We got in and drove home.Our trip back was short and eerily quiet. I said, "Jane, when we get home and unloaded, I want to walk around the neighborhoo...d and check on the neighbors. I know most of them to wave and a few by name. We need to start getting an idea of how many and who survived." Sounds good to me. I want to go with you." I said that we should stay together and that's my plan. At least, until you get tired of my face." I grinned."It's not too bad yet! Besides, you have other nice. * The hairy geezer was licking her ear. I quickly pushed past the pair of them and climbed unsteadily towards the bathroom. There was someone inside. Some fat pissed-up guy was lying snoring in the bath. He seemed grotesque to me at this moment in time. Quite astonishingly ugly: greasy ginger hair matted to his forehead/ his bare podgy feet resting crossed between the taps. Before Id even got to the toilet the vomit was rising in my throat. I threw up the lid and dropped to my knees just as it. “The previous models were not very comfortable.”I gave her a quizzical look.“I underestimated the width of the shoulder straps and the width of the underband.” she explained. “The narrow straps cut too much into my flesh on the shoulders and the underband would not support my breasts enough. I have been experimenting with materials and sizes of the parts until I made this one.”She took the huge piece of underwear from my hands and showed me the inside of the cups. There was soft thick padding.. " I know, Lita. I am afraid..." Do not fear, Dave." Another kiss. So not only did she KNOW what was happening, but she was not worried about it."I did not know it would feel this good. You hold me. It is so very good." Her small hands clasped my face. She put her forehead against mine. "This means something, Dave." What does it mean?" I am eighteen."Okay, Dave. Try one more time to slow the train down. "Yes. I need to train you to drive."She saw what I was doing. "Pat will be surprised, as will.