" They're here," Chad answered grimly. "Just like the Followers we saw back there. Hiding under bushes, or down in their holes. You can find them, if ...you want to take the time and know where to look." Oh. Yeah. I guess so." Kenny looked a bit sick. "It's all like this?" All this part where the fighting was, anyhow. I s'pose once we get south of the cities it won't be so bad. No reason for them to hit that part of Gardhe quite so hard."They huddled close around a small fire that night, depressed. Who didn’t care about her.I happened to have my legs on, so I got up and went to her. I wanted to kneel, but I hadn’t worked on doing that, and it’s really hard to put one knee on the ground when the other leg isn’t bending.So I sat on her lap.I know. It’s goofy. It might have been laughable if she hadn’t been on the verge of crying. She tried to push me off, but I had an arm around her neck and wouldn’t let her.“I’m sorry!” I said, trying not to yell.I leaned to kiss the side of her head, up. Her husband is a accountant for a medium sized business. Boring as fuck. She on the other hand is a submissive girl never seen in trousers always in bespoke clothes packaging her sexy figure. I often get a bit stiff when I see her. Now I was fucking rock hard. Jasmine held Diane by her long hair as she let her breath. "Daddy has a big hard cock Diane. I know I've seen it." She was talking to me but looking at Diane."Would you like Daddy to fuck your asshole Diane?"Diane protested and tried to. Candice was 26 years old, curly brown hair, big green eyes, a cute face overall. She had a very petite frame, small and slim, but her slim figure made her chest more obvious. Her bra size should be around 85D (38D in US/UK size), and she would often wear these blouses offering glimpses of her cleavage.Because we were both from France, we naturally became buddies in the office, even if she made it clear from the very first day that she had a boyfriend.Back to the main story.On that day, Candice.