.." Ivy." I recovered. "My name is Ivy and I'm not sure you need..." Ivy," he repeated, smiling as if he should have known that already. "Need..." he ...seemed to pause, searching for the right words, " ... has nothing to do with it, Ivy."I shrugged and looked away. Looking into that man's eyes were like looking into my own life, my own soul. It hurt and confused me. I concentrated on pouring him another drink."How old are you, Ivy?" he asked, watching my hands intently."Old enough." I smiled, but. I unbuttoned and unzipped his pants and dropped my towel as I knelt down. "Wine please," I responded as I lifted his cock out of his underwear.He struggled to open the wine as I sucked his soft cock deep between my lips. His cock still tasted like cum and my pussy. By the time he had poured the wine his cock was hard in my mouth. I slipped his cock out long enough to take a long slow drink of the cool wine, all the while stroking his shaft. I handed him back the wine glass and now attacked his. I said everything, I loved you, you were my life. He said we could be together than." What about your mom?" She was really mad when I first told her. But when daddy found out and went crazy, she started protecting me. She said it was okay after that."I was so incredibly relieved. Being in love was the worst nightmare someone could ever have."Oh, I never told Corey about, about," I glided my hand onto her tummy and looked into her eyes. She smiled."We have time; mom and dad don't want to tell. The Admiral says, “Get me some satellite images of the cities hit. I want to see what’s happening there now. Get some imagery for all the targets, and then start looking at the areas not hit.”One of the Admiral’s staff says, “Sir, based on our last estimates the number of The Infected left after this last round of nuclear strikes will be in the order of only one or two percent of The Infected as of an hour ago. Most of those remaining will be close to our defensive lines. These strikes have.