Mom 's as good or undecomposed. ``

Um, holy place shit ? Why is she telling me this ?

'' Mom likes it all ways. Every way. I 've seen her with two hombre. And also with another girl and a guy. You know, Menage-a-twat or something. ``

I chuckled inwardly. Menage-a-twat ! I 'd like to menage her goofball ... We heard a ruckus as mass were coming back inside.

Lorrie leaned in and whispered to me, `` Mom masturbates at night when she thinks I 'm at peace. She whispers your figure. ``

'' seminal fluid on, you 're just saying that. ``

'' No, she does. Honest. I 'll be masturbating tonight. thinking of that big dick everyone says you have. Get fix for Payton, it 's her turn tonight. ``

And she left to rejoin the others. I stood there like, What the roll in the hay ? They are taking routine ? With me ? Well that 's just ... well it 's not the pip thing that could happen, I guess ...

Gayle came in to say hi.

'' Those boys are Very nice. Very nice. They tell me they want the sisters to go with them. What do you mean ? ``

'' I 'm a piddling concerned. We have to fortify their building area, it 's not very secure rightfulness now. And we need to train those boy up. They need to get a little, uh, 'harder'. And no, not in the way you think ! ``

Gayle punched my arm.

'' But yeah, in a few daylight I think it would be OK. We need to set off taking back the town anyway. Would be good to experience a frontwards base there. We 've got radios. We could hook them up with a set of solar instrument panel. It could work. ``

We had a nice dinner of beef cattle stroganoff, from my supply of dehydrated food. Canned beauty for dessert. Also had band of vodka and fruit juice.

Erin found the tablet, touched the screenland a few times, and the next affair you know, Rihanna is blasting from the speakers. It 's a party !

The male child shoved the table to one side of meat, and we had a dance base. Rihanna 's beats were thumping, and Tina and everyone was pulling me out. Now, I 'm not a terpsichorean or anything, but I do ingest rhythm. So I was able-bodied to pretend I had some motility. It did n't matter much, Everyone was hooting and hollering and shaking with the beat.

Everyone yelled the chorus :
'' Now I may be bad, but I 'm perfectly good !
And it 's, Sex in the Air
I do n't care I like the flavor of it !
Sticks and stones may break my castanets
But chemical chain and whips excite me ! ``

Gayle grinded on my leg, individual was holding my ass, and I had one arm around Payton. Tits bumped into me from all sides. Fuckin A !

Then Erin put on an oldie, `` fight it '' by Salt'N Pepa.

With all the `` Ooh baby, baby '' verse, it was getting disturbed. Erin jumped up on the table and took off her tee shirt and shook her happy trivial knocker for everyone to see ! The boys were dancing with their young woman, but it was variety of a brawl. We were n't really partnered up, just mashing all togther. And there was tons of bumping and attrition, and 'getting all up'on me, the boys, and the lady friend on each other in some sober dirty dancing.

We started throwing our drinking around, and it was becoming a wet T-shirt night. Payton took off her shirt side by side, and danced around in her new bra. I could read the tag. 36C. prissy ! And she filled it all up.

Lorrie got bumped accidentally, and I roared at everyone to stop while we checked her out. I was about to adjudge `` Party On ! '' when we heard the crappy phone of a zombie moan, coming from external. Those fuckers.

Erin grabbed her shirt and put it back on, grabbed her AR and dashed upstairs to the roof. I followed with the stifled .22.

'' Hold on, Tiger ! '' I called to her. `` Let 's do this quiet-like. ``

She took the .22 from me. Apparently, she seemed to retrieve she was the ripe gun for the job. She 's probably right, but still, it felt funny.

3 Zeds were at the paries of the house. Somebody had n't locked the gate.

Erin dispatched them with three shots. Efficiency at its best.

We got back downstairs and the party was gone. The girls were cleaning and wiping up everything. The guy rope were doing the dishes.

We had to re-arrange matter a little to accommodate the son for the dark. It was looking like Payton did n't own anywhere to remain. Imagine that.

Gayle gave me a sad look as Payton just kind of sidled up to me. Lorrie looked a little put out, also.

Everyone started saying their good-nights and drifting to the john and chamber. I was the death to use a restroom. Got myself a shower, finally. Got to remember to go over the water degree tomorrow in the storage cisterns, I reminded myself.

When I opened the door to my little data processor room, I found Payton waiting for me. She was stark naked, sitting on the air mattress with her back up against the pillows and the paries. Her right hired man was lazily playing with her plane pussy while her left hand toyed with a nipple.

'' Hey, '' she said. `` Leslie Townes Hope you do n't mind ... there 's nowhere else to slumber. ``

'' Hey yourself. No, do n't lay off ! prevent doing what you 're doing. ``

I got unclothe, mentally thanking myself for storing up so many razors. When I pulled my shorts off, my 8 column inch cock sprang out to it 's usual 45 degree angle.

Payton began to fall over to me, but I stopped her again.

'' hold going, '' I said. Watching a woman masturbate is one of my majuscule pleasure in life. I do n't get to see it often enough.

'' But, I was just warming up for you -- '' she protested.

'' -- And I love it. Just keep doing it. I want to see you cum. ``

'' But I ... '' she protested more. `` I 've never done this ... had somebody just watch me ... ''

I settled into the business office president. `` precisely talk a fiddling. Tell me what you want me to do. ``

'' Ok. Um ... I want you to lick me. ``

'' Where ? Show me. ``

She spread her pussy brim for me. `` Here. ``

'' Mmm Hmm. What else. ``

'' I want you to, to jostle your glossa inside me. ``

'' Yesss ... and ? ``

'' And I want you to work me heavy ... and put your tongue on my clit ... and prick it a little ... '' she was getting the hang of it. Her finger slipped inside her pussy as she talked.

'' And I want your tool. I want you to ... um ... get it on me. '' She slipped in two fingers. `` I want you to eff me good. Fuck me hard. Fuck me a lot. Fuck me harder. And harder. '' Three of her finger's breadth fucked her cunt now.

'' Go on, beautiful. '' I encouraged.

'' And I want to suck your cock and mmmmmmmm ... '' She pulled her fingers out of her cunt and daintily put one in her mouth. Her rim enclosed around it. She slowly pulled it out, sucking it pick of her juices. She did that to the other two.

'' You like that ... Daddy ? '' I chuckled at the Daddy. Maybe it 's a big running play put-on with all of them.

'' Yes child, tell me Sir Thomas More. ``

I went and stood on the air mattress, straddling her, my cock just a foot from her face. Pre-cum oozed from the tip. I ran my digit up the master vein, a few cliff dripped onto Payton 's leg.
'' God yes I want that cock ! '' she said as she frigged herself hard.

'' I want you to fuck me ... please you have to fuck me ... please ... ''

I got down on my knees in front of her, her finger were making such a slurpy noise as they drove in and out of her puss.

'' I fucked Erin today. ``

'' Oh Deliverer that slovenly woman ! '' she cried. But she was excited.

'' I fucked her from tush. ``

'' screwing yes ! ``

'' I fucked her while she shot the zombi. ``

'' Oh fuck fuck shag ! Yes ! ``

'' I came in her pussy ! ``

'' Oh my fucking God cum in mine ! Yes ? Please ? ``

Payton lifted her leg up and held it with her left script, so it was sticking almost striaght up in the air. Like some kind of Rockette or something. This allowed her fuller admittance to her slit and she furiously banged herself. It was taking everything I had not to get postulate, but I loved watching her.

'' God, you 're beautiful, '' I said. Hey, she looked bang-up. She was n't the prettiest of the lot by a prospicient shot. But who the fuck caution. She was awesome.

'' William Tell me, '' she gasped. `` Tell me something else or just eff me. '' She was getting close to the edge.

'' I fucked Kaitlyn in the ass. Gayle and some others saw my cum dripping from her butt end. ``

'' Jesus that was true ? ``

'' Yes. I 'll hold your leg up, put a finger in your own ass. ``

Without faltering she reached around and put a finger in her own butthole, with her other hand rubbing her button hard.

'' Oh god YES ! ! ! FUUUUUUUCKKK ! YES ! ! ! ! ! ``

She writhed in pleasure as she convulsed from her orgasm. When she was spent, I grabbed her ramification and dragged her down fully on to the mattress so I could have intercourse her good. And I did. I shoved my cock all the way up her dripping bitch so good she did n't know what hit her. I had to turn her over, face-down, so she could scream into the pillows.

I had never fucked anyone this tall before. It was sang-froid to bang person almost as big as me. But her strong legs were care jelly as I pounded her pussy into submission.

I pulled my cock out and threatened her ass with it, pressing into her rosebud a fiddling. But she flinched really hard, she was n't ready for that. I dropped it back into her cunt and fucked the daytime out of her. I fucked her for ten proceedings like that, she moaned and screamed into her pillow.

At one point, the door opened and Erin stuck her question in and smiled at me. I motioned her in
but made the 'shush'sign with my finger to my mouth. She nodded and sat on the trading floor. Pulling her little sweat pant aside, she rubbed her puss as she watched me love Payton.

She, Payton, had no idea anybody else was in there as she was in the throes of ecstasy. I rolled Payton on her back again so I could see her face when I fucked her. She held on to me soused, never opening her eyes. I squeezed her tits as I lay on her, the nipples hard as fucking rock candy. Then I reached around and grabbed her ass boldness, pulling her tightly and going deeper into her cunt. I easily slipped a fingerbreadth up her ass. She responded by kissing me hard.

I risked a glance to the position ; Erin was in full moon masturbation mode as her hand squab in and out of her pussy.

'' I 'm going to fuck your tits, child ! '' I warned Payton.

She opened her eyes for the first time in about 10 transactions as she watched me square up in between her luscious jugs. She then noticed Erin sitting to her leftfield. Payton sort of laughed but did n't appear to mind.

'' What 's she doing here ? '' she asked.

'' Just observance. Maybe she thought I needed some help ... ''

Payton pushed her mammilla tight around my shaft, I could just see the tip sticking out at the top of her cleavage.

'' Erin, '' gasped Payton. `` poke my pussy or get out of here. ``

To my surprise, Erin scrambled right over and got between Payton 's legs. She lapped at her cunt as I fucked the darn out of her tits.

I love tit-fucking. The girl is mashing her own teat for me, my cock is enveloped by lenient and firm tit-flesh ... mmmm ... and they do n't cause to be all that big, either. It works with A-cuppers, even. But Payton had her C-cups in full force tonight. As I stroked her nipple, she licked my cock each meter it came to the top.

I was about at the end of my rope. I reached down and pulled on her pap as Payton squeezed her titmouse. Pulled on the fuckers pretty hard. Payton yelped as my cum shot into her sass and on her chin. She moaned more as Erin 's tongue made her cum. I shot some more cum onto her typeface, then pulled back and dropped some rafts on her big delicate tits.

Erin crawled up from behind. `` How 's she doing ? ``

Payton just lay there in intimate fulfillment, enjoying her born high. She swallowed the cum in her mouth, but the rest of it was streaming down her face.

'' That cum 's going to waste, '' I said.

Erin bent down and greedily licked it from Payton 's cheeks, lip and neck. She then drooled it into Payton 's mouthpiece, who swallowed it easily.

'' There some on her tits, too. '' I pointed out. I like to be helpful.

Erin sucked up the cum and swallowed it down. But then she stayed there, sucking on Payton 's tits.

'' Christ messiah, pop, '' said Erin. `` I really like this ! I 've never touched a woman before this. ``

I was surprised because she did n't hesitate to eat Payton 's kitty out earlier.

'' Oh my God ! '' Erin giggled as she pulled off a nipple for a second. `` Oh my God ! ! papa ! '' She greedily re-attacked Payton 's tits.

Payton roused out of her stupor to mark Erin.

'' Baby, you do that so goodness ! ``

I was taking mental notes. Erin had a way ... between her fondling and cuddling and suckling, she was driving Payton crazy.

I reached down and rubbed Payton 's clitoris ; she came again in about a minute.

Erin never let up or let go of those glorious tits. I slopped up some pussy juice onto an exposed nipple, Erin saw that and just dive on it.

I began to experience a bit supererogatory ... but then, later, they made up for it.

- - -

The next morning time we had powdered eggs, lyophilized ham, and hot cake. All courtesy of Momma Gayle, with some help from Lorrie, of course. That shit is not bad, pretty tasty, even. Considering the circumstances. The IHOP was, after all, run by Zach and Zed and Zena, at this point.

So this day, we hooked up the Charles Percy Snow plow to the Unimog. Too many perfectly bodies in the street, you know. We scored ton of plywood at the hardware store to barricade the schoolmaster 's memory. Then we implemented 'The Plan'.

We parked the Unimog at the due east end of briny street. It already had some followers. The chill thing about the Mog is its height. No matter what the Zeds do, they ca n't break in. They ca n't break the glass. They ca n't climb into the cab. So we Parked it in the middle of the street. Erin climbed on top, along with Lorrie. They had the .308 for serious long range and stopping power. Also had an AR, and the strangled 22. The estimation was, they would start shooting at Zach, which would bring more Zachs, and they would keep shooting. Lorrie would get some veridical on-the-job training.

Then we had Tina and Payton in the Clock tower, firing at Zed also. But never towards the Mog. Only down the streets they could see.

Meanwhile, myself, Gayle, Henry Morgan, and Wyatt went down to a side street at the whole former end of the minor town. We pulled up to the last house. Gayle had the AR. I had my Crovel, and the boys had pitchforks. We also had pistol, all of us. The melodic theme, though, was to go quiet and check the houses.

The initiatory one was a spell of cake. Tapped on the door, all still. The house was unlocked, cipher inside. We checked for medicines and solid food, found a pretty good stash of posterior. Some trade good food in the fridge, too, but it was all rotten. No medicine. No weapons. Some old peeress clothes, that 's about it. We stacked the cans on the porch for later pickup.

Second firm, we could see Zach standing inside, trying to get out through the door. Erin, and Lorrie, were shooting pretty regularly at the end of Town. We saw a mates zachs here and there promenade along in their direction.

I wanted the boys to get some breeding, so we had Gayle pedestal behind the door, and she yanked it open. John Pierpont Morgan went first and jabbed the fucker right wing in the eye. He dropped. Morgan let out a whoop and went to high-five his brother when I clamped him hard on the shoulder.
'' Shut the fuck up ! '' I whisper-hollered at him. He was good-for-naught, would n't do it again.

Found a little food, a .38 revolver with 9 carapace, some 42-year old Playboys, and some dirty clothes. But we took everything we could find. Candles, aluminum hydrofoil, baggies, toilet paper, matches, dog food.

Next house, we tapped on the window. We could n't see through the Windows as the curtains were drawn.

'' Who is it ? '' a female vocalization called out.

We were stunned. I motioned for one of the boys to answer.

'' It 's us ! Morgan and Wyatt victor. From the store ! ``

The lady came and opened the threshold cautiously, then let us in. The lady was probably 65+. She eyeballed us.

'' You the ones making all the illegitimate enterprise ? ``

'' Yes, '' I answered. `` I 'm Michael. This is Gayle. We 're just trying to strip up the town. You uh, you ok ? you need anything ? ``

'' Naw. I 'm unspoiled for the wintertime. Come springtime, I 'll be needing some supplies, though. You reckon we 'll get some power and food by then ? ``

'' Uh, no, Missus ... ''

'' It 's Miss. Homer A. Thompson. Never had much need for no man. Although, I do kind of like your elan, Slim. '' She let that hang. I was n't certain what to say. Was n't expecting to be hit on today, least not by an old lady. She was n't bad looking, for 65.

'' Hmph ... well ... Miss Benjamin Thompson, we 'll be around a lot. If you see us, flag us down if you need something, okay ? ``

We left, Gayle snickered and patted me on the butt. `` macho-man, '' she whispered and laughed.

We went through 30 more houses, but no early living kinsfolk. Lots of numb bodies, though ; human and zombie. Did chance a comme il faut 1911 like mine, four hunting rifles in several calibers with a few box seat of shells for each.

Suddenly, the wireless crackled to life.

'' Michael ! It 's Erin ! We need you NOW ! ``

We piled into the jeep and shot back towards principal street. We got some more info from Erin ; they had moved the hand truck to try and get a advantageously location to shoot from.

'' I told you not to do that ! ``

'' I know Michael, I 'm dingy. But Lorrie 's trapped. Hurry ! ``

We pulled up next to the Unimog, running over a couple Zachs. It was now more in the center of town. It was supposed to be away from the buildings.

'' She 's up on the indorse base. hurry ! ``

We broke into the gloomy trading floor of the real estate of the realm function. I killed two zeds with my Crovel. I could hear more of them moaning upstairs. Racing up the stairs, I hollered `` seem out below '' and threw a couple more zeds down the step. gunshot followed as Erin or someone killed them dead.
Gayle came up behind me. The Z were now converging on us. We each fired our pistols until they were empty-bellied. The floor was slippery from all the suppuration and Albert Gore Jr., but I charged forward, hacking and slashing at Zed heads. I worked my way into what seemed a bedroom, and there was Lorrie.

She was between the bed and a wall, holding back two zombi spirit with just her rifle cask. weeping and screaming, she was going to lose the battle in the next few mo as the combined exercising weight of the two big man zombi spirit was probably 400 pounds.

I hacked at a nearby zombie, then leapt on to the bed. I hacked with all my might on the zed closest to Lorrie, burying my Crovel so hard I could n't get it back out from Zach 's consistency. I yanked out my USMC Ka-Bar and buried it into the skull of the arcsecond zed. I pulled Lorrie out from under both of them as they began falling. Clutching me for devout life, Lorrie sobbed into my neck.

Everyone just stood around as I came downstairs.

'' Come on ! Form a perimeter ! What have I been talking to you about for the last 4 Clarence Day ? And individual go get my Crovel ! ``

We finally formed a walking convoy and made our way down to victor 's computer hardware. Wyat drove the jeep, running down z while I carried Lorrie. Erin and Gayle covered us as Daniel Morgan followed in the Unimog. We finally got inside the store.

We laid Lorrie on the counter, checking for snack, but she was straighten out. Her mom held her, they rocked together slowly in an old rocking professorship by the front line door.

I sat down and held my read/write head in my handwriting. Jesus Christ I almost fucked up again ! We need more grooming before we can do this kind of thing !

Erin came over to me. `` Michael ... pa ... I 'm sorry. I should n't get -- ''

'' No, '' I snapped back at her. `` You should n't have. You should make done what I said. I ca n't be everywhere. You need to think ! ``

Ashamed, Erin went up to the staircase. Probably to the clock towboat so she could burgeon forth more zeds.

'' What should we do ? '' asked Morgan.

'' I do n't know right now, bud. Just ... let me be for a few. ``

I think it was in that present moment where I realized how much I cared for these multitude. I looked at Gayle and Lorrie. Gayle was whispering softly to Lorrie, who seemed really diminished right now. They should n't be fighting zombies. They should be helping or something, but they were n't warriors. This was n't fair.

But it was n't just them. It was Erin. And the Sisters. And Payton, and Kaitlyn, and Tina. And the boys, too. I ca n't let anything happen to these people.

Zombies moaned outside.

Fuckers.

- - -

I took everybody back to the cabin a little after that. We ate an early supper of volaille corn whisky chowder. The mode was a little somber. Erin was very down on herself. Lorrie was not doing so well, neither was Gayle. Lorrie seemed to require to be hugging or holding on to her mom or myself, she did n't want to be alone. Everyone else just picked up on the vibe and did n't crap a lot of noise.

I talked with the local son after dinner party. I wanted to observe out what commercial message enterprisingness were in town or nearby. Gas Stations, storage, welding shop class, sporting goods stores, locomotive repair shops, I wanted it all. Erin tried to go to her room. I told her no, sit down with me and heed. I apologized to her. She cried. We made up. Then we talked strategy.

After a couple hr, we did More P90 training, except for Lorrie. wellspring, she did a modified version. She is n't all that flexible yet from her initial wounds.

Then everyone went to bed.

There was scratching at my door. I did n't give it.

I did n't merit any felicity right then.

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Chapter 9 - The Recovery
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The next three days raced by. I took a team of Wyatt, Erin, and Payton with me and we went to two former nearby towns, just a niggling fully grown than ours. They were as bad or tough than our picayune Town. There 's a larger town to the magnetic north of us, but I imagine they are inundated with Zeds.

Anyway, we found what we were looking for ; paintball and lacrosse gear wheel. We liked the Lacrosse helmets best as they had a yob face sieve and you could blab out with them. They were much lighter than Motorcycle helmets. Plus, you could still wear goggles with them. We found all kind of inkpad and protective equipment for the legs and arms, also. The physical object was to stool ourselves knockout to bite.

Back at the cattle ranch, we all put on our geartrain for real live training. First, everyone got used to hitting me on the head with broom handle. Did n't even reach me through my helmet, but everyone got destiny of licks in.

At the Lawnmower mend shop, we got lots of lawnmower blades. We trimmed up one end to fit the gals smaller hands, then wrapped it in paracord to draw a nice grip. We sharpened the other end to a razor-like last. Now everyone had their own personal Zed-Hacker. We also got some K roue, the goon kind, not grass roue. We cut off some of the tines, and bent the midsection ones facing forward. I thought this would come in handy.

Then we had one-v-one training, with live zombies.

Many had come up our way over the concluding few days, we let them be as they circled the fence. Then, carefully, we 'd let in one-at-a-time through the gate. We did n't try to pair them up with a like-sized person, if it was your go you got what you got.

Being generally forgetful, except for Payton, the girls were having a street fighter prison term with a one-shot kill ; Zed 's weaponry were too long. The girls learned to hack on off an arm or two initiative, then go for the putting to death. Or quetch them in the knee so Zed fell down. Then it was an easy kill shot.

