First of all, the breast he was holding was smaller and firmer than Amanda's. Secondly, the woman it was part of was shorter than his wife. And thirdl..., he now remembered seeing a video yesterday, showing his wife and everyone else he'd ever known being blown up along with all the rest of the living things on the Earth.There was also the minor oddity that another woman was spooning with him, with two firm breasts pressed against his back, and her lap pressing against his backside.He tried to. He started a project to get the women working on stripping straight branches for use as arrows when fitted with the feathers of the birds they collected each day with the deadly slingshots everyone used for gathering small game. They had learned a long time ago that ammo was far too valuable a commodity to use for anything except killing other humans that threatened them.One of the girls they had captured from the cult followed him when he was heading to the woods to answer a call of nature. He. But we sat and munched salad and whatever sandwiches, sipped tea. I put a kettle on the top of the stove to boil and every so often gave the fire a poke or fed it more fuel.We finished eating, washed up the few odds and ends and looked at each other. The cabin was warming up and Grace stripped off her jumper."Um..." she began, "getting warm." Aye," I smiled, "part of the plan." I folded the table away, leaving a space in the middle. "I thought we might start with a bath. It'll be primitive, but. “I don’t suppose so.” Ingrid looked more focussed when she added, “Of course if she ever spanked you then you might have to. Ingrid left the thought in Ash’s mind. Ruth is her Mum’s age and she began to imagine herself being spanked by her neighbour. Ash decided to befriend her neighbours. Who knows, maybe one day she will earn a spanking from Mrs. Ruth. Who knows? Ingrid left an hour later and Ash went upstairs to get dressed. She remembered Ingrid’s last words. “Be good Ash, if I catch you.