Shaking his head to dispel the concussive shock, Meaty pulled the Cloak back from his head. Everyone around was dead, bodies crushed and strewn everyw...ere."Wow. I gotta get me one of those."Captain Canada's head emerged next. "No, I don't think that would be a good idea. See, over in that direction?" He pointed to where a hole had been blown into the next room over in the Mall. "There will be some wounded in there that should right about now be-- " he pulled the Cloak over their. ." I cursed, as I sat up in bed to cover my face with my hands. The scent of my sex was still on my fingers. "What the fuck is wrong with me?"It took a few minutes for me to piece together what had happened. I rubbed the spot where he kissed my forehead. My legs were rubber as I grabbed my clothes and locked myself in the bathroom. I gave myself a disgusted look in the mirror. There was no way I could face him now. Surely he'd known what I'd done.The sour stomach, the shame; It all made me want. I guess we’ve always found each other attractive on some level, but it’s our minds that complement each other best. She’s confident, gregarious, chatty, and I’m the quiet one, but after a few drinks I can be just as bad as her.Angie has always been the dead straight one, likes her men, likes her booze, loves her k**s. I had bit of a wild time when I was in my teens and twenties, but I’ve calmed down a lot since then, though not completely. Paul and I still like the odd spliff at bedtime, and he. As it was, only five or six could get to us, and that was by attacking at both ends of our little column. The gang of thugs had clubs and a few knives, but nothing more advanced than that. But, hell, clubs and knives could produce fatal wounds if they could get to you. I shouted for the bodyguards to use their swords, since this was a robbery and not a riot by unarmed civilians. We formed up and prepared to defend Mistress and everybody else in our group.Four men rushed us from the front and.