After I took my gear off too, we both went to take our dirty clothes to his laundry room. We went into the living room for a bit to watch TV. "I fee...l like I definitely need a shower" he said."Me too" I laughed."Okay, you go first then" he insisted.So that, I did. I walked upstairs, with the slightest feeling that he was staring at my ass. But to avoid awkwardness, I didn't look back. I got undressed, putting my wet and muddy shorts in the clothes bin. I entered the shower and turned on. She was just going through the motions like most of the other surviving women.There was a general malaise about everything that all survivors were feeling. It seemed that there was no point. If women could not restart the human race, it was all over. It seemed a waste of what little precious time was left to look for men, or try to pull the country back together. If they all died in the next few years what difference would the wasted effort make, but they had to try.If it were not that women. Angel also knew that her Master’s penis was there for her pleasure as well, and today she was going to get herself some.Just was she helped Master with the last of his clothing she turned, bent at the waist, placed her hands on her ass and said, “Master, this is your ass for you to enjoy. Beat it if you wish, or whip it with a single tail if that is your desire. What I like best is when you want to fuck your ass. Nothing gives a girl a feeling of being owned more than when her Master fucks. .. and so I imagine Hugh expected his brother to still be an insufferable oaf. If so, he was pleasantly surprised. That first week, as he began to use the reawakened forge to do his work, he was visited by Jack several times, who offered whatever help his brother might need. Metal wasn't all that was forged in those fires. In short order, a new kind of sibling relationship was forged as well.And it was through Jack that his brother first began to be exposed to the girls about the place. That.