. right along the outskirts of Hermiston, the only sizable city in eastern Oregon.“The use of the Undead Guard as shock troops has helped, not to me...ntion the use of Havenite sympathizers behind enemy lines and the sheer professionalism, discipline, cohesion, and morale of the Army of Western Oregon. It doesn’t hurt that as soon as we resurrect their troops, we send them back at their former comrades with a vengeance. Some might call them cannon fodder, but they’re undead, so can’t be killed or. My erection was strong and stone hard, it stood straight up and I was truly proud of it. She jumped on me, her butt landed on my stomach and she pulled her face down to mine, she was naked too. She kissed me on my lips, her were feather soft and silky smooth, god it was so great, my dick was so hard it hurt.He kissed my again, deeper, and again moving to my bottom lip, then to my chin, she bared her face in my neck, she moved down, kissing my collar bone, then my chest, she tongued my nipple. [[Because the CIA wasn't involved, not after their last monumental fuck up.]]I found "Anderson, Mark Steven, civilian, child, male" among documents dealing with the identification of remains. No remains had been identified as mine yet, but that was also the case for five dozen other people, about 30% of the total who'd been in the building at the time and a pleasingly large number. My being missing certainly wouldn't stand out unless they managed to check off a lot more boxes on that list,. I can hear him rummaging around. He gets a beer out of the fridge and starts drinking it, watching TV. I start masturbating again, rubbing my pussy, stroking myself until my cunt is starting to get engorged.He starts to go toward the bathroom to take a shower but I stop him before he gets the chance.“Let’s make love,” I say. “I’m really tired,” he says.I grab him by the groin and give his junk a tug, pulling him towards the bedroom.We are still in the hall when I undo his belt and pull down his.