”Carol replied, “Marcus ... thank you for all those kind words you just said to everyone. You deserve the truth, if you can handle it. Can you?”...With a stunned look on his face as well as on mine, Marcus replied, “I can handle the truth,” in a cheesy Jack Nicholson impersonation.“Well, Randall and I, less than a week ago, started a relationship between a brother and his sister that ... would not be approved of, in this day and age. Are you OK, knowing that?”“I picked up on something like that. You can inspire yourself from "Resident Evil" and/or "Species", but stay away from copyrighted ideas and trademarks -- be original and use your own imagination to add to the story. Focus on action, thrill, eroticism and/or sex. Avoid highly descriptive bloody horror. You can integrate your existing stories if you have some. The general genre of this story is an erotic action thriller, rated "R" or above.The story is in the same genre as other stories of the undead, except zombies remain with. Their efforts paid dividends, and they were soon gulping down a massive load of my cum.“Thanks bro!” They chirped in unison, kissing me on each cheek after licking my cock clean and tucking me back into my pants.As Mom pulled into a parking space, the twins jumped out and dashed off almost before the car had fully stopped.“See you all at three.” Mom said as the rest of us piled out of the car.“Actually, I need to go see a man about a blonde after school.” I said.“Ruby?” my mother asked,. She gave him a hug, Randy whispered let me take you right here in the closet then I can go back a happier man. Angelina said no, Randy almost punched the door. Angelina knelt down in front of Randy and unzipped his pants and removed the little one who was causing Randy so much frustration. She took his balls in her month and sucked on one then the other, then taking both in her mouth. Randy leaned against the wall for support. Angelina licked, nibbled and kissed.