This won't be easy in an urban area unless we can get them into some sort of underground facility." An abandoned warehouse slightly out of town would ...uit, so long as it's in a dead zone," Gwen added."That it would, but we'll need to recce it first as there are other criteria beyond isolation and lack of communication that we'll need too," I said."Choke points," said Nancy."Yes, if there are a lot of them we need to make sure they can't all come at us at once," I said."Us?" asked Laurel."Yes,. Another article said the temperature should be 160 degrees for at least fifteen minutes, and ... there were a lot of cautions with each article. At any rate, the meat had to be kept hot long enough to kill the bacteria and other microorganisms, then the temperature should be reduced and the meat had to hang over the fire until the jerky was thoroughly dried."Well, fuck it," he thought aloud. "I don't have a thermometer, anyway. They've sent me to this planet with all kinds of shit – some of it. If I have to somebody's, I'd rather it be you." I replied grudgingly."Smart choice, lover boy." she smirked up at me.I bent down and planted a quick kiss on her lips. Her arms came up around the back of my head and I pulled away."I'm sorry sweetie, I know I hinted that once they were gone we'd have a little fun, but we need to get out of town fast."Lilly pouted and gave me a sad little look of disappointment. "Spoilsport." Tell you what ... once we get up there; anything you want is yours for. Kicking off her shoes she then tugged at her socks. Standing in front of me, with an impish grin on her face, she toyed with the bottom hem of her tee shirt while her gaze held mine captive. Slowly, very slowly, she pulled the hem up to her ribs before then turned away as she flipped the shirt over her head. Eying me over her shoulder she undid the clasp of her bra and let it fall to her feet. The buttons on her shorts popped open and her pants fell to her ankles in a pile. She stepped boldly.