"Is this all the selection you have right now?" I asked."No come around to the door and I will show you what I have back here." he said as he walked t...o the door to unlock it for me to enter.As I entered the back of the display counter Phil showed me to the cooler at the opposite end of the back room.As I entered the cooler I heard him close and slide the bolt on the door to lock us in.I felt a little nervous but thought about how I asked for this by teasing him.My nipples were hard like little. Societies that let a bunch of psychopaths think for them. And that's what we had here.Thus, why we believed preposterous claims of some "outbreak" with no physical effects. Google "smallpox victims," or "sufferers of bubonic plague." Those are what pandemics look like. Hideously deformed bodies, permanently destroyed.Now gaze upon people who allegedly "died" from Covid-19, if you can find any. Immense fuckin' difference! They look like they simply fell asleep. If their eyes were open, you could. The woman worked her tongue around her mouth before focusing on him."You're in trouble," she said.Charles spread his hands. "Am I now? You're the one tied to a chair." When your men brought me in I saw the mountains and the cooling towers. We're in the old Watson Industrial Park."Charles kept his hands apart and shrugged."What I know, she knows."Charles extended his hand. "I'm Mr. Simon by the way."The woman snarled and spat. Charles retrieved a handkerchief from his pocked and wiped his hand.. "I'd love to, are you sure you're okay with me staying here?" I feel like I've known you more than just the last few hours, and I know you aren't a serial killer or anything, so yeah, you can stay. There is a room up the steps to the left you can have."After Jack settled in his room, we grabbed our coats and went for a walk in the fresh snow. I made a snowball and threw it at Jack. He laughed and ran after me. I continued to throw snow at him until he caught me and we both fell into the snow..