Winthrop said, "you can dresslike a girl if you want to. But we have to give you agirl's name when you're dressing like a girl. How about wecall you P...tricia? Would that be okay?" Okay," Patrick said, even though he felt like yellingthat he only wanted to be called Patrick, or Pat, but notPatricia."Good, then come over here and sit down, Patricia."Patrick was angry for a little while, but calmed downbefore he started eating. After he was done eating, he gotup to leave the table. Anna got up at. And you're sure you don't like women I said. That's just it Jen I've never had a thought about them till the dream. Is there more I said, she said well as I said my screams woke him up and he came to see what was going on catching us naked on the floor having sex, I didn't stop in my dream I just gave him my sexiest look as she Fucked me in front of him with a strap on, I reached for his hand and he walked over I asked him to join us but i couldn't stop her fucking me I just needed it, he was. Which reminds me, what are we doing about food now. We had a pantry full of food and a fully stocked freezer in the garage. We may be poor, but we always ate well." The government had declared martial law weeks ago. From what I see on TV, prices have been frozen where they were. Mostly teenage girls are running the food stores as an emergency deal. The few women that are alive that can drive are teaching others so that food can continue to be delivered to stores. There is food for now, but it's. "I am Aimee and this my sister Jessa. What you names?" Aimee asked as Jessa flipped the fan on, and opened the windows wide to allow the air to flow. Both girls had coppery black hair, wide lips and dark eyes that hung from under their wide-brimmed straw hats. It was obvious they were sisters each having similar facial features. The humidity was oppressive and the girls' tops clung to their breasts as they moved about the room, preparing it for us.We introduced ourselves and the girls.