This would be somewhat difficult for me. As I tranquilized her so she could be relaxed I dragged her to the bathroom. I kept her white t-shirt and pan...ties on as I got her in the bathtub. She moaned reluctantly as I put my hand in her panties trying to get her pussy wet. At this point my cock was throbbing. My sweatpants were tight against it and my precum was leaving a wet stain. I slid a finger into her pussy. She moaned almost as if she were in pain. My finger could barely fit inside of her.. She had mixed feelings about it. She certainly didn’t want to miss a chance to be with him but didn’t relish sharing him with his ‘buds’ either.Roger had gone to the corner of the room and turned on a computer, flooding the room with slow music. He came back to her quickly, saying, softly, “Here, Mrs. S., dance with me.”It caught Kristen off guard. She loved to dance. Ned never danced, ever. She folded into him with pleasure. He put his hand in the small of her back with his large fingers. The beer was very well made, and had a good flavor and surprising aftertaste. Some patrons left and some more came in. I occupied myself by watching some sports footage on the large screen, perused the selection at the jukebox, and joined a friendly game of darts. I was thankful there was no money on the line. I’m not very skilled at darts, and my score proved it. I was aiming carefully when the light of the evening filled my peripheral field of view. I counted myself lucky that I wasn’t hit. Though there'd been an evident expansion in employment opportunities as the White Death receded, this brief boom vanished at almost the same rate as the last bodies were being incinerating. The jobs that appeared to address the need to clean up after the pandemic vanished all too soon. The Government's policy of dissuading foreign influence had also destroyed any residual foreign appetite for inward investment and the Republic of England was now a place of even fewer opportunities and rather.