"Thisis all too complicated."Maria stood up and said, "You girls be quiet, Helen getting scared." Thenshe reached across and squeezed my arm. "You no... to worry, they justhaving fun, Maria will look after you."I smiled. "I think you'll have to."Fun over, the girls started singing; and thirty minutes later we pulledinto a car park in the centre of Chichester and suddenly I was terrified.So far I hadn't felt any fear, I had dressed, walked and spoken amongstfriends within the safety of the Caf?,. I was just a boy working in the storeroom, weighing bags of sugar and such like, unloading the trucks when they came, and still delivering grocery orders on the push-bike when needed. She worked out on the counter taking customers orders and would be back and forth from the front of the shop to the storeroom where I worked. I don’t know how old she was but she had grey hairs in her black hair so I guess she was pretty old. I often helped her get whatever she neeeded and would position my self. I have a belly that does hang with cellulite but over all I would say I'm quite Fuckable! I lost about 30 lbs for my trip I went out bought myself some Bikinis I would never wear around anyone I knew but hey I was going to Relax and have some Fun. I arrived at the resort later on a Friday, I checked in went had dinner, then a few drinks in one of the bars. I met a some people we we talked then said goodnight see you tomorrow. I got up the first morning put on this Tiny Red Bikini with a cover. Heaving up the roof beam that had landed on her, he dragged her out. She was unconscious, but seemed otherwise uninjured, except for cuts and bruises. Damn, but these genetically modified humans were tough. Her r-pistol was nowhere in sight, and neither was the only exit from the bunker. They were sealed in. Entombed.There was a room key rattling around in my shirt pocket, and it wasn't mine. I had a hunch its owner had red hair.Wiping the sweat off my brow, I walked down the hall on the.