They strutted around the locker room naked, completely immodest. Worse, their dicks seemed to harden if the wind changed direction. They were always p...ump, swinging like black salamis around equally large coconut balls or they were half erect sticking straight out like a black foot long hotdog, and often they were fully erect, none were smaller then ten inches and the biggest was well over a foot. It was enough to make you sick."Will you look the fuck at that?" Booker said, looking behind him. Whatever it was that had happened during 'The Disappearance', it left you in a pretty good spot. You knew that most guys had probably fantasized about your situation at one point or another before they all vanished, and you weren't a fool, you knew when to appreciate a gift while you could. So that is exactly what you did with your new life once you settled into the idea that this wasn't just an eyes closed jerk off dream anymore.Life after the disappearance wasn't too bad either, once you were. A decade ago I thought it was a Japanese thing. Like her grandfather's meditations. But it's not. It's just Rachel."Coming up to Woolongong," I said."Mmmm."Half an hour later I said "We're nearly there. Shoreline or Wharf?" Wharf?" Just the other side of the river. On Wharf Road." Oh. Let's stop there."In a few minutes we were there. It was still before noon."You will talk to me later?" I promise." Any hints?"Rachel smiled. "Not really. I'm not happy and it's not clear to me what to do."After. Sweat dotted his forehead.He nodded, very serious. "Maybe. Why not? We don't have to stay here." After all the work you've put in, the apple orchard, the new chicken coops, the roof work you did on this old house." Aware that her words were tumbling out, Caroline tried to calm herself with a deep breath. She gulped and gnawed her lips, twisting her hands together."I didn't think you'd want to live here." He turned away from her again and then spun about and put his hands on the back of his.