Then they tried it with the roue. a good deal better ! severe swing to the stifle, down they went. Then they were leisurely pickins for a rake-shot to the head. So that became our primary coil maneuver ; rake them out in the assailable, blade them when up close.

Lorrie was the most avid of girls, surpassing even Erin. After she killed one, she would often hack it more, and spit on it. She did n't care them much. Good.

All the lady friend did pretty well. And the son turned out to be much tougher than I first thought. We were finally getting in shape.

- - -

account from the outside earthly concern were disheartening. stallion cities like New York had fallen into all over shuffling. The internet was pretty restrain. Only Google and Gmail seemed to be working anymore. Those Silicon valley guys always had slap-up security.

The HAM radio reputation were awful. Mostly just lonely calls from multitude in worry. We could n't go help them, cipher was around us. After a while we quit turning it on.

- - -

Next morning, after our P90 workout, Gayle and Lorrie went to make breakfast while I studied the web. Then, girls and Guy all sat me down at the table.

'' What 's going on ? '' I asked, baffled. It was mid-October something, not a holiday or anything.
Gayle spoke up.

'' Well Michael. Father 's day is a farsighted fashion away. But you 've been like a male parent to all of us, and we wanted to say thank you ! ``

And they brought out all kinds of good material. Including Hostess Donettes ! And air hostess cherry pie !

'' But ... but.. how ? They went out of business a twelvemonth ago ! ``

Erin laughed. `` Remember the Circle K shop ? I swiped some treat for you then. '' She hugged me operose and I hugged her back. She cried a little, then everyone else gave me a piffling present. They were mostly from the hardware entrepot in town, but it was awe-inspiring. I got a new neckerchief, folding knife, hunting socks, a mobile canteen, some other odds and death. Some Drakkar Noir from Gayle and Lorrie.

'' Where 'd you get this ? '' I chuckled. I did n't know they still made this. It was variety of an 80 's thing.

'' From the Baskins house. Mr. Baskins did n't need it anymore ... ''

I laughed at that one. Everyone was just smiling at me. I felt all uncomfortable.

'' Ok thank you everyone. I will use all these in good health. Although I may not tire out the Drakkar until we get back tonight ! '' They all laughed. Zed had a unspoilt nose, did n't want to give him any extra hints.

'' As for you guys ... Well I 'm so proud of you. You could ingest fallen apart, but you did n't. This quite a little is ... well it just sucks. But we 're gon na clear it better ! right hand ? ``

'' RIGHT ! '' they all yelled in unison.

And we went to township, and we stuck together instead of spreading out, and we kicked a shitload of Zed 's ass. And cipher really got into trouble. And the lawn-mower blade worked
as hoped, and we hardly fired the torpedo at all. It was a good day.

- - -

As we entered the house, I was told to shower first since it was `` dada appreciation day. ``
I said `` Whatever '' and went to get my cascade on. Would be nice to get clean for the first time, for once.
I was just getting some black lineage off my munition when the door opened. I was pleased ! We were so centre lately that there had n't been any 'fornicating'for quite a while. As long as it was n't one of the guy rope, I would be happy with whoever it was.

Gayle pulled back the curtain, hiding herself with it, but staring at me in all my defenseless glory.

'' Scrub your back, mister ? '' she asked sweetly.

'' Absolutely ! '' Holy tinker's dam, it 's Gayle !

'' Face the other way, then. '' Aww, she 's shy with me !

'' Ok, '' I said, turning towards the exhibitioner head. `` To differentiate you the true statement, I was n't expecting you ... where 's everyone else ? ``

'' They all seem to be really busy outside, sharpening, reloading, digging holes for the Zekes. Do n't worry, it 's still daylight, they 'll be ticket. ``

She stepped in the shower. I tried to release around.

'' Uh-uh-aahh ! Face forward ! '' she commanded. I looked down, I could see her foundation at least. They were pretty.

Something very ardent and fleshy squished into my back as she reached around me for the easy lay and that scrubby, fluffy thing that you wash with. It could only be her knocker. Jesus, they covered a lot of real number estate, I thought. She pulled back and lathered my back, slowly but firmly pushing. My cock was lengthening a little with anticipation.

She washed my arms as they hung by my side.

'' Arms up, '' she said. And washed my pits.

Then she reached around and washed my dresser, first with the scrubby and then with her bare men. She spent a lot of time on my teat. Why do men have nipples ? I do n't know, but I was glad I did. That felt wonderful.

She lowered her soapy hands down to my breadbasket. I was fully hard at this point. I tried to wiggle a little, to get my dick to hit her in the hands.

'' Easy big fellow. Easy, Big dada. '' I held still.

I was disappointed as her helping hand traveled back around to my lower back. But then, I was proud of as she rubbed my ass cheeks.

'' Oh that feels nice .... yessss ... ''

She reached between my face with the scrabbly thing, washing my asshole and contamination. I hung my head down, letting the hot water system cascade down my back.

'' Wow Daddy, '' she said. `` You 're all hard even back here ! ``

And with that, she dropped the scrubby and massaged my butthole. She leaned into me again with her tits and torso. She reached around with her other hand and gently traced her finger along my impossibly difficult shaft. But that finger on my ass ... it went inside ...

'' You like this, Daddy ? ``

'' Ummm ... I guess ... ! But what, have you got three fingers in there ? '' It felt kinda good, but also pretty fucking weird.

'' No fan. Just one. Up to the first knuckle. So about one inch or less ... '' Well it felt like Reb The Wad himself was back there. Jesus. I 'll be a small more careful with girls in the time to come when fucking their asses.

Gayle gave my cock a good liquidity crisis then suddenly let go. She slid down on her genu, and began to snog my ass cheek. She pulled them apart, then stuck her tongue in the naughtiest of places. I could n't believe it.

'' holy Fuck '' was all I was able to mutter.

Her knife slid up my ass, she wriggled it around and rimmed me some more. Can my dick get any harder ? It was already 110 % but now it felt even harder. I was having difficulty breathing. She continued tonguing me for another couple transactions. If she had touched my peter I would 've cum right then.

'' Now wash my dorsum ? '' she asked.

She turned and leaned against the roofing tile, like she was getting arrested. Her massive tits hung down, and her beautiful ass stuck out towards me. I admired her light Olea europaea skin.

'' Everything ok ? '' she asked.

'' Holy screwing. I mean. Yes ! Of course ! Just admiring the thought ! ``

I firmly grasped her ass impertinence and planted my hammer rightfulness in between them. My cockhead stuck out the top of her ass cleavage. He seemed very happy.

I forgot all about style and genteelness and the soap, I just grabbed her and held her from the book binding, running my hands all up and down her hanging pap, stomach, down to her pulsing wet cunt.

My left script massaged a tit as my right hand 's fingers slipped up inside her. Good Shepherd she was so wet inside. Her cadaver nipple tried to stand up to my tweaking, but I pinched and rolled it all around, causing Gayle to moan softly.

'' Am I ... '' she began, tentatively. `` Is my body okay ? ``

'' Oh Savior yes Gayle, why would you even ask that ? ``

'' Well, you 've got all these teenagers to fuck, and they 're so much ... tighter than me ... ''

I spread her ass nerve and buried my brass between them. I licked and nuzzled her ass and pussy, mmmm she was sopping wet. I alternated my shoving my tongue up her ass and up her cunt, she seemed to like that. I kind of settled in with my thumb in her laughingstock and reduce my lips and tongue on her pussy. Her tangy flavors covered my look as I tried to burrow into her puss. Again, I was gladiolus I had stocked up so many razors, not a haircloth in sight.

'' Savior ... Michael ! '' Gayle moaned.

I squeezed the bullshit out of both her ass boldness as I continued eating her out. Tight little cheeseparing girls are great. No dubiousness. But a woman with curves, that 's the one for me !

After a few second of this, Gayle was having fuss standing.

'' Oh shit Michael ... oh prick .... it 's here Michael ! ``

I moaned into her cunt, sending vibrations up her pussy. I felt her contractions begin.

'' FUCK ! I 'm cumming cumming oh fuck I 'm cumming oh fuck oh fuck ! ``

I swallowed down her creamy juices that flowed down her cunt and into my mouth.

Then I slumped down, and sat in the shower-bath tub. Gayle turned around and sat on top of me, impaling herself on my raging tool. With the body of water till beating down on us, she kissed me arduous, and she licked up her own juices off my face. She rose up slightly and settled back down, my cock sinking further up her twat.

I fondled her lusciously large tits, and then clamped my mouth down on one as I fucked her. I sucked her tit punishing, drawing as much as I could into my mouth.

'' I love that Michael ! suction them strong ! tweet them ! ``

So I squeezed the hell out of the one I was n't sucking, pinching and kneading her tit and mamilla roughly.

'' God Michael that goes straight to my snatch ! More Michael ! ``

I hefted one chest in my exit hand, and lightly patted it with my right.

'' seed on, do n't be a baby ! ``

So I slapped her big tit. She yelped with pleasure. So I slapped it again. And again. Each prison term, Gayle yelped like a little girl.

I got more fast-growing, slapping both her tits with both my hands. These smack were n't hard enough to bump anyone down or anything, but her skin was turning a goodly tincture of red. Gayle alternated between yelping and laughing as I continued to beset her swaying boobs.
I was getting a immense charge out of this. Gayle kept rising and falling on my cock, and watching those titmouse jiggle with each slap was too much for me.

'' Gayle, get off, I 'm going to cum ! ``

She leaned back, and said `` My tubes have been tied. Give it all to me, Daddy ! ``

I could n't concur it. I came.

As always, that 1st dig felt phenomenal ; my hot cum shooting through my nervure. Each subsequent spirt felt unbelievable, too. Gayle felt my red-hot shots enter her cunt as I pumped more and more sperm into her.

She collapsed on top of me, her tits crushing into my dresser. Her cunt quivered and spasmed as she, too, came with a fury. She grimaced in agony/pleasure, gritting her tooth and then letting out a giant `` Ahhhhhhhh ... ''

My cock began to wither a bit. Gayle rose up, then scrambled down to lick my cock before the exhibitor washed us clean. I could see she got a good portion down her throat.

'' seminal fluid, on, old man ! '' she called as she helped me up. `` Others need a shower, too ! ``

'' Probably wo n't be any hot water left for them ! '' I half-joked.

We soaped up and actually washed ourselves and finished the exhibitor. We dried ourselves and Gayle sat at the minuscule chair to fix her face. She looked so cunning, ramification crossed, tits hanging, puckering for the mirror. I felt like a young boy watching mummy get set up. My shaft felt like that, too.

'' Gayle, beloved ? ``

'' Yes, dear ? ``

'' Would you mind if I jacked off, just a little bit ? You 're so beautiful I ca n't stand it. ``

She laughed and turned a piffling so I had a near view. I stroked myself, watching this beautiful creature.

Gayle stood up, and grabbed a metro of dead body lotion. She squeezed a generous amount on to her tit. She talked to her tits, as if I was n't there, while she rubbed lotion all over them.

'' Oooo ... does that feel better missy ? Mmmmm ... yes it does ... poor things ... mmmmm ... that mean old man was slapping you poor young lady ... oh but this feels sooo gooood. ``

Gayle got down on her knees, continuing to rub her boobs.

I squirted a pretty big load right onto her tits, then a duo diminished ones, too. Gayle rubbed it all in to her breasts as she leaned over and lick my cock clean.

Beautiful and not selfish. Wow. She could be a keeper ...

... except for her daughter ...


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Later that evening, as we watched 'Pitch perfective'and American ginseng along with all the a Gallinago songs, the girls were all variety of ridiculous and a bit unknown. Seems like they approved of Gayle and I 'getting together'. She sat next to me during the moving picture, with her daughter Lorrie on my other side.
Everyone said their goodnights, and I wondered what would happen. But I did n't get to wait long.

Gayle opened my doorway and strode in. Do n't get me wrong, I was beaming to see her. But I was also not ready to be 'claimed'by her. Not just yet anyway.

'' What 's a nice lady friend like you doing in a office like this ? '' I asked her.

She laughed a little. And pulled her terrycloth robe a little tighter. Did n't matter. You could still see her feminine charms lurking underneath.

'' I just came to let the cat out of the bag, '' she said. She had a bottle of my value Justin pinot noir and a couple glasses. We sat down, me in my rolling chair and her in the alloy folding chair.

We talked about a lot of things, but mostly about our situation and what my plans were for the future. Unfortunately, that meant a lot of work. What we really needed was a way to make a zombie free region so that we could then begin farming operations. Plus we now had lots of new oral fissure from town that we had 'liberated'.

Most of the the great unwashed we met were gracious, but generally a bit older. Still, some of them had farming setting. But former than the Master 's boy, we had n't found anyone near the girls ages.

'' That 's really bothering me, Michael. I want ... I want a future tense for my daughter. ``

'' Well I 'm doing all I can, sweetheart. '' I got kind of defensive. `` I think we 've got a real shot at making something -- ''

'' Oh Michael. I do n't doubt that at all. I 'm indisputable you 'll get everything going perfectly. What I meant was ... this is hard to say ... I want Lorrie to have the love of a ripe man. Raise a family. You know, those kind of thing. ``

'' Oh ... yeah, I get that. But I guess she 's only got slim pickins right now. Mr. Olson today was single. But he was what, 55 ? ``

'' Yeah. Just what I want for Lorrie ! But no. I had someone else in my judgement. ``

My mind drew a blank shell. `` Who ? ``

'' Well ... you, Michael. ``

'' What ? '' I asked, taken aback. `` I 'm ... twice her age ! '' Actually, I was about twice everybody 's age, but that did n't seem to matter.

'' Yes but you are n't old-old. But even if there were a m guy cable to choose from, I 'd want you. You just ... you do what has to be done, you work hard, you 're good at keeping everyone alive ... plus you 're amazing at sex. ``

'' Gayle ... I do n't know what to say exactly. Lorrie 's howling, I love her like I love all of you, but ... '' I tailed off.

'' But what ? ``

'' But ... how does she feel about this ? ``

'' She 's head over heals in love with you. Most of the little girl are attracted to you, but she 's actually in love. ``

She 's in love with me ? Seriously ?

'' Well ... there 's still two main issues here. Number One is, you, Gayle. And figure Two, I 'm not sure I 'm ready to ensconce down just yet. I mean, I will at some point in time, maybe. But right now, I 'm giving all I 've got to observe our mathematical group going. I do n't screw if I have sentence for a genuine family relationship. It 's umm ... it 's pretty easy right now, I just ... get laid based on who shows up at the room access. ``

Gayle rolled her eyes.

'' Hey, sorry, that 's just how it is. I 'm not set up to be monogamous with anyone right now. And If I was, well, I 'm not certain I would pick Lorrie at this compass point. ``

Gayle kind of made a disappointed face.

'' No, I mean nothing bad about Lorrie. But I do n't acknowledge her that well ! And, then, there 's you ... and Erin ... ''

'' Me ? '' asked Gayle.

'' Yeah, you. Do n't look so surprised. We get along pretty fricking great. And, I think the keen sex is just beginning ... ''

'' Michael, I did n't have in mind you had to conjoin Lorrie today. I just want you to believe about it. Keep it in mind. ``

'' So if she comes a-knocking at my door some night ... you 're ... what ? ``

'' I 'm fine with that ! Just .... be promiscuous on her. She really ... she really likes you, like I said. And she 's a Virgo. ``

I thought about our gun-cleaning session a week ago. Lorrie seemed pretty flying to undress.

'' You sure about that ? '' I asked.

'' Yes, she would 've told me. ``

'' So, if you want me for her, what was up with the shower today ? That does n't appear to jive with what you 're saying. ``

'' Michael, I ... '' she paused and drank the quietus of her wine. `` I 'm not complete. I had this vision of you and Lorrie getting together ... but ... I wanted you first ... that does n't vocalise good at all, does it ? I mean, I at least wanted you once, before you settled in with her. It all sounds kind of stupe now that I say it out loud. ``

I drank the residual of my Pinot and poured us both some more.

Have I mentioned how gorgeous Gayle is ? My dad was a saddle horn dog in his day, even as an older man. He like the full-figured gallon like Marilyn, Mamie, Rita, etc., but his favorite was the Italian baby, Sophia Loren.

Gayle bore a comely resemblance to Sophia. I mean, when she smiled at you, you just wanted to go do manly matter like kill a bunch of living dead with your bare fist and come back for your reward. Hey, since you 're reading this, the internet is working again. Go flavor her up. Sophia, I mean. checker out some of the younger pictorial matter of her, when her haircloth is middling straight. That 's what Gayle looks like. Except, Gayle 's teat are bigger. By a lot.

I set my wineglass down and stood up. I paced around the elbow room a bit, then I knelt down in front of Gayle 's chair.

'' Gayle. '' I placed my hand on her impudence. `` Even if I fell in love with your daughter, and wanted to spend the relief of my life with her ... how could I possibly only wee-wee love to you once ? And never again ? ``

I leaned in and kissed her gently on her to the full brim. Her hand came up to me, she ran her digit through my hair.

Our mouth pressed a little unfaltering together and our sweet-smelling kiss turned a little hotter as I moved into her a little more. I broke the candy kiss, only to get a slightly different angle and start kissing her again. I kissed her more, and still more. I kissed her lower lip, and sucked it into my oral cavity, only releasing it when she giggled.

I stood up and pulled her up with me, and pressed her binding against the wall. With both my hands gently holding her face, I kissed her with passion and tenderness like I 'd never matte before.
Gayle had slipped her paw underneath my t-shirt and dragged her fingernails across my rear. Then she continued to kiss me as she pulled me closer to her.

'' Christ, '' she whispered. `` Michael, is there an apothecaries' ounce of fat on you ? ``

'' You 're just being nice. ``

She slipped my t-shirt over my head.

'' No, seriously, '' she said. `` Stand over there. Go on ! Do n't be such a baby ! ``

So I stood barefoot in the desk illumination, in just my faded denim with a bulging crotch.

'' bend around, '' she commanded. `` Slowly. ``

'' Oh come on ! '' I protested.

'' Do it ! ``

So I turned and posed a footling for her.

'' afters Jesus, Michael ! You 're beautiful ... ''

I blushed. I mean, cypher 's complained before, but this was silly.

'' You 've just lost your view, Gayle. ``

'' Pick up those weight unit, '' she said. `` Please ? ``

I had a mates 30 Ezra Pound dumb-bells I kept in there, just for something to do when waiting for downloads and such.

I did a few whorl for her, some standing pressure, I turned my back to her and did some lateral pass flys.

'' Had enough yet ? '' I turned back around to see her right mitt gently rubbing her left chest, and her will forefinger in between her front teeth. Hot. Hey, it 's kind of sang-froid to know I turn on a biddy. 38 eld old. Semi-ripped. Still have my hair, all of it. I guess I 'm not the big guy they could run into in a zombie apocalypse.

I went and stood in nominal head of Gayle, then I scooped her up in my subdivision, like I was going to pack her over a doorsill. She giggled in surprise.

'' I must fink, '' I began. `` I was only ever with one virgin in my whole animation. It did n't go so well. set of annoyance. Crying. Shame. And that was me ! '' She laughed at that one.

'' Oh you 're so smooth with womanhood ! '' she joked.

'' I 'm awful. So, you really need me to uh ... how to say this delicately ... de-flower ? Is that the right wing word ? Deflower your daughter ? ``

'' I ca n't conceive of anyone I 'd rather have do it, '' she said, twirling her digit through my hair.
I kissed her her on the lips for a few moments.

'' You want me to, fuck your daughter ? '' Long ... kiss ....

'' Yes, '' she whispered.

'' I 'm going to have to lactate her boob for a real number long meter. '' buss ...

'' Yes. ``

'' I 'm going to lick her slit. '' kiss ....

'' yesss. ``

'' She will suck my shaft. '' Kiss with some tongue ...

'' She will be good, I promise. ``

'' How do you cognize ? ``

'' I 've made her recitation. On bananas and cucumbers. ``

I stared at Gayle for a moment.

'' No shucks ? ``

'' No dickhead. I told her it was an important skill. ``

I set Gayle back to the standing situation, but we kept close and kissed to a greater extent. I undid the belt on her robe, sliding my hand between her quiet skin and the robe. I cupped her ass buttock and pulled her to me, she could find my hard-on now.

'' Mmmmm, '' she whispered. `` Nice, Michael. ``

I yanked off her robe, she stood there naked. She did n't try to cover up or anything.

'' Not always so squeamish. Let 's get this bed down. '' I stripped out of my jean as she arranged the air mattress on the floor.

As we lay down adjacent to each other, I just grabbed a big tit and started sucking it. I just get laid mammilla. All tits. There 's just something about them that drives me bollock. Yeah, big surprisal. But more than nearly guy, I love them. I love to thrash, and nibble, and twirl my tongue around them. And they all feel so different. Some are unshakable, some are really squishy, and some just go on forever, like Gayle 's. I would take turns sucking nicely to sucking as very much as I could. Some nipple bites here and there, Gayle just had her capitulum back as she enjoyed my playtime.

I always think I 'm spending too practically metre on the tits, so I moved on after a few minutes.

'' You done already, sweetie ? '' she asked.

'' Ha ! I could give suck them for time of day ... you are n't bored ? ``

'' Good Shepherd no. It 's like the best massage in the earthly concern. Only better. I 'm a thousand percent relaxed, and yet completely turned on too ! How unspoiled is that ! I could almost cum, in fact. ``

fountainhead, that sounded like a challenge. I went back to her knocker and sucked even harder and roughed them up a bit. As Gayle 's breathing increased, so did my zip. When she panted a little, I grabbed her pussycat. With my ribbon on her clitoris, I slipped a finger in between her lips and frigged her nicely. Then a little harder and faster as I bit down on a big pap of hers. She squealed with delight.

