You realized that the address was only 9 miles away, near a bridge you cross to get to work, and briefly wondered if this ad had been targeted directl... at you because of your viewing habits.You also had to wonder if this place was real. You knew better than to click an advertisement on a sketchy website, but you could still google the address. When you popped it into the search engine, a handful of results came up. Most of them were news articles denouncing similar cafes built all over Japan,. I lovedlooking at the native flora and fauna. I especially loved gazing at thehorizons wondering if anyone was out there. Of course, there wasn't,since the hot weather was lethal for humans, but it was fun to imaginethat there was some city out there, like Atlantis, filled with otherpeople, that not only was surviving, but thriving. It was a way ofescaping from the tedium of my own ordinary life.Sighing, and wiping my forehead with the heel of my palm, I went backinside the Vault. As much as I. And with that, Yesenia is gone. Zaria is jealous. Her best friend and father will be playing all day while she is all alone. So the girl putters around the house or lies in the sun. She has been wet all day, running last night over and over in her mind. Her daydream is eventually interrupted by the ding of her phone.Are you there? Yesenia’s message appears on the screen.Call me. Zaria would rather talk to someone right now than continue the silent conversation.The phone rings and she answers.. The cool rush of October night air drifting across her now fully exposed vagina chilled Tricia, and she wailed pitifully."OH IKE, how can you do this to me... HOW CAN YOU?" It's easy babe... real easy, cause I like cunt!" Ike replied, gazing excitedly down at the nakedness of her now unprotected pussy. With his thumbs he spread the tender, fuzz- fringed lips of his wife's cunt, opening up the moistly hidden little mouth inside."Just relax... honey... relax. It'll feel good... doesn't it.