There were normal people outside! One guy tripped a zombie while another one used an axe to separate its head and body. A group with guns covered the ...two guys as they made quick work of the last zombie on the street. I looked around; there must have only been three zombies when the people entered the cul-de-sac since I could only see three for-real corpses."Hurry up!" someone yelled from the street entrance to the cul-de-sac. "They're coming."Two brunettes ran up the steps of my building. Shit!. You’re the one I’m supposed to trust to take care of her.”Reaching down, she opened a small portfolio, pulled some papers out and placed them in her lap, her hands resting on top of them.“I’d never ask this of you. I know it’s a burden and you’re so young. But I can’t leave Amelia to fate, the vagaries of the social welfare system. You hear such horror stories about children in their care.”Glancing down, she patted the papers, sighed, and handed them to me. “Would you consider this?” she asked.. Today as I walk in the door you greet me but I walk to you and take your hair in one hand and pull it - not roughly but still forcefully, relentlessly - and tip your face to mine and hungrily kiss you and slide one hand up under your t-shirt and find your breasts and squeeze them and rub your nipples through the fabric of your bra and straight away feel them harden as my thumb circles and rubs them. And rather than a whisper a greeting I growl, a feral a****l sound that matches my mood and my. Everything else- every touch, taste, feeling in this world is yours and is as real as you want it to be. Just promise me you won't do the exact same thing all over again, and we'll end up right back here. Or back on that island is more likely. This is your one chance to make a real difference." So, one last question, and then I'm done, and-" Sure thing..." Mr Ill said, standing to face Freddie, "You definitely need your rest. You have an early morning gym appointment with Tori if memory.