As he said “AHH...Damn! That was like the hottest fucking I’ve ever had!” My legs were still shaking, and he still fucked me gently as his cock ...began to feel sloppy. It made my nylon toes curl. “AHH...God! You fucked me so good, Jan!”He pulled out and went to the bathroom and got me some toilet paper for all the cum inside my fucked ass. He sat down and lit a joint. I got up and held the toilet paper under my dripping pussy. He was staring at me as he smoked. I blushed.“I can’t believe that you. Megan, will you hold off until I can come with you, armed? And Tim, can you find a place for me to hang out during her work days?" That's no problem, Patrick," Tim responded. "I have one important question, though. What about Russell?" Tim's question was a day spoiler. They had to assume he was still being blackmailed to report on Megan's activities."Actually," Carl interrupted, "having Russell report isn't all bad. It makes it look like she has just healed and gone back to work normally, and. Savor the wait. Let the tension build like it did before."Sudden anger flushed through him again. He wanted to smash the face in the mirror with his fist, splinter the image into a million pieces.He didn't. Instead he smiled, a malevolent expression. "Plan B. Initiate Plan B. The Apache breed you saw the day before yesterday. The young one. The teenager, not the mother. The mother works nights. The girl will be alone."He left the restroom with purpose and with a new fantasy in progress.Loni. Luckily, there were plenty of vehicles on the road to siphon enough gasoline to reach the nearest abandoned station. Since she possessed her own pump, she could extract the gasoline from the underground tanks no one else could, another advantage to knowing how to survive. There's a big difference between being lucky and being prepared. She passed car after car of those whose luck ended abruptly. Because she knew what to look for, she knew how to avoid their unfortunate fates.Monique approached.