'' Suck the other one ! '' I told her, all excited.

Gayle hauled her left hand tit up to her face and drew in her own nipple to her lip. God I love that.
I rubbed her pussy faster and sucked for all I was worth.

I was rewarded in just a couple more arcminute when she suddenly stiffened, then jerked a few prison term. She let go of her tit as the orgasmic waves washed over her. I continued to rub her clit.

'' wait, '' she panted. `` Just ... let me rest ... too ... sensitive ... ''

Yeah, I 've heard that before. Sounds like a good time for mounting. Probably not what she thought, though. Too bad !

I spread her legs and guided my cock to her pussy opening.

I pressed in ... jesus she was so wet I just slid compensate in.

'' Michael ... just a moment ... not yet ... ooooohhhhh nookie .... ''

As my weightiness set down on her, our pelvises rubbed, re-igniting her clit. Gayle lam around as I pounded her with my rooster. She could n't take form any literal Scripture, just moans and `` Shi -- -- '' I think she was trying to say shit but it was too much effort. Gayle trembled.

She seemed to be on a uninterrupted medium-intensity orgasm.

'' You know, '' I said. `` She 's watched you fuck early guys. ``

'' What ! ? '' Gayle asked, trying to comprehend English. `` Who ? ``

'' Lorrie, she 's watched you fuck a lot of guy rope. '' I sped up my buffeting to her cunt.

'' No she has n't -- holy place fuck ! Oh shit Michael ! '' I pounded her harder now, making her cum harder.

'' Yes, she has. A lot of fourth dimension, apparently. She says she 's learned a lot. ``

'' That 's not -- - Ow ! '' I pinched her tit fucking toilsome. `` She should n't ... oh Redeemer Michael she ca n't ... she ca n't observe me ... oh fuck ... ''

'' Does it turn you on ? ``

Without waiting for an result, I pulled out fast and crawled up to her chest, sticking my pussy-sopping pecker into her mouth.

'' It does, does n't it ? It turns you on knowing your daughter watched you suck and fuck ... Yes just like you 're sucking me ... that means she 's seen your mamilla, your ass, oh that 's squeamish baby yeah ... and she 's seen your juicy cunt ... and not just once but a lot of clock time. ``

Well, < u > I < /u > was fucking turned on at this level, I shit you not ! Thinking about Lorrie spying on Mommy Gayle, touching herself while her mom got fucked, oh yeah !

I face-fucked Gayle a little more and then I came in a cloudburst down her throat. Load after load of hot squirt guessing into her backtalk. She swallowed it as best she could, and coughed out some of it along with my dick.

heaving, she rose up to catch her breath.

Then she called me an cocksucker and Slapped my cheek !

She sat there, all defiant, her eyes gleaming. I was fucking turned on.

I grabbed her arm and twisted her around, and pushed her face down on the mattress. She resisted, but I forced my way in between her wooden leg and shoved my shaft back into her cunt. Gayle arched her rachis as I entered her, and she moaned out flashy. I was rather instill with myself, even though I just came, I was gear up for more.

I spoke in Gayle 's ear as I fucked her relentlessly from behind.

'' Lorrie says .... you masturbate at night ... with her in the way ... you know she 's awake ! ``

'' No I do n't ! ``

'' Yes ... you pretend you do n't, but you do ... you know she 's awake when you touch your puss ... ''

'' No ... I 'm a good mom. ``

'' You 're a expectant mom ... a Fucking great mom ... but you also think about her ... ''

No solvent. I forced my hand under her abdomen so I could snaffle her pussy.

'' You think about Lorrie ... ''

'' No, it 's wrong ... ''

'' She 's so beautiful, and her body is so loyal ''

'' ... no ... ''

'' She likes watching you fuck ... and she likes you helping her learn to suck cock ... ''

'' No Michael ... hold back it ... do n't say that. ``

'' She 's touching herself right now, I 'm sure. ``

'' Stop it ... please oh shit oh stool oh shit I 'm cumming Michael no no no ''

'' Cum as Lorrie fingers her cunt ... man ca n't you almost try out it ? '' I pulled my hired hand from Gayle 's pussy and rubbed it on her brim, impertinence, pushed my fingerbreadth inside her mouth so she could taste it all.

'' You want to taste her ... '' I began cumming inside her puss. Her slit walls gripped my shaft and would n't let go.

'' Yes Michael ... I 'm cumming, I 'm CUMMING ! oh ass yes ... bonk yes .... ''

I just grunted and groaned as I came for the indorsement time, filling up her cunt with fiery hot sperm.
After a duet minute, Gayle wriggled a bit and asked `` Would you mind ... ? '' So I rolled off her. To my surprise, she went down and cleaned up my cock with her natural language and back talk, sucking up the immix cum-fruits of our labor.

'' Thank you Michael. '' She 's thanking me ? Uh, help yourself to my sperm anytime you want, honey.

'' For what ? ``

'' For making erotic love to me. This will be the last fourth dimension. I want ... I want Lorrie to make a chance. ``

We slept in each others arms all night.

But it was n't quite the survive time, we fucked again in the morning.


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Chapter 10 - The escort
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The next day was moving day for the Johnson babe. We got the master key place all reinforced, so they were going to go there and know. I 'll allow in to some jealousy there, those chicks were pretty raging piffling honies !

So we spent most of the day trying to block off the town. We 'd been to every sign of the zodiac, killed every zombie inside the homes, sheds, barns, on the streets, everywhere. And yet, there were always Sir Thomas More zombi. We figured they were coming from the road, but why ? From where ? Why are they coming here ?

'' We need to funnel them into a kill zone, '' Erin was saying. My diabolical little killer-babe !

'' You know, like into a tight spot where we are protected, but we can kill them with sticks or fizgig or something. ``

'' Genius ! '' I said.

'' Or, '' said Lorrie. `` We should get them to climb up something and then strike down. So the fall kills virtually of them. Or at least collapse their legs or spinal column. That would make unnecessary, ammo, right ? ``

The girls kind of chuckled at Lorrie 's suggestion.

'' Right ! Get them to limb a ladder and jump ! ``

'' Hold on now, '' I interrupted. `` Let me think. '' I had it. So simple, it just might work.

'' Brilliant ! Lorrie, it 's brilliant. We get some shipping containers. Cut off the end, so it 's like a rectangular tube. We tilt them up at, like a ten or twenty degree slant. We 'll need heap of them. stack them on top of each early or something. But we bait them with ... something ... get them to 30 or 40 feet high and they walk out the end of the final stage container right into thinly air. They smash on the priming coat -- ''

Lorrie interrupted me. `` We put concrete below, so it 's a hard landing lieu ! And we stick a lot of re-bar up so they get impaled and stuck ... we surround the area with fence or more shipping containers ... ''

'' And when the area fills up, '' continued Erin. `` We burn the fuckers. Then we do n't throw to shoot any of them ! ``

We were all very proud of ourselves. It 's a great shtup musical theme. Except, we did n't bear any transportation containers. Or a way to move them. Or a Crane to stack them.

Eh, minor details.

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We cleaned up more of the township. Not too many living folks, but it 's adept to rid of the lurkers. Zed likes to creep around and turn up in the most bizarre position, so it 's secure to take in him killed instead of sneaking up on you.

Lorrie proved to be as avid a zombie-killer as Erin. She hated Zach with a passion ! But unlike Erin and her throttle, Lorrie really wanted it done up last and personal. She wanted to wait into their dead eyes as they died again.

We had cleared out a segment of star sign, then we went back to them to moderate for salvageable stuff. Lorrie and I were upstairs in this skillful old mansion, checking things out.

'' So you and mom are ... what exactly ? '' she asked, coyly.

'' I 'm ... not for sure what we are, exactly. ``

'' Well, you 're doing it, right ? ``

'' Yeah. I mean, it 's been 'done'. But I do n't think there will be any More. I do n't have it off ... ''

'' Whaddya mean you do n't experience ? You 're dumping her already ? '' Lorrie was getting a little steamed.

'' No ! It 's not like that at all. It 's ... '' How do I tell her that her mom wants US to rob up ?

'' Well, you guys are outstanding together, it would be nice to induce a tangible pappa ! ``

I smiled at her.

'' But if you 're my real daddy, then we ca n't ... oh ... never mind ... ''

'' Lorrie -- ''

'' No ! Never mind, it 's fine. It 's finely ! Get back together with her ! ``

Wow, cipher can shut you down faster than a teenager !

We looked through the sign some more. It 's form of sad, looking through a dead somebody 's life.
Usually, we just look for safes where we might find guns, bole for ammo, kitchens for food etc. But this household was different. It was, really nice.

'' You know, Lorrie, '' I began. `` I like this house. I mean really. I could live in this house if it were n't for the damn zombi. ``

'' Wyatt said it was once the Mayor 's house. The townspeople built it a farsighted clock time ago for the then current mayor to live in. But later, it got bought by some rich mass ... The town needed the money, I guess. ``

I looked through the closet.

'' She was about your size, I think. ``

'' Wow, '' said Lorrie as she picked out a duet outfits. `` She had some taste sensation. Where in this Ithiel Town would she wear this stuff ? This is like, New York City, 20 eld ago, maybe. ``
Lorrie sighed as we heard some moan from the street.

'' Duty calls, '' I said.

'' Let me get these zekes, ok ? ``

And she did. She hacked them up good.

'' Remind me not to get you too pissed off at me ! '' I joked.

'' You 're already halfway there, Mister ! '' She waggled her big blade at me. I think she was joking ?

We rendezvoused at the Hardware store for lunch, now re-named Masters and Johnson, in purity of the approaching wedding ceremony between the Masters male child and the Samuel Johnson Sister. Lorrie was occupied by Gayle with something, I grabbed Erin for a moment.

'' Come with me for a mo ? ``

She grabbed her rifle and we ran two cylinder block back to that decent house.

'' What are you doing, daddy-oh ? ``

'' I want to get a couple matter from here, without everybody knowing. ``

'' You mean, without Lorrie knowing ? or Gayle knowing ? '' She smirked. `` Shoot, I thought we were coming out for a quickie ! Am I old news show already ? ``

'' You 're never old news program, my slight darling. But ... I just ... ''

'' Oh it 's okay, old man ! What are we getting ? ``

'' This ... and maybe these ... '' I pulled out a bleak apparel, fitted, with some brainsick deletion. Kind of like that Demi Moore attire from 20 class ago. And I grabbed a couple of dainty heels.

'' Those wo n't fit Gayle, '' Erin warned me.

'' Oh, uh ... that 's okay ... ''

Erin laughed at me. `` Yes, they will fit Lorrie. You 're such a geek. ``

Erin grabbed some earrings and a nice necklace, too. `` You 'll require these, too. ``

We stashed everything in the Jeep. I was giddy like a schoolgirl. Schoolboy, I mean. Jeez, I was actually acting like a retard.

'' Stop smile, Daddy, you look like you 're up to something. '' Erin punched my arm and laughed.

'' So what 's your plan, Daddy-man ? You going to take her to dinner ? Not many restaurants unresolved right now ... ''

'' wellspring, I have n't gotten that far. ``

'' Geek. Ok, I 'll conceive of something. Just go with it, ok ? ``

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We spent the rest of the day getting the Dr. Johnson Sisters and the Masters Brothers situated. I let them have two solar control board and a deep bike assault and battery so they could receive spark and excite up batteries. We got them some nutrient and piddle, too.

Eventually, the relief of us went back to my cabin. Lorrie rode with me in the Mog and Erin followed with the jeep. Everybody hung out for the afternoon, getting showers and having a cocktail or two as we played some music picture on the TV. It was kind of assuredness. At one point, Erin dragged a bundle into my computer room that included the frock and horseshoe. She winked at me, then flashed her knocker and said `` Do n't forget about me, daddy ! ``

I turned her around and spanked her ass, then held on and rubbed her pussy through her camo pants a petty bit.

'' Ooooh Daddy ! '' she cooed. `` Lorrie 's in the cascade ... ''

Yes, I want Lorrie so badly I can taste it. But this is Erin !

'' Alright, up against the wall, little beef. bedcover em ! ``

I felt her up, roughly. As usual, she was n't wearing any bra or underclothing. I undid her pants and yanked them down to scupper her ass. I could see her cunt lips, too.

I grabbed her gorgeous piffling boob with my left deal and with my right, I slid it between her ass cheeks.

'' Oh yes, dad ... yes ... touch me ... ''

While squeezing her tit hard, I gently rubbed her cunt sass, feeling her moisture already, my helping hand spread them apart. I pinched her mamilla backbreaking and held on to it tightly, and slipped my fingerbreadth up to her clit. I massaged her snatch like that, while still death-gripping and pulling on her nipple.

'' Quiet baby ... halt tranquillity ... '' I said to her. `` It 's just daddy. Just pop feeling up his little lady friend ... His bad little daughter ... and her wet pussy ... daddy likes her wet cunt ... yes ... he will solve it again soon ... yes daddy likes her twat ... ''

'' It 's your cunt, pop, '' Erin whispered. `` Do whatever you want, Daddy ... but do n't stop ... roll in the hay me anywhere I do n't care, pappa ... even If you marry Lorrie, just have sex me sometimes. ``
I rubbed her cunt harder, squishing around in all her twat drippings. I grabbed her former tit and squeezed it hard.

'' That 's a good girl ... you like me squeezing your tits ? ``

'' Yes Daddy ... they 've been bad. ``

'' You and Payton getting it on ? ``

'' Yes pa, she licks me all the meter. We shower together, and I pee on her tits in the cascade. You should see us pop ... you should pee on her tits, too ... oh god ! shit shit shit dogshit ! I 'm cumming daddy cumming so good oh shucks oh shit ! ``

Erin soaked my script with her juice. I slipped my drenched middle finger right up her butthole as she continued cumming.

Erin turned around and began to kneel down in social movement of me, to suck my fully raging cock. I stopped her, though, and held out my wet helping hand. She licked it clean of herself and swallowed everything she could.

'' I might want this later, I hope ! '' I said as I patted my cock.

I hoisted up her knickers, patted her bum, and sent her on her way. I returned to the lounge a few minutes later, cypher seemed to notice. I took my shower.

I came from my shower and met Erin again, who handed me a courteous stale Coors Light.

'' Well thanks, darlin ! ``

She smiled. `` Some of us were thinking, maybe we might go back down to see the son and girls for dinner. You know, help them out with their first repast and stuff. ``

Nice program, Erin ! What a good girl she is ...

'' Well, who 's going ? I 'm kind of beat, but I do n't have it away if I like the idea of us separating, especially at night. ``

the true was, Zach had been pretty equanimity lately, we seemed to have got killed almost of them in town.
But I had to make it appear good.

'' Well, I 'm going, '' said Erin. `` And I 'm not drinking. I 've got my AR, the repress 22, my 1911, my steel. The rest of us will be armed also. We 'll be undecomposed ! '' She winked at me.

'' well maybe I should go with you -- '' I started.

'' Naw, you stay here. Besides, I think Gayle is n't feeling well. Lorrie 's going to ride out with her. We need you up here to hang. ``

I thought about it for a few moments, hoping to take a leak it await beneficial. `` Well, I guess it 's settled then ! ``

Erin and I did go over plan and rules. I was n't too touch, but I did n't want anything stupid to happen. And you can always look on Zach to make matter stupid.

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We all said so long to each other as the group went to down to visit the master key and Andrew Johnson hardware store.

'' Gayle, are you not feeling well ? '' I asked.

'' Oh, just a little vexation. Nothing serious. I 'm going to rest in my room, I think. ``

'' I was going to induce us some dinner, I 'll send you in a home ? ``

'' Sounds good, '' she replied as she ambled off. A few minutes later, Lorrie stepped out. She looked great in her khaki trunks and t-shirt.

'' Would you care to dine with me, youthful madam ? '' I made an hyperbolise bow.

'' Oh my ! '' Lorrie replied in her best fake southern accent. `` Well are n't you just a costly man ? I would love to ! ``

I picked up the southern drawl, too. I mean, I 'm from Texas so I have some of one already, but I exaggerated it. `` well darlin, I happened to be shopping today, and I picked out a lilliputian something that I reckon just might fit. Would you like to try it ? ``

'' You are too sort, sir ! I would just be enthral ! I mean, after all, what kind of dinner outfit is one with blood on it ? ``

We walked to my room, I opened the box for her. She gasped as she held up the dress.

'' It 's, it 's beautiful ! Where on earth did you ... ''

'' Now darlin, that 's not important. What is important is that dinner party is in one hour, and I do n't want to see hide nor hair of you until then ! Now, git along ! ``

I handed her the footwear and shoo her out of the way. I had things to do !

Within the next 60 minutes, I whipped up some freeze dried beef stroganoff, canned corn, and sure-enough Bisquick cookie ! Then I perked myself up a niggling, shaved, put on my best shirt and some of that Drakkar Noir they found. I looked pretty adept, if I must say so.

In precisely one hour, Lorrie made her entry. And what an entrance !

The clothes, disastrous. The intent, bare shoulders, with about one-inch straps that crisscrossed over Lorrie 's plentiful cleavage. Tight around her tum, flowing over her hips, and ending just above her stifle. Her bare legs stretched down to her satin Shirley Temple Black stiletto 3 inch heels. Her full-bodied brown whisker tumbled over her shoulder in its naturally wavy way. Just a piffling makeup to highlight her centre and some lip polish to make her sassing shiny.

I could n't mouth. My jaw actually dropped.

Lorrie walked towards me, stopped, and did a good turn a few metrical unit away from me.

'' Well ? '' she asked, softly. `` Do I look okay ? ``

Gayle watched from the hallway, her hands clasped and her center shone with pride.

'' Lorrie. goodness God ! I 've never seen anyone, anything, so striking ! ``

'' I almost did n't don it, but mom made me. ``

Gayle gave a little wafture at that stop. `` unspoiled Night you two ! '' She retired to her room.

'' well, uh ... '' I stammered. She actually had me flustered ! `` How about I escort you to the waiting area where we can make a cocktail. ``

She went into her southern accent again.

'' Why, sir ! You know that the legal age for soaker beverages is 21 ! ``

'' Darlin', if we see a peace officer, I shall wrick myself in ! Until then, I think we 'll be alright. ``

I pulled out the necklace and earrings I looted, err, scavenged, and placed the silver gray necklace around her cervix, my hands lingering on her flaccid skin. She put in the matching earrings and admired herself in the mirror.

'' I never thought, I did n't think that this was ever possible again ! I feel like royalty or something ! ``

Chuckling, I slipped my arm around her warm shank as she snuggled close. I made us some Grey Goose auger over ice. It 's a simple drink, just vodka and rose 's quicklime juice, but it 's true and to the point.

We sipped our drinks, told each other funny little stories, talked about old times. The thing was, she had a way of making me seem interesting. But it was n't forced, she seemed excited about what I had to say. She was either very goodness at this, or she actually cared. I was hoping it was that she cared.

She ran a photographic plate of food back to Gayle, then we ate our dinner with a cool down chardonnay. I find snowy wine to be very tongue-loosening, and so did Lorrie. She told me write up of near-misses with male child ; lashings of boyfriends but most were scared of her or too stupid to know what to do.

'' But what about college ? There had to be some 'men'in your socio-economic class ? ``

'' Well, '' she began. `` There were some occupy prospects, for surely. And one professor who already promised me an'A'if I would sleep over. But it just was n't clicking yet. And then, well, all this shit came down ... '' She waved her hand at the offensive outdoor world.

'' What about you, why is there no Missus around ? ``

'' Well, there was one. She had problem remembering she was married, though. Since then ... just have n't found the right one, I guess. ``

'' And what round now ? '' asked Lorrie. `` You do n't appear to be having any female trouble right now. ``

'' Ha ! No, not really. ``

'' Who 's your favorite ? ``

'' Oh no darlin, I 'm not going to answer that one ! ``

'' Oh why not ? What about my mom ? ``

'' A man does n't snog and differentiate. ``

'' You have n't kissed me yet ... '' her spokesperson trailed off. `` Are n't I, pretty enough ? '' She leaned forward earnestly. She really wanted an reply. But I was having a hard meter concentrating with all her tit flesh and cleavage poking through the top of her dress.

'' Lorrie, '' I began. `` You 're the prettiest girl here. Prettiest miss anywhere, actually ! I just, well, you were injured, and then your Mom and everything. ``

'' Ah yes. Mom. You know, Michael, with some practice I could be as good as her in bed, I 'm surely ! I 've watched lots of picture, and, ohmygod I should shut out up ! I 'm so chagrined ! ``

I stood up and held out my hand to her. Grabbing the remote, I clicked on some soft euphony, this old 70s mathematical group called 'Ambrosia'.

I slid my manus to her shank as hers clasped around my neck. We swayed gently for a few moments, and I pulled her closer to me.

Her dead body melted into mine, her massive chest pressed into mine. Her tomentum smelled yummy, some flushed shampoo. While everyone takes shower bath, usually we smell a niggling membership as we 're working arduous killing Zeds. But now, with Lorrie, she just smelled like heaven.

My cock began to squeeze. And to occupy up.

'' Uh ... excuse me for a second babe. '' I had to reach in and line up my cock as it was growing in an uncomfortable place. `` All better now. ``

'' You get, voiceless that fast ? I 'm meritless, that 's so personal ... ''

'' No it 's okay. And yes, with you pressing up against me, yes I get toilsome very fast. ``

I pulled her in tighter so our pelvis contacted.

'' Nice, Michael, '' she whispered.

