Sitting around waiting to find out if Louis was going to survive and seeing him in his fragile state the next day left an indelible image in my mind. ...ach time I saw Jeff in his place a chill ran through me.Jeff was tired much of the time and I fantasized about drugging him to force him to get a full night's rest. But everything I read about the drugs suggested it might be a lengthy sleep, but it would not be as effective as normal sleep and there was a good chance it would not include REM. I'm sure Mr. Robbins will do his best to protect me based upon what we plan.We all went to bed. The next morning, I got up first and made coffee and was joined by Doris. She asked me if I really thought what we planned last night was safe. I told her that I thought it would be. The real issue is not survivors but those dead with livestock. Those cows, horses, pigs, and goats would need to be released into pasture or they would die. I told her that we can raid grocery stores for a while but. We can still play the Game. I'm even okay with going to bed with other guys, I think. I just don't think we should involve Steve anymore." Jen was pleading with her husband. This was an argument that they had been having for days."But why? I just don't understand," Mike said, exasperated. "Steve is the perfect guy. He turns you on, he's great in bed — you told me that. And he's been cool at work — he hasn't told anyone. I don't understand why you want to stop seeing him."Jen frowned at what her. Monty raised his head staring down at the thick cock prying his cheeks openthen his anus as it popped inside his tight young ass.Once he was all the way in his dad bent his legs back and down as he settledon his sons belly,his ass beginning to move slowly up and down,his eyes wereclosed and a smile lit up his handsome face.Monty held his eyes open as he looked at his dad,seeing the sexualhappeniness on it.The boy reach up putting his arms around his dads neck and pulled his mouthto his in a.