Alice was a pretty girl.Alice was a smart girl.Alice had more friends than anyone else in the entire school.Her only problem was that whenever she did...something that grownups were unhappy with, her only response would be,"It's not my fault!"She was so convinced that she had to be right about everything that the very idea that she might be wrong was impossible for her to consider.Sometimes it would be something simple like when she rang the dismissal bell to help the teacher and it was five. I felt, after a while, that I missed on so many things. I am a good looking guy, and over the years I managed to build a good business, but even before that, girls just liked me, and it somehow, transponded into my self esteem, in a good way. But over the time, it got hard, you know. When I see a hottie, clearly eye flirting with me, or doing it in a casual conversation, it just drowe me crazy. And yes, I am weak, I was subdued to fall into the pit of selfloading afterwards, but I made. Although no sleep came for a while. I was so damn horny from the day’s events, although she obviously had no idea what was causing my energetic fucking or what was going through my mind as I ate her to one orgasm and fingered her to a second. When we’d recovered enough to clean up and get back to bed--this time to sleep--my phone buzzed. As Sarah settled into her pillow and drifted off to sleep, I saw a message from Dave.“You up? I’ve got something to send you.”“You bet,” I replied, dying of. When he caught up with Rayner, he was standing in front of a burnt-out home, a small hut in a little hamlet. Bodies lay strewn on the ground, bodies charred black, hands in the air as if reaching for the heavens. The hut Rayner stood in front of was where they put the children.Axel put his hand on his friend’s shoulder. “We need to leave.” Rayner said nothing, letting himself be led away from the morbid scene.The scene played out again and again as they traveled across the plains. Every hamlet.