I slid my hand down her back, tracing her scar.

'' You seem all healed up. ``

'' Yes, thanks to you. You saved my life, you really did. ``

Lorrie leaned up and kissed my boldness and lingered for a present moment. I turned slightly and met her backtalk with mine. Oh god, she was so voiced and warm. She opened her mouth slightly as I did, and we tested and tasted each other. My right manus came up and I lightly traced her jawline with a couple of my fingers.

After a few bit, our lips parted. But I pressed my brow to hers, maintaining a very intimate stance.

'' Hey, '' I whispered.

'' Hey, '' she whispered back.

'' I like this. I like you. A lot. ``

Lorrie pulled me to her and kissed me hard, her sass working me over. Her hot tongue licked my pep pill lip, then darted inside my mouth. I tried to wrestle her knife with mine as our passionateness increased. I grabbed both her ass buttock full on and grinded my cock into her. She responded with a little gasp, and then proceeded to suckle my tongue.

I could get lost in this girl.


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Chapter 11 - The Story of Lorrie
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I begged Michael to let me pen this part of the story. I was taking creative writing in shoal when all of this went down and, so, I think the story needs my cutaneous senses. So yes, I was completely in puppy dear with Michael at this degree. I was also a virgin, technically. Meaning I had n't actually had a penis inside me. I had had other affair, like Mom 's purple vibrator, her glass dildo, a cucumber vine, and some other assorted, um, 'items'inside me. But not a actual penis.

So, you may ask, why was I in love with Michael ? I mean, he was, and still is, basically an old man ! I think he 's 36 or 38 at this point and I was just past 18. He 's as old as my mom. He could be my dad, for Jesus 's sake. In those older sidereal day, I think he was like prepare to hoard Social Security ! ( I 'm for sure he will be spanking me at about this point when he reads this. )

Well, it was just Mom and I growing up, 'Dad'was just something early people had, not us. He left before I was born and there never was another man around for very long. Mom had very high criterion. She had 'friends'but never 'uncles'. But somewhere along the line, I think I was about 13 or 14, I watched a moving-picture show with Mom. It was called 'Tombstone .'Maybe you 've seen it. It 's the story of Wyatt Earp and his brothers. It starred Kurt Russel as Wyatt, and had lots of former cool people in it. But the reason I 'm telling you this, is because this is the kickoff time I saw Sam Elliott. Ahh, my Sam. I used to write his name and make flowers around it. I used to drop a line my name and his name together, and I would pen 'Lorrie Elliott'and fill pages with hearts and flowers ! So you do n't sleep together him ? He was Virgil Earp. Tall, slightly graying hair, and THAT VOICE ! oceanic abyss baritone, Texas accent, and his character was just a fucking MAN about everything. He was also in Ghost Rider ( my second base favorite movie, behind Tombstone ) as the guy in the memorial park who tells Nicholas batting cage what 's going on with everything. He did a gang of TV commercials, including Ram Trucks for the last few age right up to the Zombie Crash.

I do n't be intimate where he is now, but I 'm sure he 's in TX doing just fine. So as you can see, I grew up with this mega press on some old movie actor.

fast forward trough now. We girls were on the run from the zombi, and we were losing mass left and rightfulness. You ca n't even imagine the terror and hopelessness of that. ( Michael had n't gone through that so he never explained a good deal about 'the smash'of civilization in this narrative. ) He was all set up there in his sand trap drinking dusty beers and jacking off. Meanwhile, WE were good Death at every whole tone. I got really hurt falling down as we were trying to climb up a fence. I could finger hot blood running down my vertebral column and I could see the reverence in everyone 's heart as we tried to feel a house to let us in, away from the relentless killers.

I remember getting inside this theatre, and then passing out. I have glance of things from then on, but I 'm not indisputable if they are my factual memory or false one since I 've heard the tale so many times.

What I do remember is waking up and not knowing what the screwing was going on. I was face down on a bed, pretty much lying in a flood of what smelled like pee ( it was mine, yuck ! ) all in a unknown elbow room I had never seen before. Mom came and helped me and tried to fill me in on what was happening ; this miracle man had saved our spirit at the very finis possible moment before we were all eat up live. He had taken us to a untroubled property that had food, water, electrical energy, movies, guns, popcorn, and he was n't an mother fucker ! He patched me up and hold back me from dying of infection.

I met him for the first time a little while late that day. I had just found out he was nearly killed the Nox before getting me some medicine, and he was now training the girls in shooting skills so they could all kill zombies.

So here 's the scene : He walks in to say 'hello'to me. And he 's got a Lone-Star State emphasis ! Not real unassailable, but nice, you know ? I think maybe he 's in his 30 's, he 's got blue jean on and some kind of army sweater on, and military-looking flush. His air, his deportment, he was just ... well he was n't a pussy, I can severalize you that ! His well-favoured face appeared overthrow about something, and yet he was pure redolence and benignity to me. As we chatted, he ran a fingerbreadth around my ear, pushing my tomentum off my face and behind that ear. I just about melted.

Over the next span of Clarence Shepard Day Jr., while I 'm recovering, taradiddle start filtering around how he 's having sex with some of the girls, and he 's got a big fucking rooster. So let 's recap. Big cock, good-looking guy, tall, Texas accent, has his red cent together, putting to death zombies without batting an eye, saves damsels in severe distress, likes musicals and retro rock, is apparently good at pleasing the lady, and he 's old. So that 's about 89 sound things to one not-so-great thing. Fortunately, I 've had a sprightliness long love matter with my aged Sam, so that one thing is not a show-stopper.

So like yes, I was totally head over heels, prime time in making love with him ! Do I have to actually say it ? `` My Sam '' became `` My Micheal ''. All I had to do was convince him that I was so much better than the 8 hot baby already here, not to advert my age-appropriate mother. No problem whatsoever, right ? Especially for an injured virgin like myself !

Things went along for a clock time, Michael was banging everyone including my Mom, and completely leaving me alone. He seemed to not really want to look at me at clock time. Now, I do n't want to appear like all stuck up and shit, but I 'm pretty damn cute. I was thinking it was maybe my booby. Guys are so weird. They seem to like boobs, but if you 've got over-sized ones like I do, they just make fun of you or get all stupid or, I do n't recognise what. I know there 's guys who think that 'more than a handful is a permissive waste', and then there 's guy rope who just love massive tit. How do I know this while remaining a virgin ? unsubdivided ! I watch a lot of pornography and read the comments.

So Mom and I talked a lot about him. She was gushing and gave me a few details of their entirely sentence together. I knew she was smitten ( her Holy Writ, not mine ) but she also knew it was just kind of a fling ; Michael did n't seem to need to get too attached at this decimal point. I was down with that. If it was me and I lived with 8 hot guys, I would n't just settle down with one and tell the others to bail !

But mom was saying that she thought he liked me, and she had told him that I was in love with him. I just about smacked her for that ! But, I was. Late at Nox, when mom thought I was asleep, I could hear mom giving herself an orgasm. Squishy sounds in a minor room, can only be one matter, ya know ? Sometimes she would whisper his epithet. Then she 'd fall asleep. Of course, that got me very horny so then I 'd accept to pleasure myself, also whispering his name.

After I cum, I like to dip my fingers in my twat and propagate my coming around my steady nipples. Then, I lick them clean. I think it 's very aphrodisiac. I got it from watching Mom once with one of her 'friends'. But I added a piddling twist. After I swallow down my juice, I like to just hug my boobs to my aspect, like diffuse warm pillows. Sometimes I kiss and suck my nipples more, but usually they just comfort me. virtually nights I drift off to sleep that way.

I figured the one thing I could do to get Michaels'attention was to suit a world-champion automaton killer. And so when my back healed I worked very hard and listened to everything he said and I got fucking commodity at it ! Erin is a effective shot than me, but, up close and personal ? I 'm the in effect of all the girls. My peter are, a Gerber mini-machete and a long painters pole. On the pole, we worked up a spike with kind of a `` Tee '' on it. The move is, I use the pole to try and bump down the Zed, then hack on his fucking learning ability with the machete. If he 's really big and I ca n't knock him down, the celestial pole at least sustain his arms off me while I hack them before I get to his stupid person head.

I used to be variety of like a girly-girl, not very athletic or anything. And I liked dressing up and looking pretty, and I was never bothered with any worldy worry outside my niggling rophy of friends. In light, I was a shockable twerp. But hey, we can all change !

Now, I feel naked if I do n't bear my 1911 and my Mini-machete strapped on me. I feel nervous if I do n't also have my terminal and my AR strapped on or within arm 's reach. I like killing these fuckers, I do n't listen saying it. I was just starting to infix the world, and they fucked it all up. I hate them.

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Okay I just got the stink-eye from Michael. He said I was supposed to save about my first intimate experience with another soul, but instead I 'm `` blathering on about everything except that. '' I guess he 's right, it 's his story and I 'm only a client author. Still, I just stood up and farted in his general counseling, just to teach him a lesson.

So where were we ... Ah yes ! The Dance ! I did n't go to my Prom because Chris got the flu, so I always felt bad about missing that. And missing the after-prom activities ! But Chris was too shy and did n't recognise what to do anyway ... I know, I know ! I 'm digressing ! the Nazarene Good Shepherd you people need to calm down.

So, Michael made us a light but wonderful dinner. Obviously, he did n't want us to get filled up ! But he was freely pouring the drinks, for certainly. He was so kind, and sweet, and staring into my middle, when he asked me to trip the light fantastic toe I just nodded because I was about to cry ! He pulled me close, our bodies touched. He traced the scar on my book binding from my neck down to my lower back. It was sexy, not gross, and it just reminded me that this heroic man saved my life on respective affair now, and he was touching ME and dancing with ME.

I could finger little inspiration in my pussy during dinner, but skilful Jehovah I was on fire when we started dancing ! His firm arms wrapped around me, his manly scent enveloped me, I just wanted him to completely take away me over. As he held me tight, my breasts crushed into him. Does that do anything for him ? It did a lot for me. As he pulled me even closer, I could find something on his right leg. Something intemperately. I 'm for sure it was his pecker, but I thought it was in the midsection between his wooden leg, not on a leg ?

'' Ah, '' he said. `` Excuse me for a second, infant. '' Michael pulled back and stuck his hand down his own pant. `` All beneficial now. ``

I was n't for sure what happened, I guess he straightened himself out. Although I had watched a lot of pornography, the cocks were usually just hard ; I did n't know how foresightful it took to go from balmy to hard. We giggled about that as he pressed it into me again. This time, I could finger all of his unfeelingness pressed against me. And he said it was for me, I made him that difficult. sanctum prick ! My nipples were difficult, I can tell you that, and my pussy seemed to be on fire, a wet fire.

Then, he said he liked me. ME ! The awkward, mis-proportioned girl ! He likes me ! A lot ! I kissed his impudence, then he turned and he met me with his mouthpiece. Our tongues danced and metre seemed to stand still. Next affair I know both his paw are on my ass boldness, and he 's pressing his surd cock into my corporation. I moved a fiddling sideways so I got one of his legs between mine, and I grinded against him like a common slut. But I did n't handle, it felt so beneficial !

We kissed for several arcminute, lost in each others lips. His hands felt so effective on my behind, squeezing hard, almost too knockout but it not quite. My men eventually drifted down his sides, and slid under his shirt and I touched his warm, bare skin for the first time. He did n't have an ounce of fat on him. I ran my hands up the front of his chest of drawers, feeling the conformation of his hard stomach and then the swell of his hard pecs. He flexed for me and I laughed, embarrassing him a little but he got over it.

'' Nice chest of drawers, mister. '' I purred as I massaged him.

'' You too, trivial gentlewoman ! '' he responded. `` I do n't retrieve you sympathise how well you look ! ``

He reached down, and scooped me up in his arms like I was just a piece of music of composition ! We kissed some more, and then he said :

'' Would you like to ... '' and I nodded.

'' Wait, '' he said in surprisal. `` You do n't even know what I 'm going to ask ! ``

'' Well, I hope you 're going to ask me to bed ! ``

'' Oh, bad looker. I was going to ask if you 'd help me wash the Jeep ? ``

'' certainly, '' I replied. `` And then we fuck after that ? '' I know, Mom says I have a vulgar, dirty backtalk. But this was n't the time for shade. I was burning up.

He kissed me again. `` Well, '' he said, laughing. `` Maybe the Jeep can wait until tomorrow. '' He started towards his room, still carrying me.

'' Yeah, maybe it can. Or maybe you 'll be too tired and worn out. Virgin busting is strong oeuvre, or so I hear. ``

He just smiled and set me down gently after we entered his room. He arranged the air mattress and turned on a soft light source, then turned to me.

'' So, you have n't seen a naked man before ? In soul, I mean ? ``

I shook my school principal, no.

'' Want to ? ``

I nodded my head, yes.

'' okeh, stay there, I 'll peel for you. ``

He unbuttoned his hanker sleeve shirt, slowly. He pulled it back, exposing his bare chest. I could scarcely breathe. He threw the shirt on the story. Kicked off his shoe, then pulled his wind sock off.

'' in conclusion chance ! '' he said as he stood there with his hands on the fly of his jean. `` You can still back out ! ``

In a slightly trembling spokesperson, I answered. `` I might just shoot down you where you stand if you stop now. ``

He laughed, but I think he saw I was n't kidding.

Turning his dorsum towards me, he undid his fly. Then he lowered his pants, slowly, slowly exposing the fracture of his butt cheeks. His ass was perfect. As he removed the pants completely, I marveled at how the heftiness in his legs and butt flexed as he moved.

He turned towards me with his branch outstretched a little and said `` Ta-da ! ``

Staring me in the face was a three-foot behemoth cock.

fountainhead, I was a Virgin, think back ? It seemed like it was three feet long. He told me later it 's about 8 in. All I know is that it was far bad than the dildo I had been playing with. Thicker too. I was torn between being scared to destruction of this affair, and wanting to devour it with my sassing and pussy.

lust won the day, and I started towards him, bending down on my knees when I got there. I just breathed in his scent for a few moment, strong, musky. My workforce on his second joint, I knew from the pornography what I was supposed to do, but doing it for real is a dissimilar story. I tentatively moved in, and kissed the tip.

'' Hmmm, '' Michael moaned. `` That 's nice. ``

I began to make out with his cock, and my right field hand came over to grip it. Savior ! The skin is so lenient, but underneath is so firmly ! How is this possible ? And the pelt moves around on the outside a slight, fascinating ...

Gathering up my courage, I opened my mouth and covered his unscathed tip with my lips. goodness god, my mouth was loose almost as very much as it could, and I only had about an inch inside ! How do those miss deep throat like in the movies ? But it felt so cool, so salutary, and then I had a salty taste in my lip. I pulled back and I could see this juice ooze from the tip.

'' Pre-cum, '' Michael said. `` It 's a lubricant. ``

I went back down on him, oh yeah, I can taste it now. Not bad at all ! You know, some adult female seem to hate the taste of cum, and some love it. Seems like fewer erotic love it, though. I hoped I would like it.

After a couple minute, Michael helped me back up to standing.

'' Baby, '' he said, breathing heavily. `` How about we get you out of this garb ? ``

He turned me around and undid the little clasp in the back. After stepping out of my dress, he slid my underwear off. The moment of true statement was coming, he was going to see my oversized booby in just a few seconds.

'' Ho-holy shit ! '' Michael exclaimed when he turned me around.

'' Am I, '' I stammered. `` Am I ... okay ? ``

Michael held me and kissed me.

'' You 're the most gorgeous, perfect woman I 've ever seen. Really. '' And he kissed me hard again.

After a few moments, I broke the kiss. I was so hot and wet, I was going to bug out oozing down my leg.

'' Michael ? Um, I 'm sure enough there 's like, a protocol, or an etiquette here, or a episode of events. And I want to do them all at some point. But can we first just, um, well ... '' I could n't believe I was all tongue-tie. Usually they ca n't shut me up.

'' What is it baby ? You want to kiss more ? Just tell me. '' He was so sweet.

'' Well can we just hop-skip all the arousal and get to the fucking ? I 'm really prepare now. ``

He laid me down gently on the mattress, me legs instinctively paste open. I was dripping wet. Michael settled in on top of me, resting his weighting on his coat of arms. I could feel his cock bumping around down there, I opened my legs as wide of the mark as I could. He reached down to emplacement his prick, and suddenly it was there at my entrance. He rubbed it up and down my incision a few clock time, coating his putz with my juices. Then he brought his arm back up and rested on it.

'' Please Michael, '' I whispered. `` Fuck me. ``

His prick inched inside me, stretching me out like I could never have imagined. He pressed his hard cock further into me, pulling it back out a little and then sliding forward. I had used a dildo before, but it was nothing like this !

After a few 'ohmygods', Michael checked if he was hurting me.

'' No, not at all. But, it 's in all the way, right ? ``

He just chuckled.

Rising up a little, He then lowered himself completely into me. I gasped as he stretched me further than I thought possible. I could n't take a breather for a moment.

'' That, my dear, is all the way ! '' Michael laughed again. `` You ok ? ``

'' Just, need a secondly, '' I whimpered. Maybe I should throw done more than of that foreplay, I thought. Michael held still, but kissed me deeply. His knife circled mine dreamily. He lifted himself up a bit, relieving some pressure, ahh that 's better, gave me a little breathing room.

'' Bring your tits up, '' he told me. He was resting on his hired hand so he could n't move.

They were splayed out to my position, I grabbed them and pulled them up to my face, my nipples pointing right at him. He bent his foreland down and kissed my left nipple, tonguing it softly. I swear to God that a lightning dash went `` Zzzzzttttt ! '' right from my nipple to my pussy. His warm mouth engulfed my laborious nipple and he sucked it inside his mouth. As the Muriel Spark continued to fly, he moved over and sucked the other one ! God dammit ! I pushed them together so my mammilla were almost touching each other, he tongued both of them frantically, maiden one and then the other. My twat felt like it was on fervency ! Suddenly, the slight ache down there was gone, replaced by a warm, sensory feeling.

Michael pulled his cock most of the way out. I was about to protest when he sank it back inside me, all the way ! Then he did it again, and again. Jesus Saviour, I thought, NOW I 'm getting fucked !

I let go of my pap so I could grab his ass and pull up him into me. God it felt so fucking skillful. I 've masturbated a few thousand times but it was never like this, at all ! Soon he put his solid weightiness on me and I felt ... overwhelmed. He was in complete control condition of me, I could n't move anything except my pelvic girdle, up and down to come across his strokes. I felt he had me pinned to he bed, like his cock impaled me and I was trapped under him.

I loved it. God damn I loved it.

Each apoplexy he ground into my clit. Each stroke I moaned or grunted or made some variety of guttural, primal noise. My cunt was stretched to it 's limits, but I did n't want him to kibosh, no fucking way. At some point he reached for and found my left over tit. He molested it with his hand so a lot that I cried out.

'' Sorry baby ! '' he panted.

'' puff on it harder goddamit ! '' I cried.

He pressed harder into my tit and pulled and yanked on it, then he brought it up to our faces so we could both see my pap. Looking into my oculus, he encircled my inflexible tit, and bit down on it with his teeth.

I shrieked with pain/pleasure.

'' Make it palpate better, '' he said to me, placing my tit right in my face.

I gently tongued my mamilla, then drew it in my mouth and gently sucked it. I do this all the sentence, but I always thought it was a little Weird to draw on your own torso function. I did n't think anyone else would conceive it was ok.

He told me to nurse onto that one while he brought my other tit up. I sucked on my left while he sucked on my right. His fucking had slowed, but he was doing these longsighted, powerful strokes now, slamming into my organic structure. Into my womanhood. Into my fiery cunt.

'' replacement ! '' he whispered. And we traded tits, kissing in between.

'' Hold them, baby ! '' he commanded as he rose up on his hands and started REALLY fucking me fast and laborious. I pinched and squeezed my nipples and tits as dependable I could, seeing that they were jiggling all over the place as Michael power-fucked me. As he increased his amphetamine, I felt that wonderful sensation developing in my pussy. My sexual climax, it 's nearby. It 's on it 's way, it 's building up.

'' Michael, '' I panted. `` I 'm going to, I 'm going to cum soon. ``

From then on it was a bit of a blur. Michael told me later I just panted the Holy Writ 'Fuck'about a thousand multiplication, with the occasional 'Fuck me Daddy'thrown in just for fun. As my orgasm neared, I arched my binding and lost all control.

'' Oh my GOD MICHAEL ! ! ! '' I screamed as my orgasm exploded throughout my body. As my slit trembled and shook, he kept pounding me into this long, stretched out orgasm that I had never even dreamed of before. I could n't breathe, I could n't talk, I could n't act, I was just a bunch of raw pleasure nerves reacting to this beautiful man and his beautiful dick. Wave of cum spasm involuntarily wracked my body. I remember hearing a woman groaning and moaning, only to bring in it was me.

Michael reached under my ass with both hired hand and lifted my pussy up somewhat and he fast-fucked me even harder. He slipped his middle finger's breadth right up my bastard. It felt fantastic. From watching smut, anal retentive sex always looked interesting, but also very scary and something I could never picture myself doing. Suddenly, it did n't seem all that far-fetched.

With a shout of `` I 'm cumming ! ``, Michael suddenly stopped moving. I felt his cock expand in size of it, and suddenly I felt flooded with this grotesque hot feel in my snatch. Then he stroked some more and he felt WONDERFUL in there. Even more slippery than before. His cock trembled many meter, and I clenched hard right back at him, squeezing as loaded as I could. Yes I was a virgin, but I knew ; Michael had cum inside me. My Sam, my Michael, my hero, my substitute dada, had fucked me and cum in my cunt. I was glad beyond words.

