“I’m fine. I’m still sore, but I suspect the zombie cells give me an increased healing capacity. That’s why the undead get up and fight so soo... after dying.”Helen studied the Collective women who’d been out with Leza’s zombies. “How’d the girls do?”“They did wonderfully,” Leza said, clearly proud of her protégés. “As I suspected, they’re better suited to this than the men. We still need the warriors for rogue zombies, but I prefer the women take the lead role in handling my people.”“No. "With all that I have to deal with at the school, it is little wonder I do not drink more than I do," Seeger said in a tired voice. "Now, I will ask you one question only and will decide what to do on the basis of your answer. I am expecting you to be honest, as there is no way I will be able to prove or disprove your answer. Did your presence in the store have anything to do with the Harbingers?" Yes," Heather and Richie answered at once. Heather added, "And it had nothing at all to do with. Like, you could suffocate in her tits. They were at the very least double-Ds.My parents left a few minutes later and I went back to my room. I’d just opened a word doc and was thinking of my first sentence when the doorbell rang.“Danny!” called Val from the bathroom. “Can you get that? I’m still getting dressed!”I would’ve normally been annoyed having to stop in the middle of writing my essay, but was pretty excited to see Melissa again. I couldn’t count the number of times I’d masturbated. I plopped down the compost bucket, slipped off my sweatshirt and unzipped and let my shorts drop to the floor, stepping carefully out of them. Now, standing in a bra and panties, I remembered the eighteenth-century paintings from my art book of beautiful women lounging peacefully and gracefully in their lovely gardens. Not sure if it was artists’ vision, the fact they were often nymphs and goddesses or that, in that time and place, the curves and rolls of a woman’s body were celebrated, but I.