” He seems intimidated by the tone of my voice. I decide to take the bull by the horns. Or rather his horn. “What the matter? Doesn’t it wor...?” I taunt. His cock, already semi-erect stiffens in my hand. I pull him towards me by his cock. This is the final straw. He lunges at me. He is quicker, stronger and more determined than I expect. He pushes me against a tree and forces his lips against my mouth. He breaks off and nervously touches my breast. I position my legs to accept him but. We may be not advanced as you were before the Great War but we don't have any enemies to speak of. The Dakins are just stupid mutants. The Caazaans are warrior like but they are usually after young women to breed with." Is everyone as tall as you are?" Valerie inquired."Everyone in our tribe are tall. Some taller than me, some smaller. You are like one of our eight year olds," Atlanta laughed. "We're coming up to a stream. The water is good so if you want the real thing, you can take a drink.. When I walked into Cowboy’s, I was told that Cowboy was in his office on the second floor and to go on up. Cowboy’s office was a fairly good-sized room, with a desk and other office equipment at one end and a double bed with a red velour bedspread at the other end.Cowboy was home, as was a dreamy-eyed woman with long, frizzed-up blonde hair and big tits. Cowboy was lying on the bed, feet pointed at me. He was wearing his ten-gallon hat and his boots with spurs, but that was all, so at least the. I watched as he removed his jacket and discarded it; handing it to the nearest person that he passed. The buttons on his shirt were being removed with each step. The smile on his face was wicked; sporting a come on and get me, look. My attention was drawn to the woman once more as she pulled her dress over her head; all the time walking towards him. I watched with glee as I saw her stockings and suspender come into view, I even noticed the lack of knickers and then the sexy bra as her black.