Michael slumped down on top of me, his skin covered in a abstemious swither. His smoothing iron cock seemed to own shrunk a petty, or else I was so load, I could n't tell. He kissed me a little, stroked my look with his fingers, and we giggled a bit as we lay there, completely exhausted and satisfied and yet hyped up, too.

'' child, '' Michael whispered. `` I got ta lie down. ``

As he started to seethe off me, I started to hate that feeling and instead, I wrapped my stage around him.

'' exact me with you ! '' I told him. And he did. He rolled onto his back and brought me with him, still with his decreasing turncock inside me.

'' Thank you, Michael, thank you thank you thank you '' I whispered.

'' No honey, thank you ! You are awesome and this was fantastic and holy shit I ca n't think it ... ''

'' It was good, was n't it ? '' I interrupted. `` I mean, it was terrific for me ! ``

'' God yes Lorrie, for me too, Jesus ... You know baby, maybe you should sit up and let those sperm bozo out. ``

Oh yeah, honorable idea. He probably should n't have cum inside me. I rose up and sat back, and lifted myself off of him. Immediately, a torrent of clean cum poured out of me onto him, covering his pecker, balls, and thighs.

'' Sorry Michael ! goodness god that 's a lot of cum ! Do n't worry, I 'll strip it up. ``

With only a little waver, I licked up the start gob of cum I found on his second joint. Oh god, I was thinking, what if I do n't like it ? The first of all taste perception was okay, salty, thick, kinda weird and gooey. I licked up some more. I could also taste pussy juice, how fucking cool is that ! Our succus were conflate together ! And, it was fine. In fact, it was good. Greedily, I lapped him up like a cat would at his milk beauty, swallowing all of it down. I cleaned up his half-hard cock, he showed me how to grip it at the freighter and push towards the top, getting out the remaining fluid from the internal thermionic tube. Mmmmm, more cum rightfulness from the tap. When I got to his balls, he warned me to be easy. testis are so weird, so raw, and ... ugly ... but in a poise way I guess.

Michael grabbed me by the pilus and gave me a slight tug, I snuggled back up with him and we kissed slowly, deeply. He had to feature been tasting some of our cum, god he 's fucking hot.

After we lay there for a few proceedings, basking in the afterglow, we discovered we were both thirsty, and even a slight athirst. I put on his dress shirt he had earlier, it was way too big but I knew it looked hot on me. I buttoned one of the buttons just to stay fresh it from flying around. Michael did n't put on anything.

'' It 's just us here, '' he said as we went out of his room towards the kitchen.

And that 's when we bumped in to Mom.

'' Hi guys ! '' she said, sweetly. She stood there in her little kimono robe which, I was always telling her, was too dead for her and did n't cover up very much on top, either. Her face looked a little flushed, like she was embarrassed or something.

'' I 'll be out of your way in a second ! '' she said as she grabbed some cookies from a package. She glanced at Michael, who stood there stark naked with a gleaming half-hard cock, then she looked away.

'' Now where 's that trivial tray ... '' she fumbled around.

Suddenly, it hit me. Mom, who was fucking Michael just a few days ago, had kind of given him up so that I could be with him. The alone living stud within who knows how many miles, and who can fuck like a hero, and she gave him up. For me.

I just went to her and hugged her hard. I cried a piddling, which upset her.

'' What did you do to her, Michael ! '' she demanded.

'' No Mom, '' I said. `` Its not that. He was fantastic. It 's just ... well ... Michael can you give us a duet transactions ? I 'll bring back something for you. ``

Bewildered, he went back to his room. I watched his ass oeuvre as he walked.

'' love ? '' Mom asked me. `` What is it ? ``

'' Mom, '' I began, and started crying some more. Tears of joy and happiness, but she did n't bang that. I just hugged her tightly as she patted me gently.

'' Mom, you did n't throw to give him up, for me. I mean, he 's fantastic ! I could never do that, not in a million yr ! ``

Now Mom understood, and she smiled at me. `` Oh dearest, I just wanted you to accept a shot at some happiness. With thing the way they are, who knows what 's going to happen today, tomorrow, succeeding hebdomad ? Know what I mean ? And, I guess you 're happy, I can smell the sex oozing off you ! ``

She played with my hair's-breadth, showing me some of his cum that was stuck in it. I laughed and held her. She was so voiced and Mommy-like, it was decent to check on to her.

'' So, had fun, did you ? ``

I leered at her. `` Oh my fucking God yes. You would n't believe how sexy ... oh yeah, maybe you would believe how sexy he is ! ``

We chatted a little bit about aphrodisiac thing and Michael, and then I asked her something that was bothering me.

'' So Mom. Uh. Anal sex. I um, I want to do it. Tonight. I want to throw him everything. But, how do you, um, get fix ? I mean we do n't suffer any Astroglide like you use at house ... ''

'' What do you imply ? You 've seen me use Astroglide ? You 're such a little adulteress ! '' Mom spanked me on my ass. I thought she was just playing around, but it was a pretty commodity spank.

'' well, the truth is yes, I 've seen you get ass fucked, but you always used Astroglide. What do we do here ? ``

'' Well, dearie. I 'm a little sr., and when char get older they do n't always lubricate as much as they used to. I 'm sure, for you, that your pussy juice will be enough. ``

Mom sniffed the air. `` I know you 've got enough pussy juice ! ``

'' Just cunt succus ? But ... how ? I do n't require to get hurt. There 's no doctor, you know. '' The the true was, I really wanted to get goat fucked but I was scared to decease of Michael 's big cock in there. But I knew some of the other girls took him, so I had to be at least as trade good as they were at it.
'' Well you just, '' started Mom. `` See, you take some ... oh for heaven 's sakes. tend up against the counter. Goddamn kids these days I swear to God, ca n't picture anything out. Go on, disperse your pegleg, yes like that. ``

Mom reached under the shirt I was wearing, and she touched my cunt.

'' Mom ! '' I gasped.

She easily slipped two fingers inside me as far as they would go, then she finger's breadth fucked me for about thirty seconds or so. I could palpate my arousal edifice, and I could feel my juice starting to feed again.

'' See ? So you get your digit as juicy as you can, then you bring them here. '' She pulled out her fingers and then rubbed my SOB, depositing my juice on it. She repeated that again, only this time she pressed a single fingerbreadth inside my ass a little bit.

'' Okay so far ? '' I nodded. `` You 've got to go slacken. I mean, He has to go slow. '' Mom slipped her fingerbreadth completely inside me, in my nates. It felt terrific. Strange, but wonderful.

She pulled up my shirt, completely exposing my ass brass. `` He should also use some spit, like this. ``

Mom dribbled some hot saliva onto my prick. Her digit continued to jazz my butt as her other hired hand rubbed my pussy. Then she pulled her finger out my butt joint, but instantly I could feel TWO fingers pressing against my back entrance. Oh darn !

I gasped as she entered me that way. They slid in, but oh man oh man was it tight ! I felt like the Alaskan grapevine had just entered me, when in fact two digit were n't even half as long or half as wide as Michael 's tool. I do n't know how this is going to act. I 'll never be able-bodied to fit his cock back there ...

'' Whatchoo ladies doin'? '' asked Michael.

I turned my head, stunned to see him, ashamed. Mom continued to finger nooky both of my fix as if zip was out of the ordinary.

'' well, in her eternal quest to please you, this little ma'am wants to organize herself for an anal retentive fucking from you. Knowing how big your dick is, I figured I better get her quick, somewhat, at least. ``

Michael stepped close to me and cupped my breast as it hung down. His previously limpish cock was now at full attending again.

'' Seems like it 's going pretty well, '' he said. `` Can I help with anything ? ``

'' Well, '' said Mom. `` I was about to differentiate her that a lingua is good to help out, too. But since you 're here maybe you can do that. ``

Michael cocked his head to one side and thought for a moment. `` No, maybe you should do it. You have much More experience getting butt-fucked than I do. evince me how it should be done. ``

With feigned disgust, Mom withdrew her digit from my ass and proceeded to turn away down and plant life her boldness between my face. I jumped just a bit as her hot tongue probed inside my ass. Never in ten thousand years did I think my mom would one day be licking my dickhead, or that I would want her to do that. Yet, here we were, and I was loving it.

Michael continued to massage my tit, and he talked as Mom rimmed me.

'' Uh huh. I see what you 're doing there. Yep. No no, keep going. you 're doing bully. Lick Lorrie 's shit like you 're doing. Yeah ... ''

I could feel pussy succus running down my leg. `` poke fun ! '' I said. `` I ca n't stand here like this much farsighted. ``

We moved to Michael 's bedroom.

'' I think, '' Michael was saying as he took off my/his shirt. `` We should lay her on her back, that way her pussy juices will just flow into her rump. Gayle, you work her twat and I 'll crop on these tits. We will get you juicy, do n't interest, babe. ``

True to his word, Michael started working very hard on my right tit. Squeezing, kneading, mashing, kissing, licking, all kind of at once.

Mom put two fingers back up inside my cunt and started flexing them inside me, stimulating my juice. Her flick rubbed on my button. together with the sparks coming from my nipples, I was very soon catching fire.

Suddenly, something very warm and blue-blooded touched my clitoris. Michael was still sucking my tit like he had never seen one before. So that meant ... that matter on my clit, it had to be a tongue. It had to be Mom 's tongue ! Mom was licking my twat, my cunt. She thrust three or four finger, or maybe her unhurt bridge player inside my pussycat as she licked my lips and clit, now finger fucking me debauched and hard.

Michael decided that this was the fourth dimension he should slap my pap. 'Increases the blood flow', he said. As he gripped my tit where the skin rose from my dresser, the end of my tit and the nipple were extended out unnaturally. And that 's where he slapped me. Easy and playful at first, but each one got a little harder, made a small more noise.

Mom pulled out her hand from my pussy, and forced it against my now soaked butt muddle. Her fingerbreadth went in a little, then she pulled them back.

Each time Mom rammed her fingerbreadth into my stern, I yelped. And that 's when Michael would slap my tit. As Mom continued to lick my kitty and they both assaulted my tit and ass, I came in about two minutes.

Pussy juice flowed out of me, I could sense it running out of my slit and down onto my ass.

'' I think she 's cook, '' said Mom.

Michael maneuvered around me and got between my peg. He grabbed a pillow and shoved it underneath my ass, making my pelvis stand by up in the air somewhat. He positioned himself at my backdoor.

'' hold ! '' Mom hollered. `` You are n't going in there dry, are you ? ``

Again with the mock disgust, Mom leaned over and sucked Michael 's putz, slobbering all over it.

'' okay, proceed. '' Mom announced.

His cock head pressed into my ass, and I felt it kind of 'plop'into me as his mushroom head gained access. I stiffened from the wizard. Again, I felt like he was going to tear me apart with his cock.

'' light please ! '' I whimpered. But I needed to adopt him inside me. He must fuck my ass. All the other girls are doing it. And if they are n't, well too bad. I need to be the one giving him what he needs.

Mom bent down to my face and told me to relax, it will be amercement. Then she kissed me for a moment on the lips, and smiled at me. She then went back down to my kitty and forced her way in so she could figure out my clit.

Ahhhh ... that 's what I needed. Mom 's tongue on my button while Michael slowly fucked my ass little by slight. Going deeper. Into the bad topographic point. With my Mom licking my slit. Are you kidding me ? My mind was spinning in circles as crazy thoughts went through my oral sex. Mom 's licking my puss ... I think about licking hers ... and it does n't scare me. In fact I want to. And I want to give suck her tits, and for her to suck mine, and I want everyone to blow my mammilla. And I want 20 guy wire to stand in a round around me and jerk off on me and cover me in cum, and Mom can lick it up for me. And I want ...

'' GODDAMMIT FUCK ! '' I hollered as Michael sunk himself about 18 inch inside my ass. He pulled back out and sank it back inside. Jesus Savior I 'm really getting butt-fucked now !

Mom was getting her head bashed a little, so she came up and kissed me with her girl-cum-covered back talk. God, I taste right. I thought. I 'm such a loose woman, I also thought. Mom reached back down and finger fucked me in meter with Michael 's diagonal. I panted like a dog. Like a fucking dog in heating system. oral presentation of dog 's, I always wanted to do that.

'' Michael, '' I gasped. `` Can you lay off for a second. I want to, '' ( gasping for air ! ) `` I want you to, have sex me barker style. '' Michael pulled out, giving me a completely empty feeling.

Mom looked concerned for a moment, like she was going to be left out or something.

'' infant, '' she said. `` I think you still need vaginal stimulation for this. Tell you what, I 'll lay down on my back, like this, and you straddle me. No, with your foreland down there. This way I can lick your cunt while he fucks your ass. You 'll be fine this way. ``

Okay Mom, I thought. Michael just smiled at us. Mom put the pillow under her forefront as I crawled over the top of her. She still had her kimono on, but just barely. I felt her hot lingua inside my cunt lips and on my clit as she licked me up and down.

'' See ? '' she asked. `` This will be fine. ``

Michael worked his way in between my legs and Mom 's shoulders and arms, and got ready again.

'' Gayle, lube me up again ? '' he asked. I felt Mom withdraw from me for a minute or so. I guess she was licking Michael 's dick, I just know that I was feeling a picayune lonely just sitting here on all four with nothing to do. Suddenly, Mom 's mouth was back on my cunt and Michael 's cock was halfway in my ass.

'' Oh my fucking god ! '' I hollered ! This was way better than being on your vertebral column ! His hammer slid in, then went farther, and he buried himself up to the hilt. I felt so full moon, so filled up, so complete. With Mom licking my puss and Michael pounding my ass, I instantly slipped into an enraptured DoS. My weapon and legs lost control, I slumped down smack on top of Mom. Now when Michael fucked my ass, it pushed my pussy hard into Mom 's face. I do n't hump how she breathed, but she seems to be okay.

Meanwhile, as I collapsed, My font landed right in Mom 's bare pussy. Her heady scent wafted in my nose, her juicy sassing covered my boldness. Without any anterior account of touching a fille, or even really ever thinking about it, I instinctively knew what to do. I kissed her back talk, sucked her clit, buried my face between her folds, smearing her juice all over my face. I ate my Mom 's pussy with perfect abandon.

Somewhere in the heart of all this, Michael spanked my ass. I let out a yelp and asked him what that was for ? He responded by spanking my other impertinence even harder. `` Fucker ! '' I hollered out to him.

'' Want me to stop ? '' He teased.

I turned to look at him. All sweaty from head to toe, his muscle gleaming in the light, he smiled at me as he slapped my ass again, while he continued to buttfuck me.

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Chapter 12 - It 's All About Me
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Okay, adequate is enough. Lorrie, you write like a girl. Too much of that touchy-feely shit.

So there I was, anally raping Lorrie while her Mom and her sixty-nined like a brace of professional gay woman. Lorrie 's ass was so mingy, I shit you not. And to see her Mom 's face under there, mostly obscured of course, but you could see a niggling, well it was fucking awesome. This was better than any oneirism I could own concocted.

I thought the lone thing to take this better was a little ass-spanking. So that 's what I did, started spanking Lorrie 's ass. Each slap echoed in my fiddling room, and each slap was followed by a whimper from Lorrie. She turned around to calculate at me, her face glistening from her Mom 's cunt juices, her hair stringy with travail, her eyes a little glassy, I 've never seen her more beautiful.

As Lorrie continued to gaze into my eye, she lurched, I felt her ass clamp down on me ; she was cumming again. I spanked her harder and faster, her head jerked but she held my gaze, until finally she slumped back down on top of Mommy like a rag doll.

I fucked her hard for a few more slash, fucked her as she lay face down in her mom 's twat.

In seconds, I came too. With a Eumenides, my cock trembled and shook and I emptied my raging sperm recondite inside my child girlfriend 's ass. Wave after wafture, shot after jibe, I finally finished cumming after almost a minute. My tool was physically fag out, I could feel it straining from all the cumming like a sore leg muscle after running a hanker way. I reluctantly pulled out of her gorgeous ass, but I was treated to a nice surprise.

From her goggle asshole, my cum poured out, right into Gayle 's waiting sassing. She purred as she licked all of me up. With her rima oris closed, Gayle pushed Lorrie off and onto her back. Then Gayle bent down and, with her hands, opened Lorrie 's mouth. Gayle slowly opened her own mouth, and my cum slowly, ever so slowly, dripped from her rima oris into Lorrie 's waiting mouth.
Lorrie savored the cum glob for a few import before she swallowed it down. Gayle and her then kissed for a foresighted time.

Me ? I fell onto the mattress, utterly spent. My cock lay there like a bushed soldier, or more like a complaining soldier. 'No More, let me rest !'it seemed to say. Hey minuscule buddy, it was worth it, was n't it ? You bet your ass it was.

time drifted, they both snuggled up to me, pressing their tender boobs against me and draping their legs over component of me. I mentioned piddle again, because I never got any the first meter. Lorrie jumped up and returned with two glasses for all of us to share.

'' Everybody okay ? '' I asked. Threesomes can be difficult sometimes. It all looks like fun but sometimes there are hurt feelings. Mix in some Mother/Daughter stuff and nonsense, and I did n't know WHERE any of us stood at the moment.

'' Gayle ? '' I continued. `` Did you get to cum ? ``

'' Only about three times honey, thanks for asking. I 'm good. Great, in fact. Lorrie ? ``

Lorrie leaned across me to osculate her mom on the lips, dragging a big fucking tit rightfield in my face. Then she withdrew, and kissed me.

'' I 'm okay. Tired, but a good tired. I ca n't think what we did, what I did. Thank you both. ``

'' Thank YOU both ! '' I said. `` This was undoubtedly the swell night of my life. ``

They both squeezed me miserly. We drifted off to slumber, each tire out and satisfied and happy.

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'' Michael ! '' the radio blared. `` Michael ! Help ! We 've got company ! Michael ! ! ``

I scrambled out of my warmly slumber with my two babes, punched the transmit button.

'' What 's going on ? ``

'' Get down here ! We 've got a C zombies at least ! They are inside the store ! ``

'' Okay we 'll be right down as fast as we can ! flow on ! ``

The young lady were already moving. `` Full gear, RFN, ladies ! You can put on some of it in the Jeep ! ''

Sounded like the cocksucker was hitting the fan, I wanted helmets, arm guardian, shin guards, everything we had.

We hauled ass down to briny street, weapons hot and set to go. In spite of the peril, there were a few smirky looks passed back and Forth River, variety of like `` Yeah we 're going in to battle, but the blooming sure was fun cobbler's last dark ! ``

I rounded the corner a few one hundred yards from hardware store, where everybody was holed up. Zombies crowded around the front end door. Yeah, at least a one hundred. Erin was popping off some headshots, but it was just a drop in the bucket.

Think, think ! I did n't require to just burgeon forth them. Then they 'll pour us. This is like some kind of damn herd.

We had checked on the radio. Our people were trapped, but not in quick danger. Zed had forced them into a bedroom, which was holding strong. Erin had climbed out the window onto the window dressing roof.

right field by us, next to Mountain Realty, was Jim 's Fix It workshop. I looked in the window and saw a bunch of peter and break dance TVs and other hoot. And wire. reel of telegram. I can do something with this ! The dynamic Mother/Daughter duo of Gayle and Lorrie covered me as I broke into the shop and got the spools. Zed was busy making noise down the street, they did n't hear me.

'' Call Erin, tell her to continue it up, keep their attention. ``

I had Gayle repulse us closer, about 75 railway yard from the nearest Zed.

'' Yeah Daddy-man, '' Erin replied. `` But I 'm down to my last mag. I 'll just wave at them for awhile. If you 're gon na do something, sooner would be estimable ! ``

I got out while the Duo covered me, railway locomotive idle, quick to wave. I mean, tough came to worst, we could just labour into a few of them, then drive around town as they followed us. Spread them out some so we could engage them a few at a time. But I wanted to try this cable thing first.

I undid some telegram and wrapped it around the nearest streetlight. With pliers, I twisted and tied it off very tight, about a foot off the ground. I crossed the street and tied the wire to a streetlight on that side, also about a understructure off the ground and as tight as I could make it. It plucked like a guitar string.

We backed up to the next streetlight about hundred feet away, and tied another part of wire across the street about a animal foot high. Did that four more times.We checked around, no Zeds had snuck up behind us from the main route. Radioed Erin, told her to get back inside. I nodded to Gayle, she blew the jeep 's horn.

Instantly, about half the hooker turned to look at us. bobble the car horn and jumped up and down and yelled, they moaned, turned, and started ambling towards us.

'' Ladies, be ready if this does n't work. '' I was pretty pall, actually. If this did n't influence, we were pretty well fucked. I did n't know if we could hold off a hundred of these shitbirds.

The showtime Zachs got to the wire, Foomp ! Down they went ! The Tripwire was working ! They just kept falling over each early ! Dumbasses ! As they spread out in the mix-up, a few went outside the pole and the wire, but then those guys zeroed in on us in the middle of the street and hit the next wire. Down went those Guy !

When old Zach goes down, he does n't just pop right back up. balance and coordination are not his affair. Depending on their consideration, it can shoot 30 seconds, a minute, even more for them to get upright again. Those that did, fell down on the next wire.

We hooted and hollered, enjoying their slapstick antics. After a couple minutes, with still a span wires between us, Lorrie and I marched out to meet them. We had our AR-15s slung on our backs, I had my spiked Crovel and Lorrie had her long poker stick.

'' I got the first one ! '' Lorrie called out. Stab ! Right in this dead bozo straits. He stopped squirming.

'' Let 's stop close to each other, '' I warned. We did n't require to get surrounded. But it was n't too potential. We casually stabbed a few, then ten, then 20 and 30. I love saving ammo.

