There we go. Now, you have two choices. You can be converted with the Converter here. Or you can be Atomized with this. Your choice. I really don’t ...want to have to clean up any more remains, so those are your options. Choose wisely, my friends,” I instructed the mere twenty or thirty odd survivors of the assault.“I ... will be converted,” Jessamine Wilcox, Milan’s elder daughter, agreed.“Jess ... no ... don’t! It’s the Mark of the Beast. You’ll never come back from that!” Milan warned his. I kept drinking throughout the night. I wasso nervous it was the only way I could keep myself going. Soon I had amajor buzz, hell let's be honest, I was getting good and trashed on thegirly drinks. Lisa kept making out with me, and whenever she did, Ifelt Rob pulling me close against his crotch, and I could feel themassive bulge in his pants pushing against my backside! The song they were playing changed again, I didn't really know any ofthe ones before, hip hop is not my music, but this. I was breathing heavy, and my body was on fire. I took Caitlin's hand and we walked hand in hand to my room. I stumbled with the electronic key until the door finally opened and we quickly stepped inside. As the door closed behind us, Caitlin reached for my face and began a long, deep kiss. My mouth opened and our tongues entwined in a deep French kiss.I could feel Caitlin reach around and then felt the zipper of my dress slowly descend. Caitlin slipped my dress off my shoulders and let it fall. ..”“And..., thanks for cooking. But we got a job to take care. And after that a surprise for you. Come on, let’s get to the car.”We went to the car, and started driving.“So, why would you be carrying a gun? And what move was that, barging in like that? Are you a policeman or something?”“Well, first I own a gun for safety, and second no I’m not a policeman. I just really liked my time in the army.”We reached the destination, an old junkyard. We drove between the broken down cars and reached to a.