But I’m not going to be left here wanting. I hope your cock is as big as I imagine, and I hope that before long I’m going know what it feels like ...deep inside me. The phone buzzes on the counter behind me. I pick it up.Leaving work now. Still good for me to come over?Like you wouldn’t believe.Waiting on you, big boy.I strut back out of the bedroom, looking at the bed on my way out. Thoughts of revenge start stirring. Putting you on your back where he sleeps and sucking your cock like I’m. His touch is light and his hands are warm. Confidant. Purposeful. Moving sensuality but with intent. His hands glide over my bottom. He kneeds the warm skin and he makes me moan.My breathing changes.Excitement, fear, arousal,anticipation." " Keep still for him Kim. Obey the strangers hands.Relinquish control. Let him touch you just how you want him to" " He wraps an arm around my waist and pulls me back a step against his body.I can feel his erection. Pressing against my bottom. I'm turned on. Fuck being nice, it’s not worth it.’ ‘Well I wouldn’t go that far man, but I feel you. I get why you’re pissed,’ Jeff shrugged. ‘The guys are all going out tonight to the strip club. You should get the fuck out of your house, come with us.’ ‘I’m not really up to it,’ Jake groaned. ‘Tough shit, now get dressed. I’m getting my hair cut and I think you need to come with me.’ *********************************** Jake walked into the strip club behind Mike and Jeff, along with a few other guys he. It was strange how they all looked to them as saviors never thinking Desmond had an agenda of his own.The leader of the Looters was already figuring out how much profit he could make per female when the traveling survivors and other Looter bands visited the town for entertainment. Desmond's goal was to accumulate enough supplies and weapons and ammo to get them through at least the next year. At least by then, they would have a better idea as to the feasibility of staying put in the isolated.