Eventually the pressure reduced on our people in the building ; they staged a murderous prison-breaking and joined us on the street, poking Zed in his perfectly heading, making for certain he was re-dead.
Well, the smell was fucking atrocious. And now we had 147 dead guys in the street. Tina counted them.

'' Where did these fuckers come from, I wonder ? ``

The boys, Wyatt and Daniel Morgan, looked a little sheepish.

'' Well, '' explained Morgan. `` We were ah, we were cranking some music last night. You know, just having a small political party. It was pretty lately, maybe like 2 or 3 o'clock. side by side thing we know a few of these guys started milling about in the street. We figured we would get them in the morning ... ''

'' Yeah, '' piped in Erin. `` Then, this morning, they crashed through the glass door, even though it was boarded. We scrambled into a way, all we had was my shooting iron, radio, and my six magazines. ``

'' What did you use to break out ? '' I asked.

Wyatt jumped in. `` We busted up the piece of furniture, got some in force boards. Erin shot the first few, then we beat the sleep down until we could get our artillery. ``

I was form of pissed at them for getting themselves into fuss. But I was also pretty move. They did n't panic, they improvised, they overcame, they fought hard, they killed Zed.

We figured there must have been a herd passing by on the main road. They heard the music and decided to number take a flavour. I read about the ruck a few days ago. When Zed has no stimulant, he just kind of standpoint there. Then a razz flies by, and he follows it, even after it has gone out of sight. Zach, who is also just standing there, sees Zed walking with a function. He does n't want to miss out on the action so he follows him. Zena sees two of her friends charging ahead and says yeah baby, I 'm with ya ! Next affair you know, 147 dead shitheads are walking down the street, following god-knows-what but they ca n't stop now !

Well the Tripwire worked, got ta do More of that. We got ta get our demurrer up. We ca n't just consume these bozo storming our townsfolk ! We got ta get some security.

We spent the rest of the day cleaning up. The other remaining townsfolk came out to help oneself, too. Picking up dead Zeds is hard employment. We dragged them all about a quarter mile down independent street, down wind. Shee-it we got ta think of something.

During all the truckage and dragging, word of honor got out that Lorrie and I had done it. And that Momma Gayle had joined in. There were some smirks, giggles, and maybe some hurt feelings, too. Some of the little girl were thinking I was off the market and were jealous.

We broke for lunch. As we munched down Dennison 's chile, Erin finally shot the elephant in the room.

'' So uh ... you guys all married now, or what ? ``

I was a little distress, after all, Erin helped do this whole matter ! Now she seemed a trivial pissy.

'' You know, '' I began. `` We do n't really have any linguistic rule right now. Except for the fall guy ruler, which is if you are a threat to me and us then you get to leave alone. But, well, normal beau monde has broken down. I think we are all tactual sensation, pretty free right now. I mean, yeah, we have thing to do, but we can also do what we want. To some extent, anyway.

'' So, yeah, I love Lorrie. And I love Gayle. And Erin. And Kaitlyn, Payton, Tina, Lizzy, Kristin. I love all of you. Morgan and Wyatt, I like you guys a lot, but we are n't at the passion stage yet. '' They made shady gestures of wiping their forehead in relief.

'' I guess what I 'm saying is, chill out, we 're figuring this out as we go along. ``

People seemed to be okay with that. Like Gayle said early on, I needed to learn my step with these lady friend, or they may all reverse on me.

'' Hey stud ! '' Lorrie jabbed at me as we went back to function. `` Nice speech. ``

'' Yeah rightfield, '' I chuckled.

'' So am I ... just one of the girlfriend ? It 's okay. I just want to know. ``

Ack. Here it is.

'' Lorrie ... in the real humans, you would be my phone number young woman of all time. In fact, you are that. Now. But, these are difficult times and we ca n't open to have everyone pissed at each other right now ... ''

I grabbed a pair of utter feet, Lorrie grabbed his hands. We swung him up into a bicycle barrow.

'' Yeah yeah yeah. I 'm just busting your clod. ``

'' Huh ? '' I asked, bewildered.

'' Michael, I want to have more sex with you. A lot more. I am in love with you, too. But I know what you mean about what 's been happening with everybody. We need to puzzle out out an arrangement here. I 'll think about it. ``

O.K., I thought, conceive on.

'' Oh, '' she continued. `` Thanks for breaking my cherry. I 'd suck your cock right now, except it
probably has zombie gunk on it ! ``

'' Hey baby, I never got to figure out you up ! I owe you ! ``

'' Yes you do ! ``

'' Hey Lorrie, '' I said seriously. `` I do n't require to miss you. ``

'' You ca n't. I have an approximation for tonight, though, Big Daddy. You might like it. ``

She was right on, I did wish it.

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Chapter 14 - radical Therapy
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We got the street cleaned up by the afternoon. I called my the great unwashed together.

'' Hey guy, good work today. Let 's get cleaned up for an other dinner up at the house. Then I want to bear a strategy session, we got ta do something so this does n't happen again. '' We piled into the hand truck and headed up the Hill to my shack.

After we all got clean and burnished, we had a prissy meal of canned spaghetti and meatballs, greenness dome, and pear. Ok, so it was n't all that overnice. But it filled us up and did n't charter retentive to make, so that was skilful enough.

'' Ok common people, '' I began. `` We need a wall. I propose we start with the railway car in town. There 's ... what, a mates hundred theater here, and only about 15 engage. Let 's take the car from the respite of them, line them nose to tail alongside the ditch, starting at one end of our little valley to the other end. That way, the zombies will probably hang into the ditch, and we can avail with that too, and then they wo n't be able to climb the ditch because railway car will be there on the top edge. We 'll bequeath an hatchway, and use a big motortruck or bus or something as the gate. We 've got ta drainpipe all fluids from the railway car and carry through them in cask. Take out the batteries, kindling wires and stuff, anything useful. That should necessitate several days.

'' Then, we got ta hit that piddling welding shop down south, see if that guy is awake and aid him out. We need him. When we went past him net time, I saw he had a 'Bobcat', and we need that. Because my big plan is to progress the 'Sanchez Pit of destruction'! '' I wanted Lorrie to get the credit, it was mostly her idea.

'' And for that, we 'll need to go about 40 stat mi north and see what 's up with the truck stop there before someone else gets to it. Trucks have in mind hooey, hopefully solid food, and god knows what else. Trucks also mean shipping containers. We need those to build ramps for the Sanchez Pit. And we can use empty trailers to ring the pit so they ca n't get out. ``

We talked for another couple minute, working out the item of the car wall. That was the most important affair. We did n't experience like leaving the town without having it be secure so that when we returned the town would not be fully of Zombies. We also assigned the great unwashed to specific jobs. Gayle and Lorrie would pass at least 2 hours a day learning herbal medicine and antique doctoring. Erin would become our armoury technician, learning all she could about guns so she could maintain ours in tip-top soma. Tina and Payton were to become farm specialists so that come bound we would be prepare. The couples of Masters and Johnsons would work on fortifying the wall, building watchtowers, and any other physical security matters.

We finally got done and broke out the bar and had some drinking. It was sound to slack up, knowing we had a plan for our security.

After a couple more hours, I nodded to Lorrie, and made the big annunciation we had agreed on.

'' I have a big proclamation ! '' I announced. Everyone quieted down.

'' I ... am ... going ... '' Everyone waited expectantly. `` ... to put on a Porno on the support elbow room TV ! ``

Most people laughed and thought I was kidding.

'' I 'm serious ! I 'm going to my room for 15 minutes for some net moment cleansing. Then I 'm coming out to catch some sordid movies.

'' Anybody is welcome to bring together. If you do n't want to, that 's fine, no vexation. Maybe just ride out in your room, or you guys can go back down into town to your shop. Again, no harm, no foul. Tomorrow, we 've got a lot to do, so let 's get ready to get up at 7:00.

'' Maybe I 'll see you later ! '' I walked to my room, you could hear a pin drop.

I turned on my tunes box so I would n't get word any conversations or bitching or moaning or crying. Then I proceeded to brush my teeth, do some final examination cleaning and touching up. I knew Lorrie was going to sit with me, I just hoped others would, also.

Picking out a picture was sturdy. 'Holly does Hollywood'? Naw, too old school. 'Taboo'? Maybe ... I finally settled on 'Pirates'. Never saw it before, but I thought it might be fun. Put on a pair of swither pants commando style, and, ah, fuck the shirt.

I go back out to set up the moving-picture show, cypher 's here. Really ? Nobody ? Well, fuck it, I thought. I 'll keep an eye on it anyway. I started searching through the server to get the movie up. Just as I got it going, I heard a little girl 's representative shout out from the back :

'' Ten-Hut ! ``

I jumped at aid. I mean, that 's what you 're supposed to do !

'' Forward ... March ! '' Haha ! It 's Erin calling the metre. Erin, the Little tiger, is the squad loss leader. She called out as they marched out, one file.

'' Ha-left ! Ha-left ! Ha-left-right-left. '' Oh yeah, her dad was in the marine !

Out came the sorry looking team I ever saw. Also, the sexy. Erin called out the beat birdsong and the squad ( responded ) :

'' Ai n't no sense in lookin'down ! ( Ai n't no sense in lookin down )
Ai n't no Zombies on the ground ! ( Ai n't no Zombies on the ground ! )
Killin zombi all day long ! ( Killin Zombies all day long ! )
Gon na score me big and strong ! ( Gon na ready me big and impregnable ! )
Am I, right or wrong ? ( You 're rightfulness ! )
Am I, killing strong ? ( You 're Right ! )
sound off ! ( 1,2 ! )
phone off ! ( 3,4 ! )
Bring it on down ! ( 1, 2, 3, 4, 1, 2 ... 3, 4 ! ) ''

I had all I could do to maintain a straight person face. This was so coolheaded !

The flock was now arrayed in front of me. For inspection, I supposed. Erin spun and saluted me.

'' All promenade present and accounted for, Sir ! ``

They sure were, but there seemed to be a bit of a problem.

'' Thank you, Sergeant ! Was there, uh, a problem with the uniforms today ? ``

'' Supply military issue sir ! We adapted, improvised, and overcame, Sir ! ``

I noticed Erin had on a nice camouflage baseball hat, and one of my camo shirts. That was it.
Unbuttoned down the front end. I pulled her shirt back, revealing her lovely short boobs.

'' frock that dividing line, Sergeant. ``

'' Yes sir ! '' I gave her a courteous clinch on her ass.

I walked up to Payton. She had a red bandanna wrapped around her header, a Nice white push-up bra which accentuated her substantial tits, and combat boots.

'' Pants, soldier ? ``

'' Not today, Sir ! ``

I sniffed the air.

'' What 's that olfactory property ? ``

She sniffed the air, too. `` That would be me, Sir ! ``

'' Well, Excellent ! '' What else could you say ?

I moved down to the next miss, Lorrie, who had on a camo tee shirt. That was it. And the jersey looked like it was having a strong fourth dimension as it had a few strategic crosscurrent in it. Lorrie looked at me and smiled.

'' Soldier ! '' I mock-yelled. `` Are you eye-balling me ? ``

'' Sir, yes sir ! ``

'' You ca n't do that ! ``

'' Sir, yes sir ! ``

'' Drop down and pass on me twenty ! '' She got into the push-up position.

'' Not pushups ! 20 suction ! ``

Relieved, Lorrie smiled as I knew she could n't do 20 push-ups. She pulled down my sweats, and took my just-beginning-to-get-hard cock completely in her mouth. She got a few strokes in before it got too big for her. By the clip she got to 20, I was at broad attention.

'' Well ... alright then. You ! What 's your story ! ``

Kaitlyn looked around nervously. She wore a black thong and a Boonie hat. A knife hung on a string around her cervix, resting comfortably between her luscious boobs.

'' I, um, I ... do n't have a story ? ``

'' Drop and apply me 20 ! ``

Kaitlyn jumped at that. She 's not real number inventive, not a big talker. But she 's a hard proletarian and she fucks like a race horse. Good Shepherd, I thought. And a good cocksucker.

'' 18, 19 ... 20 ! '' the squad called out in unison.

'' Back in line of credit, secret ! Ok, you two, what the fuck ? ``

Lizzy and Wyatt were handcuffed together. Wyat had on knickers, which was good. And Lizzy had on his shirt.

'' He 's my prisoner, Sir ! ``

'' Fair enough. prisoner Wyatt, cliff and give me ... no waiting, give her 20 ! ``

Wyatt eagerly lapped up at his fiancee 's kitty-cat. he ate her out pretty good.

'' Um ... '' I started. `` Kinda hard to reckon ... alright you 're done. attending ! '' Wyatt got up, his brim and chin glistening.

'' nursemaid ! '' I said to the next person, Gayle, who somehow made a nursey-looking hat that she pinned in her hair. She also had a two-inch encompassing bandage wrapped around her chest at the nipple business. That was the extent of her clothing.

'' Step Forward ! '' Nurse Gayle did, as ordered.

'' You look healthy, why the bandage ? ``

'' Sir ! Just have this for emergencies, sir ! It 's my for the first time aid kit, Sir ! ``

'' Bend forward ! '' I commanded. `` Stop ! '' I said, when she got to about a 45-degree angle.

I swatted her on her pleasingly plump, naked ass, 10 times. Not that hard, but her buttock got a minuscule pink.

'' Thank you sir, may I have got another ? ``

fountainhead, certainly ! I gave her 10 more.

'' Thank you sir, may I have another ? ``

'' Do n't be esurient, nanny ! ``

I moved down the line of merchandise to Kristin and Thomas Hunt Morgan. She had a dog collar around her neck opening, with a chain held by John Pierpont Morgan. John Pierpont Morgan had shorts on, while Kristin looked very small-scale in her long sleeve army T-shirt.

'' Let me gauge ... Another prisoner ? ``

'' Sir yes sir ! '' Sir Henry Morgan announced proudly.

I glared at Kristin.

'' That 's what I let him intend, Sir ! ``

'' That 's what I thought. Better give him 20, though. Now ! ``

She eagerly ate his rooster up.

'' ... 19, 20 ! '' the grouping called out, but she kept going.

'' Hey ! '' I said. `` Hey ! That 's 20 already. block. Knock it off ! '' I yanked on her chain slightly, she reluctantly stood up.

'' You 're a favorable sumbitch, Morgan. ``

'' Sir, yes sir ! '' he answered.

I got down to Tina. She had constitution on, and was fully dressed in a sexy way ; nice ashen blouse, tight black wench, grim fishnets, high dog. shucks if she was n't the sexiest one here. well, excepting my Lorrie, of course of study ! She was also the sole one who I had n't gotten together with yet.

'' Private Tina ! You look ... exceptional. ``

'' Thank you sir ! ``

'' What 're you dressed as ? Conscientious contestant ? ! ``

'' Sir, no sir ! I 'm a high-class street girl, Sir ! I want to get have it away ! ``

I busted up laughing at that, as did almost everyone else.

'' Ten-hut ! '' hollered Erin.

'' Ok, at ease. Troops, '' I began. `` You 've all passed review. Leisure metre starts in 5 proceedings. Those who want to be useful will make me a drink. Sergeant, dismiss the squad. ``

'' police squad ! '' Erin shouted. `` Remember we are exiting the assumption at 0800 tomorrow for workplace detail ! Consume accordingly. Any skulker will be nip ! Dismissed ! ``

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Lorrie told me to go sit on the couch as she headed towards the kitchen. I thought, fuck it, and took off my sweats and sat on the couch. I was glad I took those 15 bit earlier to clean up, had myself all nice and trimmed. I was fiddling with the TV Remote when Lorrie came up with a couple of drinks.

'' Gimlet ? '' she asked.

'' My favorite, thank you ! '' Lorrie sat next to me. variety of. She was more like sitting on me. Her firm tits pressed into my arm and pectus. I took about 4 gulps of my drink.

The others came back from the kitchen with drinks and everyone mingled for a few minutes. cypher really knew what to do yet, how to get things started. Including me. This was mine and Lorrie 's idea, and we were n't coming through. I downed the rest of my drink.

'' Well, '' I said to her. `` I think we should get down to clientele ! ``

I pushed Lorrie back on the couch, then I slid down onto the trading floor. Spreading her legs, I began to puzzle out and kiss my way up her articulatio genus, inching closer to her thighs.

Tina and Momma Gayle sat on the redact next to Lorrie. It was kind of funny remark. Gayle had done a lot of consoling for these little girl. Many had lost their families, had seen death close up, were n't sure about the future, all that. So Gayle spent many a night hugging one of the missy as we watched a show on the tube.

So, this was n't any dissimilar, except now Momma Gayle was completely au naturel and the still-dressed Tina was suckling at Momma 's breast.

I massaged Lorrie 's thighs as I slowly moved closer and closer towards my award. Lorrie 's workforce naturally went to her titty, she massaged them lazily through her tee shirt. I could smell happy short aromas stirring in front of me.

Suddenly, my vertebral column was covered in warmth, Kaitlyn laid her diffused pinhead on my back. She got behind me and reached under to stroke my hammer and balls. Oh god, that 's Nice. Always nice to have someone lightly stroke your rock-hard cock. She moved with me as I reached Lorrie 's center.

I brushed my sass across Lorrie 's labia, ever so softly, ever so lightly. She sighed as my glossa caressed her clean-shaven outer field. God I was in Heaven, and I wanted this to be sound for Lorrie. I gently opened her a trivial with my hands, her pussy-smells wafted over me. I licked her lips up and down ... slowly ... gently ... I looked up to catch her eye. But they were closed in Adam. I felt her passion on my tongue as I continued to explore her alfresco. As I passed over her opening, the high temperature intensified. I pressed my tongue down into there ... it was like licking a volcano ! Her boiling hot woman lava covered my tongue in wild flavors.

I swallowed some of her succus down, mmm Shangri-la. I looked up at her again, she was looking down lazily at me, almost like she was dreaming. She leaned forward an pulled off her t-shirt, thank god. I needed to see those teat ! My go forth mitt went up to twitch them while I licked my ovolo and forefinger to get them wet and slippery. I went to the top of her puss and circled around her clit with my tongue as my right hand began to ride her pussy and ass with my fingerbreadth. Her juices quickly coated my hand.

I finally settled my tongue lightly on her clitoris, feeling the hard little nub under me. I sped up a little and added some pressure sensation, varying my route as I tongue lashed her integral snatch. Lorrie was breathing pretty hard at this point.

Someone tapped me on the berm. I turned my head.

'' My bend ! '' Erin exclaimed.

'' Um ... '' I struggled. `` Not just yet. I need to do this, ok Little tiger ? '' I kissed her on her brim, and she licked and sucked me clean and jerk of Lorrie 's gather juices.

'' Ok, '' she said. `` Just this once. ``

'' Just this once, '' I affirmed.

Erin went up and began playing with Lorrie 's tits. I dove back in and tongue fucked her cunt. spinal column and Forth with my stiff tongue inside her steam clean hole. Lorrie writhed in pleasure.
After a twain minutes of that, I slid a fingerbreadth up inside her as I worked my mouth up towards her rock candy severe little clit. first base, I tease-licked all around it, slowly, but with some good pressure. The I gave it a few glancing poke, drawing moan from Lorrie as I did so. I looked up and caught her eye, then pressed my tongue firmly against her clit.

For the succeeding ... I do n't sleep with how many minutes ... but quite a few of them, I never let go of her clit. I kissed it, licked it, and then sucked it and that whole arena into my back talk. I struggled to keep up with her flow of secernment, swallowing as outdo I could, but I really did n't want to let her go. I slipped more finger inside her hot fix, until I got all four in ! I finger fucked her intemperately while continuing to provoke her clitoris. Lorrie gasped, squeezing my head between her second joint, then moaned, then finally arched her back and screamed bloody slaying as her coming ripped through her bitch and bed covering throughout her trembling body.

She actually asked me stop after about a minute.

'' Daddy ! '' she gasped, barely able to breathe. `` I ca n't ... Daddy I ca n't engage it anymore ... pa ... ''

Haha ! No fucking way. I held on and continued to work and sop up her clit. Lorrie 's orgasm continued, rising and falling with my speed and insistency, balancing on the edge of the waterfall, and then plummeting over the edge. Only to be on another sharpness, and going over that waterfall, too.

After a couple minutes of that, I came up for air. I had n't really paid any attention to any else for the last 15 minutes, I had no idea what was going on. I gathered that people were doing some sexy things, but they had all stopped in the death 5 minutes due to the quantity of noise Lorrie made ! They gave me a courteous stave of clapping as I rose from between her legs. I waved to the crowd, tipped my imaginary hat, then fell into the arms of my Lorrie. We kissed, long and trench, her tongue totally engaged with mine. I felt skillful to rest a little, my jaw was a bit tired !

I sat back on the lounge and immediately Tina, the ( to me ) Virgo, grasped my unbending peter in both hands and began stroking me. Her blondish hairsbreadth blocked my horizon, but I could finger her hot mouth settle onto my cock as she slowly engulfed me. Mmmmmm. I leaned over and started sucking on lorry lovely, rigid teat. These infant were huge right now, and I sucked on them for all I was worth.

Then ... Tina asked Lorrie if she could sit on me. Lorrie said yes, but only if Tina would let Lorrie eat her out later. Not a problem ! Tina impaled her close cunt with my cock, at last, and finally I had fucked all the fair sex here !

Looking around, Momma Gayle had Erin and Payton sucking her tits while Kaitlyn licked her smooth puss. Lizzy was getting double penetrated by the headmaster boys, while her sister Kristin and Lorrie looked on with serious lust in their eyes.

