I’ve been called sweet more times than I care to recall. “I’m always sweet ” I thought. “What if I’m not sweet?! What if I’m just a ca...ed animal that’s begging to be released?” I said aloud. Why did I say that? “You need to be true to yourself.” Was Sarina’s reply. “If you’re not you’ll drive yourself and others crazy. Others will appreciate your honesty.” Her frankness was refreshing. It sounded as if a Sage was lecturing me but he middle-eastern accent soothed the lecture and made it quite. Nobody’s paying them anymore, after all. The Annapolis Naval Enclave, as it’s now called, hasn’t bothered to restore order in Baltimore, frankly because it barely has enough manpower to maintain control in its own turf. I’m afraid that the Old Line State is rapidly falling into complete anarchy and it’s only been ... how many days since Doomsday?” Malcolm now explained.“Well, the good news is that now you can expand your zone here in Frederick. We will help you do it. Right, guys?” I turned to. What you can see is me laying on the bed watching tv with my rampant rabbit in my hand slowly slipping it into my wet newly shaven pussy with my other hand gently playing with my nipples, you stand there watching as I start to work the rabbit a bit quicker and a bit deeper I still appear to be watching tv then you hear what I'm watching its a bit of porn not on the tv but on internet and your loving watching me but you want to join in so you open the door all the way and try and walk in but I. Army life had taken his individuality from him until he became nothing more than a bit part in a greater machine.The hay fields were just turning brown. June was flitting away. What green was left, would soon be uniform yellow ochre, variations only caused by the action of the hot sierra winds that blew the grass this way and that. The fields he had known since he was old enough to notice had not changed, nothing was different. Even the smell of the fertile earth was the same as his memory.