I squeezed her tighter. Her knees gave out, I lifted her off the ground and held her suspended in mid-air as she came hard. “That’s it, cum just ...or me, my beautiful whore. You were born for this. Look at how hard you cum when I treat you like a two bit whore. You fucking love being degraded and used,” I whispered in her ear. When she stopped shaking, I untied her wrists and laid her on the bed. I stripped out of my suit, grabbed her by the ankles, and dragged her ass to the edge of the bed.. “Oh-god.” Corpse. She’s just a corpse. Behind the elderly woman was a tiny girl. Her golden ringlets reminded Annie of when Gareth was a baby and she froze, arm held back for the killing blow. The baby girl held up her arms, as if wanting to be held. A sob escaped Annie’s throat at the sight, even as she bared little milk teeth and snarled. That was all it took for one of the zombies to grip her sword arm, startling her. The hilt slipped from her fingers as another corpse grabbed her other. “Are you saying this is not the correct place?”Morane offered a wan smile.“In the fact that this is where I was born and wed, yes, this is the place I spoke of,” he said. “But I fear it is no longer my home.”The old soldier nodded sagely.“I’ve seen that with me and my people,” he admitted. “Troyvet still holds a place in my heart but I fear it is no longer home to me.”“Exactly,” Morane said.“I have left nothing behind in Troyvet,” Merritt stated. “You are different. You have something here!”“Do. So far, only the Johnson woman had gotten pregnant. That she did so after Bobby started working for her was just coincidental. And her poor crippled husband was doing much better, if gossip could be counted as fact. That Arthur was worthless was well known.Martha managed to stay un-pregnant for three months, during which Bobby only saw her once a week. But once a week covers every time in a woman’s cycle, and, when she missed a period, she wasn’t surprised. She hadn’t intended on getting with.