I unceremoniously ripped off Tina 's blouse, sending button flying and her tits bouncing. Her perky little girls were lovely, and fired up, too. I squeezed them hard as she rose up and slammed herself down onto my cock. Her tight slit clenched me even harder.

Lizzy moaned out her farseeing orgasm, I guess a putz in her pussy and in her ass felt pretty upright ! Gayle came all over Kaitlyn 's face, surprising everyone with the quantity of succus emanating from within.

Morgan pulled his cock from Lizzy 's ass, she fell next to me in a heap.

'' next ! '' he called out with his and his brother 's hard dicks at full moon attention.

Kristin shook her head. I guess the ass was n't her thing. Kaitlyn jumped up from Gayle and asked `` Can I go ? ``

The boys positioned her over Wyat 's cock, and then Morgan moved up to fuck her ass. Gayle came over to me and dragged her enormous tits in my aspect. I sucked them for a brace minutes, then got up and mounted her from behind. Her cunt accepted my big dick, no query asked. Not quite as fuddled as a teenage missy, she still felt fabulous. I gave her a good fucking, slamming her into the couch. Payton rested her face on Gayle 's ass, I pulled out of Gayle and Payton sucked me clean of all those juice. I rammed my cock back into Gayle.

Kaitlyn shrieked in raptus from her double-fucking. I do n't know how those lord boys were holding off and not cumming, but good for them !

'' Anyone else ? '' asked Morgan.

Lorrie looked at me shyly, pleadingly.

'' Go get 'em, truelove ! '' I said.


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Chapter 15. Lorrie 's Story, constituent II
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Morgan laid on his back with his pecker standing up, Kristin busying herself with sucking him silly. Lizzy grabbed my hand and helped me lower myself onto Sir Henry Morgan 's cock. Sir Thomas Wyat stood by with his peter standing straight up. He smiled at me as I sat on his pal 's cock.

Ahh ... nowhere near as big as Michael, but still ! I 'm getting fucked by another guy !

'' No kissing, '' Kristin whispered in my ear. I laughed. We can fuck and soak up, but no snuggling. Sure, I 'm down !

mortal played with my butthole, they had found some KY jelly in townspeople. digit probed my ass, stretching me.

Suddenly, something huge pressed into me ! It 's fucking Sir Thomas Wyatt ! I gritted my teeth as he entered my butt. Jesus Saviour ! No discreetness, like Michael, he just forced his way in. Thank god for the lubricant.

'' FU-U-U-CK ! ! ! '' I hollered. I was double-fucked !

I collapsed on top of Morgan, both he and Wyatt squeezed my tits hard. But Jesus, I was filled up. I pretty practically went limp as they pumped my pussy and ass. I could n't even retrieve about gripping a peter or anything like I think I was supposed to. I just lay there, straddled out, and got fucked.

Next affair I know, something big and easygoing and hard and wet was forcing it 's way into my mouth. I guess Michael could n't stand it, he had to get in on the action. Now I had all three holes filled ! I could taste somebody 's cunt on Michael 's cock. My intellect drifted, overwhelmed with sex as stopcock tried to get deeper and deeper into me. My snatch was on ardour, my ass felt dandy, and I could barely suspire as Michael 's Brobdingnagian cock fucked my face.

Sir Henry Morgan started hollering `` Oh my god oh my god '' and Michael just pulled me up and away from the brothers. He told me later he did n't want them cumming inside me, that was his job. Girls flocked to the two boys as they both came.

Michael dragged me onto the story and forced his way in between my stage, and he shoved his putz right up all the way inside my cunt. I stiffened as he hit something inside me that hurt for a moment. It was like he hit ass, I do n't know. His cock was so heavyset, even though it was only one it felt almost the same as having two inside me.

Michael kissed me deeply. My head swam. I felt so connected to him ... like we were one ... My sexual climax built and we fucked feverishly. I did all I could to grind my clit into him all I could.
Suddenly, his impossibly huge pecker swelled even more inside me, stretching me to the limit. I begun cumming as I felt his source shoot into me. It felt SO aplomb having his cock flex and throb, knowing his hot cum was filling me up. My cunt clenched him back as my best ever sexual climax swept through me. He ate me out about 15 minutes earlier, that was my undecomposed orgasm. But this one, even better. It just would n't break off. We continued to kiss as our mutual climax kept rolling.

Finally, I whispered to him, `` Baby, get off me so I can get these Guy out of me ! '' I loved the taste of his spermatozoan and I wanted some. OK, and I was worried about getting pregnant.

'' No way, '' he answered. That 's all he said. He just slowly fucked me some more, sending petty joy ripples through my entire slit. I held him as close and as hard as I could. I loved him so much.

Getting doubling fucked was enceinte, but ... it 's nothing like this. Basking in the after gleam with your man.

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Early the next morning, Michael 's lookout started beeping, telling us to get up. I grabbed him as he tried to get out of bed.

'' Fuck me again, baby '' I half-moaned. I checked my pussy, still a bit damp. I rubbed it furiously and grabbed a tit with my other hand. I got ta get some juices going !

'' Babe, '' Michael said. `` We 've got to get going. I do n't have fourth dimension to do you justice -- ''

'' Come on, pappa ! '' piped in Mom. `` Give her a quick fix ! ``

Mom grabbed his rooster and slobbered all over it for a moment. I was ready.

Michael dropped down in between my pegleg, and my pussy throbbed the instant he entered me. My clitoris was still swollen from concluding night.

Michael locked his arms and rested on them, so he could look at me, he said. Mom sucked on my tit, then we kissed. Michael lost it right there.

'' Jesus fucking Christ ! You two ! You 're fucking slovenly woman ! ! ``

His cock expanded in me as he filled me with his cum. He came down on top of me, all three of us kissing. Finally, he got up.

'' Come on you guys, big day ! '' Oh yeah, we 're supposed to build a bulwark, or something.

'' Not yet, '' I ordered. `` Come here and get cleaned up. ``

Mom and I licked up his half-hard prick. His salty cum tasted heavy, mixed in with my slit juice. The visual modality was apparently too a lot for him, mom and daughter licking his putz. He got hard again. I had heard that old men could n't perform all that well. But that was n't the case with Michael.

'' nooky Mom, and founder her some of that hot cum, too ! ``

He obliged. Mom came quickly, and I licked Michael 's cum from Mom 's pussy as he went back to his way to get ready.

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So there we were, Tina and I trying to spatial relation this car along the ditch. Look, I 'm not so good at backing up, ok ? I rolled the stupid Pontiac down into the ditch. I mean, who even has a Pontiac anymore ?

We had this system where some of us moved railroad car, some drained the fluids, and some guarded us all. But, as Michael has told us during combat training, all plan go out the window when the first-class honours degree shot is fired. fountainhead, the low gear shot, in this caseful, was one of the towny having a fit. Michael had enlisted their help, and all was going well. Until a couple of them got into an argument over one of the other machine that was owned by a abruptly person.

It seems that both of these old guys were sweet on 'Lady Jessica', who had turned earlier. wellspring they got into a conflict about which of these guy should get her car. See, Michael had said we should save any 4-wheel drive vehicles, any Priuses or former hybrids, any vans, and maybe a couple of profligate railroad car if we found any. And we let the aliveness folks keep whatever railway car they had. But we needed the respite for the wall.

So Lady Jessica owned this 1972 Buick Le saber. It had some huge engine in it, I guess, and each guy thought they should be the one to keep open it. The argument got bigger, clenched fist were thrown, people pushed and shoved ... I turned to Tina, and she rolled her eyes.

'' Let 's go, '' I said. And we took this Pontiac from town and drove it out ourselves. Yeah, I dropped it in the ditch, but everything was okay, right up until Tina got shot.

I whirled around to see where the shot came from when I was grabbed and picked up in the air.

Then one of the ugliest people I 've ever seen came up and butt-stroked me in the head.

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Fortunately, it was more of a glancing blow and my Lacrosse helmet blocked near of it. I was n't knocked unconscious, but, as they say, I got my `` bell round ''. Two guys grabbed me, tied up my hands with those charge plate zip-tie thing, took my gun and knife, and drag-walked me to their truck they had hidden behind some trees. They jammed me between the two of them in the front prat. Jesus Christ I had a headache. Mother fuckers !

'' So, '' says the guy who hit me. Some seriously dirtbag-looking scumbag who did n't seem to give showered since before the apocalypse.

'' My name 's Robbie. And slave-boy over there driving is Tom. And what 's your name, hot stuff and nonsense ? ``

Robbie had this shitty, sebaceous tomentum and smelled bad. Tom, a half-decent looking black guy, did n't look as bad, but still pretty grime and grimy.

'' Fuck you ! '' I spat out. I was trying not to cry.

'' Well, is n't that gracious. Fuck-you, it 's nice to meet you ! '' And with that, Robbie started grabbing my tit as we rolled down the highway. He grinned at me with these slimy teeth and greasy face.

'' Deliverer ! '' I said. `` Do n't you make fun bath ? You 're disgusting ! ``

I sat there, trembling. I 'm being kidnapped, it dawned on me. Kidnapped ! Who does that ? What will they do to me ? Rape me, for sure enough. Then pop me ? Do n't obliterate me now, I 'm in dearest !

'' roll in the hay ! '' I hollered. Robbie just laughed at me.

We drove about twenty proceedings up the road, the all time he 's feeling me up and talking dirty about all the things he 's going to do to me. The number one wood was n't saying anything. In fact, he seemed stung or, maybe, disgusted by Robbie. As I looked at them both, Robbie had all this geared wheel, and a pistol, and smoke and stuff on a waistcoat while Tom did n't have anything. And, Robbie had called him 'slave'. Maybe, I thought, Tom 's not into the solid thing here.

We slowed down at a negative stimulation for another town.

I screamed.

'' I have to pee right now ! ! ! ``

'' Ha ! '' laughed Robbie. `` No way. We 're almost there. You can pee when Big Trent says you can pee. '' But Tom slowed down.

'' I 'm going to pee in your truck right now if you do n't let me out. ``

Tom stopped the truck, right at the juncture. `` Maybe we should let her. You know how Trent is about the truck. ``

'' Shut up striver ! '' snapped Robbie. `` I 'm calling the shots, not you ! ``

Silence for a moment.

'' I 'll let you learn '' I offered. `` But you have to cut me relax or I 'll shine over. ``

Robbie leaped out of the truck and pulled me with him.

'' Cut her loose, slaveboy, and watch her so she does n't get up to something ''

Tom cut me easy, and I stood there for a moment. I could see Robbie had a firmly on from rubbing my tit and thinking about watching me pee, but he also had his AR-15 somewhat pointed in my direction. Shit.

I pulled the scrunchie from my pilus and posed a niggling, letting my long hair fly in the piece of cake. Then I casually flung it passed Robbie, it got hung up on a bush. Perfect.

'' Come on, I do n't got all day, Fuckyou ! ``

I undid my army knickers, pulled them down and exposed my naked pussy to this flaming asshole. I felt completely humiliated.

I copped a squat, and ... nothing, at first of all. Finally, I closed my eye and tried to slack, and then I let it fly. The real trick was not to get it on my pants. Robbie stood transfixed. bastard. He undid his fly and began stroking his arduous short peter. But, wisely, I thought, I did n't mention the size of it.

I started to get up.

'' Do n't move ! Do n't make me shoot you ! ``

'' Oh come on Robbie, '' said Tom. `` You know you wo n't germinate her, you 're not supposed to even match her or Trent will kill you ! ``

'' Shut up ! '' hollered Robbie and pointed the gun at Tom, but still jacked his shaft with the other hand. shit pistol grips on the AR, they let you pullulate one handed if you want.

'' wrench up your shirt, Fuckyou. '' Humiliated again, I did.

He stepped forward and shot his onus onto my tits and bra.

'' Alright, come on, '' ordered Robbie.

I pulled my shirt down and my pants up. My t-shirt soaked in various berth through from his obnoxious cum. They got another zip-tie and squeeze me back in the truck.

We drove through a town a lot bountiful than our little one. We stopped after a span transactions near a gigantic airstrip center that had a Walmart in it. A large plagiarist flag flew from the top. The big computer storage had hundreds of necros around it.

'' home, sweet home ! '' announced Robbie.

'' Come on, '' said Tom, gently.

He cut my bail bond and we climbed up this ladder that took us to the roof of the strip show mall. From there we walked a match hundred grand til we got to the Walmart roof. There were about 6 or 8 armed guy wire up here, but they were n't doing anything about the living dead trying to get in down below. These guys were just hanging out. And staring at me, but nobody said anything except Robbie.

'' I found her, '' he announced. `` dorsum off ! ``

We climbed down some stairs at the back, down to the stowage of the Walmart. They led me through to the main flooring, some visible light filtered down from the skylights but the lights were out.
And there he was, the man himself. Big Trent.

He was big, too. Massive. Looked like he had been on the 'roids. He was, honest-to-goodness, perched up on these display cases, sitting in an easy chair like he was a king on a pot. A naked woman kneeled next to him, she casually stroked his beefy legs. A couple guys stood by with AK-47s.

Robbie dragged me up the stopgap steps. Tom followed some length behind.

'' Well, well, WELL ! '' roared Big Trent River, standing up. `` What have you brought me ? '' He walked a lot around me, appraising me like a cow or something.

'' This is what I 'm talking about, '' he said. `` This is what we 've been looking for ! I have been wanting some mulct small-arm of ass, not this diddley you 've been giving me. '' He kicked the miss who had been at his side. She whimpered and bowed her question low.

What an asshole, I thought.

'' And what might your gens be, pretty offspring affair ? ``

'' All I can get out of her, '' interrupted Robbie. `` Is 'Fuck-you'. ``

Big Trent glared at him, as if to say 'Was I talking to you ?'

'' What 's your public figure, honey ? '' he asked me again.

'' piece of ass you ! '' It was all I could think of to say.

'' Ah, defiance ! How nice. Well I 'm sure we can beat that out of you. Or lie with it out of you. Lots of men here ... they 'd all like a scissure at you. hold off a s, what 's this ? '' Big Trent had lifted my hair and saw a enceinte bruise near my tabernacle. He looked at Robbie. Robbie just shrugged his shoulders.

'' Where 'd you get this truelove ? '' he asked.

'' From dickhead over there ! '' I pointed my headland at Robbie.

Big Trent got very quiet. What came out was just above a whisper.

'' You ... HIT ... her ? ``

Robbie stood still, frozen in fear.

'' He buttstroked me. I passed out. ``

'' Now she 's lying BT ! I just gave her a slight tap -- ''

'' A niggling tap ? '' Big Trent asked. `` She looks pretty banged up to me. Still, God, she 's gorgeous. And look at these tits ! They look real. Are they ? ``

Big Trent River squeezed my boobs for a few moments. He stopped suddenly when he felt the wet spots.

'' What the piece of tail ? '' he asked in electrical shock. `` Why are they wet, and sticky ? '' He looked at his bridge player in horror.

I told him. `` Genius over there jacked off on me and shot his shitty cum onto me. ``

Robbie started denying it but Big Trent River looked to Tom for confirmation. Tom nodded his head 'yes .'

Big Trent slowly went over to Robbie. `` You ... you let me touch ... you let me put my hands on YOUR FUCKING JIZZ ? ``

'' No BT it 's not like that ! You see she was -- ''

I did n't see it because I turned away, but Robbie dropped like a firing of potatoes, his head twisted at a weird angle. One down, I thought.

'' Tom. retarding force his ass to the gate, have him thrown over. Now, you, pop out talking. Where your from. What 's your setup, how you livin'. follow on. ``

'' I uh, '' I began, trying to think of something to say. I came up empty. `` I do n't have much to say. Except that, my daddy 's going to shoot down you. ``

'' Your what ? ``

'' My dad. He will bolt down you. And everyone here. He loves me. A lot. ``

Big Trent thought about that for a few moments. Tom returned from his dragging duties.

'' Ok Tom, tell me what happened. ``

'' Well, they were lining up cars, like a wall. Down in Larchmont. That 's that tiny town a few miles south. We watched them for awhile. Only saw a duad men, lots of young lady. They had a duo guns ... ''

'' And, '' Trent interjected. `` They 're clean. Very clean. They got their jack together, sounds like. Hey ! Rat ! Get over here ! Tom, take her over to ladies wear, get her something else to don. And get some rub and scavenge off that fucking jizz. And you, girly-girl, you are going to spill to me, veridical soon. ``

Tom grabbed my arm and yanked me to hail with him. We passed a guy walking towards Big Trent who was obviously 'Rat'. Pointy face, sequined eyes.

As we got to the ladies subdivision, Tom relaxed his bag and looked around.

'' Look, '' he whispered. `` I 'm sorry. They 've got my wife, my kid. Here, snap up a shirt. They 'll kill my mob if I do n't do everything they say. But ... here 's your knife back. I took it from that knucklehead when we fed him to the deaders. Hide it. Do n't use it now. You might even get raped, do n't use it. postponement til it 's black and matter quiet down. Too many guy wire around now.

'' But, it 's really just Trent and his crew. The residue of us are captive, or scared shitless, forced labor variety of affair. They make us shoot down the deaders at the straw man, but just with profligate and shovels. Still, if your man comes, we can avail out. ``

'' Ok Tom, and thanks. But my daddy IS coming. When he does, stay out of his way. I 'll try to maintain you safe. ``

Tom looked at me like I was crazy. But, you know, I 've seen Michael in action. He 's all shivering and material, until the ca-ca gets going. Then he turns into this major hard-core cause of death. It 's almost scary, but it 's also totally sexy. And he 's going to save me.

At least, I hoped he would. Soon.

- - -

They tied me up, tight. I could n't get anything even remotely loose. Big Trent River questioned me for, I do n't sleep with, maybe like an hour ?. He wanted to hump the layout of our place, how many mass we had, how much food, how many accelerator pedal, everything. He threatened, injure me a niggling, I held out a prospicient time. Finally I gave some bullshit reply. I told them our stronghold was some of the theatre right by the road. I told him we were almost out of food. We had 5 hunting rifles. We bathed in the stream. There was only 6 of us.

But each response, I held out. Trent punched my stomach. Slapped my legs. Slapped my ass. I cried a lot, mostly just to buy time. fall on Michael, where are you ?

'' Alright truelove, '' River Trent said, leering at me. `` I think the kidding around is just about over. I think the sullen stuff is going to come down just about now ! ``

Trento pulled out a huge tongue. It looked as long as my arm. I just about stool myself.

Trent dragged the knife down my face, between my pinhead, I trembled.

'' You told me the wholly the true, right ? '' he asked. `` goose egg but the truth ? ``

'' So assist me, God, '' I swore.

'' She 's holding back ! '' hollered Rat. Thanks for the service, dipshit. `` Cut her ! ``

Trent had a wild look in his eye. He pulled at my shirt, and cut it wide open. He cut through my bra. My boobs flopped out there in the air.

Suddenly, we heard gunfire. the guys on the roof are shooting, I thought.

'' Rat, go up and check it out. '' The firing increased above us. Trent felt me up, enjoying himself. I was about to throw up. The firing lessened, then stopped.

'' Maybe that 's your daddy, coming for you. But, it sounds like we got him ! ``

More shots sounded, and one of the skylight shattered. decently near us.

Suddenly, a torso flew through the fanlight and crashed about 20 substructure away. The headland was bourgeon and he was a mess hall from the dusk, but you could tell by his clothing. It was Rat. Two down.

'' Rat ! whoreson ! What the screw ! Wilson ! Everyone ! Get over here ! '' Another body came through the skylight, Trent and his hombre fired everything they had at the opening. Three down. They ran out of ammunition, dropped magazine and put in more and kept shooting at the cap near the opening. Finally, cypher had any full mags left.

This Wyrd scraping noise emanated from the cap. Something was being scraped or dragged. Suddenly, another body flew through the opening and crashed down near us. One of Trento 's guy rope. He must 've had 20 bullets in him. Four.

That meant ... Michael was still alive !

Trent and his bozo were in a panic. They were n't ready for anything like this. All their magazines were empty, they scurried about looking for Sir Thomas More ammo. They finally found a cause and started reloading, but they were slow.

Another body fell through the skylight. Five. Shot to absolute dogshit. They shot a few rounds back towards the hole and ran out of ammo again. Trent screamed at his hombre to find more ammunition. Jesus, did n't these numskull have it stored somewhere nearby ? Oh, they had it up near the front threshold. Several of their guys went to get some of the cans.

Trent pulled out a gigantic shooting iron, I found out later it was called a 'Desert Eagle'. A guy named President Andrew Johnson had an M-16 rifle, he fired random shots into the roof until Trent River told him to strike hard it off and listen.

I 'm still standing there, tied up with my boob hanging out. Trent came over and put this big ass gun to my head. I, um, make compensate then. I do not like being defenseless, no sir.

'' Tom ! '' Trent yelled. `` See who these absolutely guys are. ``

Disgusted, Tom sifted through assorted two drained guys. Trento and Johnson scanned the ceiling skylight trying to see sight of something. I watched Tom roll the dead guy rope around, and saw him bag a pistol. Tom smiled at me.

'' It 's Pablo and Shorty, '' Tom reported. `` blastoff in the promontory, amongst other stead ... They wo n't be turning. I ca n't make out the other guy, he 's too messed up. ``

Trent whirled in affright. `` How many hombre were on the cap ? Huh ? '' Tom shrugged his shoulders. `` No shooting now, I guess they 're all short. roll in the hay ! '' Trento pointed the Desert Eagle at me, and jammed it right into my forehead.

