In front of me, there was another squad of the undead, blocking my escape.The only thing I could think of was a single word. ‘Trap?’ Paying no att...ntion to the sudden dread pooling in my stomach, I jumped atop the nearest building, only to find the rooftops of the nearest buildings overflowing with undead too.“There’s no escape today, Mr. Goliath!”An alien voice reached my ear as the air seemed to still around me and the undead stopped in their tracks. Turning around, I saw a woman unlike any I. He sniffed her hair and praised the aroma to which she blushed. Rishi, slowly leaned towards her and touched his lips to hers. He waited her to respond and she touched hers to his few more times. They have now held their faces and started planting small light kisses.Soon these small kisses rose to big strokes and ended up being passionate smooches. They smooched long biting their lips, playing with their tongues and moaning lightly. His hands were exploring her curves and she was doing the same. " Damn it Harold, you can't do this to me again. That damned job had interfered with our last four vacations, six of our last seven anniversaries and caused you to forget every one of my birthdays for the last ten years. You owe me this weekend Harold, you owe me and I want it!" Be reasonable Betty Ann. If I pull this project through on time I'm almost a shoo in for Benson's job when he retires." Is that what this is all about? Making points to get Benson's job?" You make that sound like a bad. In my clan, Mek means boy and Sree means man. For a Mek to get to be a Sree, there had to be unanimous agreement from the Sree hunters. At my last petition, I'd only received nine of the twenty two approvals I'd need. I couldn't understand why so many felt it acceptable to reject my claim to manhood like they had.Our clan dwelled in four caves. The largest, the Sree Hunter cave, was home to our five clan leaders, as well as the other seventeen Sree Hunters. The next largest cave, for the women.