I probably would have gotten shot or something.I was pretty certain that no sane person would have stayed in a city full of over a hundred thousand zo...bies, but I admit I may not be entirely sane these days. Lets see, if Ms. Tiger and I can put down two hundred and fifty zombies a day, how long would it take to clean out the city? Screw it, Math was never my strong suite, and I didn't really need to put down all the zombies, they were too dumb to live very long.I would get out into the fresh. With his fingertips he played with my clit and pussy until they were lubricated enough. He slowly entered my sphincter with two fingers and started working in and out. All the time he bet his meat with his free hand to stay hard. I concentrated on relaxing my ass and soon I felt a third finger entering me. He stretched me more and more until four of his fingers fit in easily. OK sis, are you ready? With that he pushed his cockhead up and down through my slit and spit in my gapping asshole.. " "Sure," I said seriously. "What's up?" "My co-worker who was going to give me a ride home left early and I'm stuck for a ride home, so..." "...So say no more. Be glad to give you a lift. My Christmas gift to you." "Thank you," she said happily. She had to finish closing her register so I went outside and warmed up my car. I must admit all kinds of fantasies were running through my head at this point, but I told myself, 'Down boy, this is just you doing a hot looking girl a favor.' She was out. I thougt he was gay as could be, he wore tight jeans and worried a lot about his hair, had mostly girls for friends, and even had the gay lisp, but he swore he was strait. He was damn sexy though, he worked out so he was very cut, and a nice ass, any time he wasnt looking, I was undressing him with my eyes. Looking just was not enough for me, so I was determined to have him come out to me, so I made best friends with him, and always gave signs, like an accedental akward touch or if we were.