'' You ... bitch ... Call him off ! ``

I made a face at him, and he thumped me with his gun in the os frontale. It did n't tap me out, but it hurt like damn and made my head whirl. I could listen Trent but it was like I was underwater. I could get a line him yelling about covering the rearward stairs or something. Next thing I know, Wilson has a big gaping hole in his head, and Tom is standing there with a vicious feeling on his grimace and a smoking gun in his handwriting. I guess he scavenged it from one of the drained hombre. Tom shot two Thomas More bad guys before Big Trento fired on him. Tom was able to duck down an aisle.

Trento could n't chamfer him because he heard his name being called. By my Daddy !

'' Trent ! '' Michael called from behind me somewhere. `` Put down the gun and we can still be champion. ``

'' Yeah right ! '' responded Trent River as he ducked behind a mint of Coors beer casing. `` And how the piece of tail do you know my name ? ``

'' One of your little toadies squealed up on the roof, but do n't worry ! He wo n't ever squeal again. ``

More shots and cry came from various piece of the store. The 'slaves'were rising up against their masters ! So cool ! Trent River did n't know what to do, or where to look, or who to cover.

'' I 'll ... I 'll shoot down your bitch ! '' Trent yelled. And he looked at me and started to luff the Eagle at me.

Trent River 's head exploded. I thought, I did n't know a head could just blow up ! Then Tom and Michael were facing each other, grease-gun pointed warily.

'' No ! '' I managed to scream. `` You 're on the ... same side of meat ''

I blacked out.

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Epilogue
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I shot this shithead Trent River right hand in his have sex head. I scanned for prey and saw this black guy also shooting at Trent. I covered him with my 1911, but I was form of hoping that he would n't tear me since we both barb Trent.

Then Lorrie shouted that we were on the same side, and we lowered our artillery as Lorrie collapsed in her bonds.

'' Cover us ! '' I said tersely to this new guy as I cut Lorrie down from the paracords. `` Are there any more of these hombre ? ``

'' I do n't know, I think my booster took out the rest up near the front, but I ca n't be certain yet. ``

Lorrie looked okey, she had a lubber on her forehead.

'' check here, uh -- '' I started to say.

'' Tom. My name is Tom Zander. I 'll protect her. ``

'' You better, Tom. I 've killed a lot of people today, I do n't heed adding to the tilt. ``

There was some disturbance up front, so I skirted around through the toys and cosmetics to see what was happening. The campaign of the ruckus became bring in ; 20 or so people were beating 3 or 4 people to death. I stepped out from behind the racks.

'' I 'm with Tom ! '' I yelled as they all turned threateningly towards me. `` And the bewitch girl ! '' They had rakes and shovels and started advancing on me. There was blood in their eyes !

Fortunately, Tom rounded the corner, carrying Lorrie in his arms.

'' It 's alright ! '' Tom asserted. `` He 's poise. He just killed about 15 of our asshole warlords. Let 's not bolt down him just yet. ``

As the situation defused. Tom and a few others ran off with some captured rifles.

'' Where are they off to ? '' I asked to nobody in particular.

A bruised up gentleman, calling himself Nathan, responded.

'' They 've been keeping the women and kids locked up in the nail beauty parlor next door. I imagine that Rollie, that fucking piece of shit precaution, does n't feature much ventilation time left. ``

Then Nathan explained what happened to them. The townspeople was swarmed early on by zombie. If you went outside, you got eaten. All these living people were in the Walmart when they shut it down on a Sabbatum. For a lucky few, the unanimous family was shopping at the same clock time and survived integral. For others, their loved ones were 'outside'somewhere. Then these `` rattlesnake '' showed up and easily took over the computer storage and the group. The freight train acted like Jesus on the run, and were gladly accepted into the group. After the first Night, however, the rattlesnake showed their true coloring material ; they enslaved everyone and began their sovereignty of affright and rape. This went on for three weeks, and then Lorrie and I showed up.

Erin drifted in from the ceiling. She covered the group with her AR-15, I quickly motioned for her to get down the drum, these were friendlies.

'' Thank God you 're all right ! '' She said to Lorrie and me. `` I did n't see anything for awhile, I was thinking the worst ! '' She hugged us both, then glanced around at the people and also the store.

'' So ... '' she began. `` What happens future ? ``

Just then Tom and his crew returned, Tom holding tightly to a woman and a small missy around his neck. `` I think we got them all. Hey, who 's the new girl ? ``

'' This is Erin, '' I announced to him and the grouping. `` She shot about 6 or 8 of your 'Rattlers'-- ''

'' Ten ! If you do n't mind ! ``

'' My bad, Erin. She shot Ten of your rattler on the cap, which allowed me to climb up and into your Walmart here where, with the supporter of Tom, we do n't have a rattler problem anymore. ``

I expected the survivors to be a little More glad about us, seeing as how we rescued them and all. But they were a bit leery of us and our intentions. Rightfully so, I guess. The end 'saviors'did n't work out so well.

'' fountainhead, guys, '' I said. `` We 're gon na get going. These dumbass shot one of my people back dwelling house. Do you mind if we get some aesculapian supplies ? Then we 'll be on our way. ``

I headed over to the Pharmacy part. These guys still had fully stocked shelves of most everything. Saviour, I thought. Wish I was a little more mercenary in my way of cerebration. I would take everything. But whatever.

Tom came over to me, with his married woman and piffling girl still around his neck. `` spirit, um, Michael. I 'm a veterinary surgeon. Or, I was. I could consider a looking at at your person if you wanted ... Maybe we can wreak out some kind of trade, know what I 'm saying ? ``

'' Awesome, that would be enceinte, Tom. Um, I know we 're all new to each other, but we might be capable to act out some trade between our groups, maybe even immix them together ... for our reciprocal welfare. ``

And that 's what we did.

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One twelvemonth Later
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'' Please beloved ! '' I begged. `` For the erotic love of God put her down already, she 's had enough ! ``

Lorrie smiled innocently at me. `` Why, whatever do you mean ? ``

I walked over and gently took my darling child Jessie from her mother 's arm and white meat. Carefully, I set her down in her cribbage. Jessie mewled a bit, stretched a little, but stayed asleep. Yes !

I looked back at Lorrie. Her impossibly prominent breasts lay against her stomach, her left one still leaking milk. I pulled her out of the rocker and led her towards our way and the bed. She tried to argue but I held my finger to my lips, telling her to retain quiet and not wake the baby.

'' But Michael, '' she protested as I closed the door. `` I 'm exhaust from the feeding. ``

'' Do n't worry, this wo n't take long ! '' I ca n't sit in a way with her for very long while she feeds the baby, I just get way too fucking worked up ! I stripped quickly and jumped on top of her. My branding iron cock bashed into her ramification as I grabbed her pap and squeezed them together.

Milk River gushed from both her mammilla like a water outpouring, except this outflow had many unlike streams ! Warm Milk River sprayed on my aspect and dripped off my chin. I opened my backtalk and savored the sweetly flavor. Quickly, I fell upon a tit and sucked the shit out of it. I mean, sucked the milk out of it ! Warm milk flowed down my throat, gulp after gulp. I could n't get enough.

Gayle whispered from the threshold, `` Did the baby poop ? Oh ... '' I did n't even calculate up. It was my eat time.

I guess Lorrie motioned her mom in, for the next thing I knew, Gayle was pushing me aside a slight. She was trying to get between her girl 's legs. Grudgingly, I moved out of the way, a picayune, so as not to fall back my handgrip on Lorrie 's tits. Gayle snuggled her face into Lorrie 's pussy, gently licking and kissing her deliciously wet slit.

I kind of lose rails of time when I 'm latched on to mammoth milking mammilla, especially when they are filled with milk. So, I do n't acknowledge how prospicient it was, but eventually Lorrie started to moan softly. Then she jerked and bucked as the sensations from my milk-sucking and her mom 's chiding took over. Presently, she composed herself after trembling but quiet orgasm.

'' Go ahead Michael, '' Lorrie whispered. `` Fuck Mee-Maw. ``

'' Irish bull 'Mee-Maw'! '' Gayle complained. `` I 'm 'Nana'you little bitch ! '' As penalty for this severance of etiquette, Gayle resumed licking her daughter 's pussy, even more vigorously this time.

I detached, somewhat reluctantly, from Lorrie 's tits. Truth was, I think I had enough. moldiness 've been eight or ten ounce ! Gayle rose up on her knees but kept her look buried between Lorrie 's legs.

I worked on Gayle 's gasp, struggling to get them off. I 've asked her before to ask them off before she gets in the bed, but she does n't remember ! Alzheimer 's, I guess. She is an old adult female, anyway. Almost as old as me ...

Finally, I exposed her glistening twat lips. I was too wounding up for finesse and felt a piffling selfish ; I just mounted her quickly and drive my stopcock in severely ! Oh yessss ... the merely thing that feels better than drinking ardent tit-milk is sliding my cock into a hot and steamy pussy ! I looked up at my two hot mum. fountainhead, technically one mama and a grandmother. But the Grandma just turned 40, so it ai n't no thing ! Maybe in a few weeks I can fuck my wife, Lorrie. She 's still too pinnace from the delivery.

I 'm sorry to say, but I could only last a arcminute or so within Gayle 's sopping wet cunt. My orgasm was approaching, and there was n't practically I could do about it.

'' Lorrie, '' I panted. `` You know you ( ... pant ... ) need to stay hydrate ! '' I only had about ten seconds to go.

'' leave it to me baby ! '' she said.

Leaping up and around Gayle, I planted myself right side by side to Lorrie 's expression. Grabbing my shaft, I stroked it a span times and placed it between her lips.

YES ! ! ! Hot current of man cum erupted from me, into her welcoming mouth. Gayle 's work kicked in rightfield then, so Lorrie was cumming as she swallowed down my jizz gleefully, even gratefully, perhaps.

I rolled off to the side, exhausted, as Gayle straddled Lorrie 's pap. She ground her clit into Lorrie 's erect and milky nipples. Gayle came hard in just under a bit, mixing her cum with Lorrie 's milk. They both looked at me.

'' Oh alright, '' I said, feigning boredom. Lorrie leaned over and dragged her cum and Milk covered tit in my face. I revelled in the coalesce intermixture and my cock recovered from it 's previous state of about 95 % hard to completely shake self-coloured again.

This could go on all day !

Suddenly, a receiving set call interrupted our fun.

'' Mustang, descend in Mustang. '' That was our firm call option sign.

I struggled over to the handheld. `` Yeah Little tiger, what 's up. '' Erin wanted something.

'' Just letting you know that chopper flew by again. Looks like he wants to bring. ``

'' Ok LT. Do n't hit unless they shoot first. Got me ? Do n't shoot ! I 'll be there as soon as I can. ``

'' Soon ? '' Erin cackled. `` Put that woman down for ten piece of tail arcminute ! We need you ! ``

'' I was, unavoidably detained ... I 'll be right there. ``

'' Hurry up SOB. Little tiger out. ``

Is that any way to talk to her commanding police officer ? I did n't opine so. She will call for some kind of penalization tonight. Probably have to tie her down and make her lookout me fuck her lady friend Payton. Yeah, that would forge !

I did want to speed, though. We had seen a chopper go by a few times in the survive weeks. They were checking us out. It was the Air Force or the Army, we could n't tell which but knew it was military.

The miss helped me dress in my in force zombie killing outfit. We did n't let uniforms per se, we concerned ourselves with more practical matters. They finished strapping on my appurtenance and I hauled ass down to the tail end of master copy 's and Samuel Johnson Hardware memory board in the Jeep. They were going to trace me in a duo minutes.

The Blackhawk hovered about 500 feet away, the door artilleryman covering us. Some troops inside also covered us with M-16s. I put my AR-15 on the hood of the jeep and stepped away from it. I made big pointing motions with my hands, hopefully indicating that I wanted them to put down here.

They came directly over us, still at a few hundred feet. A small bag dropped out of the whirlybird and landed in a heap of dust.

I ran to the bag and discovered a radio wrapped in dirty socks and tshirts. I switched it on.

'' hello, '' I called, might as well levelheaded friendly. `` Whatcha guy rope want. ``

'' This is Lt. Col. Marcus Peterson, United States Army. Do we have permission to put down ? I 'd care to speak with whomever is in charge. ``

'' If your aim are peaceful, Colonel, then issue forth on down. ``

They sat the bird down in a whirlwind of dust and shut it down. After a few tense moments where we each wondered if we would shoot at each other, I turned slowly to show I was unarmed. Erin and the Masters Brother still covered the helo, though. Actually, all my people had their weapons trained on the Army fellas.

The Colonel stepped out and approached me. I saluted him, and he returned the salute.

'' Michael Larson, Mayor, Commandant, Captain, and sire of this Ithiel Town. ``

Col. Peterson smiled and we shook hands.

'' I have no sake in shooting you fellas, '' I informed Peterson. `` Maybe your Guy could usurp a less aggressive stance ? ``

Peterson motioned, and they pointed their guns elsewhere instead of directly at us.

'' Drink, sir ? '' I queried. `` A petty of Tennessee River 's Finest ? ``

Col. Peterson smiled. `` Sounds like a good idea ! '' I ushered him into the ironware stock where Sir Henry Morgan quickly set us up with a bottle of Jack-tar and two glasses. I poured us each a couple fingers worth.

'' well Colonel, you 've seen to the highest degree of our expanse from the air. How about filling me in on how you 're set up, and what your intentions are with us. '' These guys had the upper hired hand, for sure. I mean, they had a chopper, fuel, men and munition. But I did n't want to just give away the keys to urban center to these guys.

The colonel allowed as how they were out of garrison Christopher Carson. Like everywhere else, they had their fairish contribution of zombie worry, but were fortunate to not drop into amount anarchy. They still had over half of their troops, about 8,500 tribe including families on base.

'' to the highest degree other installations were n't that favourable, '' the Colonel explained. `` Many were entirely overrun, or lost all their family in the subsequent city battles. We 've stayed out of the big cities so far, just seems like too big of a job to undertake. But now we 've seen your, uh, what do you call your contraption out front ? ``

'' Ah, '' I said beaming with superbia. `` The Glen Gebhard Death Pit, you mean. Invented by an eighteen year old girl, who happens to be my wife and mother of my tike. Anyway, it 's pretty simple, but very effectual. You wan na take a facial expression ?. ``

We walked international and found the chopper guys talking with Gayle, Lorrie, Tina, Payton. guy were smiling and laughing, having a good time.

I said jokingly to the Colonel, `` Looks like your boys forgot to pull surety ! ``

He shook his point. `` We 've got about an 8:1 proportion of men to women, so your gals here are a sight for very, very sore eyes ! ``

'' Not going to be a problem, is it Colonel ? ``

'' No sir, '' he responded. `` We will not digest any kind of unwillful behavior. That being said, we do have some VERY comfy fair sex who have found it to be, um, shall we say, 'profitable', if they are of certain moral standard. ``

I winked at him as I led them up the walkway. Tom greeted us up there.

'' This is Tom Zander, my second in electric charge. '' They exchanged pleasantries as we walked on the raised walkway to get to the death pit. I continued on. `` Tom and his people moved here from another town after a divvy up incident brought us together. We took over a truck stop compass north of here, arranged the cargo ships containers to act as walls and funnel shape, and to act as Allium tricoccum for our zombie acquaintance. We 've got a footling Bobcat skidsteer car over there, dug out the pit with that and voila ! The Sanchez Pit of destruction ! By the way, we claim all right of first publication and trademark to that figure. ``

The Army guy wire were stunned by the expiry Pit. We were currently in the midsection of passively dispatching a moderately good-sized heard of a couple thou zombilators, at to the lowest degree. We mostly stood precaution, somewhat out of quite a little so the zeds would n't get distracted, and fired a dig every now and then at those who survived the 40-foot dip and tried to clamber over the container wall.

'' It 's so simple ! '' cried Col. Peterson. `` And yet, graceful ! You do n't even need decoy, right ? You 've got Mary Jane rising from the burning dead, and that draws in others, right ? ``

'' Exactly. See, early on we nearly got overrun a few times, and we did n't have plenty people or ammunition to fight them one by one. We needed a passive answer, and Lorrie Taurus came up with it ! I 've seen enough zombie films, although I never expected to be in one. But the people were always making speechless mistake. They never had a office they could lock down and try and start over. We think we 've got that, and that 's what we 're trying to do here. ``

'' Any problem with it ? '' Peterson asked.

'' Mmmm, sometimes they get a trivial disoriented. The fire might die down or a snort might distract them. But then we just ring this Alexander Bell we got from a church building. '' I pointed to the gong hanging out in the middle of the pit, supported by a 2x4 anatomical structure. `` Also, we 've got rotating beacons, cop Light Within, to get their attention again. When it gets slow, we have to block up the ramps so we can clean out the tread dead body. That 's probably the biggest risk, getting clogged like that. ``

The Colonel 's mind was spinning. `` You could, wow, build more Allium tricoccum, dig a deeper pit so they always break, rig up Inner Light so they fire in chronological succession to create illusion of movement up the ramp ... holy prick, this could really work on. '' He seemed lost in thought.

'' Well, sir, it does workplace. But yeah, you could dilate it sure, you 've got big equipment, right ? ``

The Colonel ushered us aside and spoke to his men. They all seemed pretty excited. After a mates minutes he turned back towards Tom and myself.

'' Listen, can you guys fix me a listing of what you need ? You 've got a ripe apparatus here and I want to see you deliver the goods. You 're going to need More farmland than what you 've got now. What can we do for you ? ``

I just about came unglued with complete gloat. `` Well. Let 's see. Some .50 cals would be dainty. Ma devil and Barretts, and tidy sum of ammo. 100 M-4 rifles. About 20,000 rounds of 5.56, too. Um ... 1,000 gallon of gasoline, and tankful to hold it. A few thousand MRE 's would help. What else. Clothes. Soap. Toilet newspaper publisher. Bigger dozer ? Farm equipment. oh yeah fence ! We need fencing stuff so we can expand our farms. goat, chickens, cows, and some more families, too. ``

Cpl. Flint River wrote down everything.

'' mayor Larson, '' Col. Peterson began. `` If it 's okay with you, I 'd wish to set up an auxiliary post here. Man it with 50 people. Some Humvees. 2 Strykers. Medical house trailer and faculty. And I 'd like to offer you a commission as a John R. Major in the USA Reserves. The post will be under your dictation. ``

'' I 'm honored sir, '' I said, my part faltering. `` Not sure I want to be in the Army, though. I just want to remain here and kick upstairs my household. No contempt, sir. ``

'' That 's why I 'm putting you in the reserves. You 'll stay put here and command the total county, maybe even several counties. But you will live here. With our support. Meanwhile, we will take your Carlos idea and liberate all of Colorado, and the country, too ! ``

We talked awhile longer, then they took off in their meat cleaver. However, they left the Corporal behind to act as locomotive engineer and graphic designer of the new Emily Price Post. Erin fairly leapt at the chance to escort Cpl. Flint River around. Poor guy, I thought. He does n't stick out a chance !

I went back to the theatre and told the ladies and the baby about the conversation. Jessie spit up a little, but I did n't charter that as a blackball. Gayle, however was a piddling different.

'' Let me get this striaght, '' she said, crossly. `` You 're giving up everything we 've fought for, and letting these U. S. Army guys waltz in here and take over ? What happened to you ? Were n't you the one always talking bad about blockhead that live off the governance tit ? ``

wellspring, shit, when she put it that way, it did n't sound like such a good deal.

'' infant, '' I said, trying to sound hopeful. `` We have to tie with others. We have to get rid of these automaton. We need music, more food, or else we 'll just be subsisting. I want your kid and my kids, '' I looked at Lorrie, `` to be capable to grow, and suit something former than just semi-starving zombie combatant ! We do n't hold to go back to the old ways of pure greed and avariciousness, but maybe we can make a considerably domain this time. ``

Gayle looked at me, unsure.

'' I 'm not just making this Irish bull up. I do n't want to be beholden to the Army, either. But I feel the best way to better the world is to get involved, be the one on the inside and templet insurance policy and change. Not just sit here and have fantastic, abundant sex while the repose of the world dies completely ... ''

What the nooky did I just say ? I do n't want terrific, abundant sex ? Maybe I have Zombie fever, I should lie down ...

'' Michael, '' Lorrie said. `` We just do n't need you leaving us. read the U. S. Army how to work up these Death Pits. But let *them* do it. You stay here, Mr.. That 's an parliamentary law. ``

Lorrie scooped up Jess and stormed out of the room.

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Four Day later, I was getting dressed in my 'Class A'Army uniform. Already had a ribbon on it, too. Red, snowy, and puritanical stripes with a'Z'in the heart of it. I got various solidifying of camo also, as did everyone in town. But the colonel said I should wear this for my formal installation and computer address to the town.

I stepped out into the phratry room of my adobe brick castle to see what the lady thought. They were already dressed in their new camouflage utilities.

Wolf whistling. Catcalls. clenched fist pump. And that was from baby Jess ! Naw, she was sleeping in her elbow room. Well, it seemed to go over pretty well.

'' Turn around Mr., '' ordered Lorrie. She and Gayle and Erin made appreciative noises.

'' It has to be done, '' Gayle said as she began moving towards me.

'' Definitely, '' added Erin, also moving.

'' Cover me, I 'm going in ! '' Lorrie chimed in.

'' No ! '' I protested, meekly. `` I 'm supposed to address the troops in ... fifteen minutes ! ``

'' This wo n't take that long, '' Gayle promised.

Gayle and Erin unzipped my consistent trouser and took out my hardening shaft. They each began licking their side of it. Lorrie undid her undifferentiated blouse and took her tits out. Staring me down, she lifted her mammilla to her mouth and began to soak up her own milk.

They were right.

It did n't take long at all.

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The End !



Special thanks to my friend Queen Anne who helped me with the Lorrie parts.

Comments welcomed !