"You mean ... Caroline, you mean... ?" That is exactly what I mean, William Herschfeldt, the time for you putting me off painting a picture of you wit... a hard-on is gone. And with Vikki here I get the chance to paint the two of you together and I plan to take it." Turning to Vikki she added, "Vikki if you would like to undress and then do the same to my husband I'll paint your picture." Oh cool," said Vikki with a giggle, "do I get sit on Bill's lovely cock?" She lifted her bottom up slightly. I am an Arch Mage level True Mage and would be honored to become your teacher.”“We can talk to the Princess when they arrive,” was the only response I could come up with. I was exhausted and slumped back into the pew.Just as I was falling asleep, a small pair of paws covered my eyes, “Guess who?” I immediately recognized Petra’s voice.“Ummmm, Milla,” was my first response. “No, then Shalyndria,” made her laugh harder. “Greta, why are you here,” had everyone laughing. I turned and pulled my mate. He didn’t respond negatively, since the zombie’s pain perception was essentially as dead as he was, but he had to shake the creature loose. When he pulled his arm back, his arm was covered in blood. When the other undead approached, she waved them back, barking at them in warning. Another zombie reached into her pocket, extracting a weathered piece of produce they each seemed to carry and tossed it into the opening. The wolverine growled, but didn’t attack. The woman wisely backed up, choosing. Angie had never been here before and didn't realize that the locker room was used only by the men, women never having been assigned to this station. She stowed her gear in an empty locker, she donned her uniform including her utility belt with out a pistol and waited outside Captain Rooney's office. When he arrived, Angie leapt to attention, trying to impress her new boss. She succeeded! Luckily his coffee was in a travel mug, which minimized the spillage. He told her to sit down and relax..