They had time for one last ride on the carousel before Samantha decided it was close to Brianna’s bedtime. John remembered that last time on the mer...y-go-round as Samantha rode on a white mare with flowery reins while he bobbed up and down beside her on his own black destrier. She was carefree and happy, the former an expression that he’d never seen on her face. She was breathtaking. The trip back to Samantha’s house was uneventful as she and John talked quietly about the laboratory work John. .. but a man!"Do it!"I looked at her and saw her cheeks were flushed and she had herhand under her skirt again. I did as I was told and was now aman sitting in a car in frilly panties.Although had we been discovered I would have died fromembarrassment I was enjoying my predicament. I enjoyed dressingfully as a woman but adored the sexual thrill of being a man inpanties particularly in situations where I might be found out.Sally Anne had one more torment for me - she parked the car inthe road in. " When she didn't respond to that, I resisted the urge to shout, but put as much emphasis as I could into my voice; "Kelly ... get yourself here, now."Slowly ... very slowly ... she moved toward me and I slid from behind the table so it was not in the way, and she stopped, standing in front of me, between my knees, head still down and her soft, thick, dark hair covering her face. Farsight pitched harder just then and she almost lost her balance, but I steadied her with a hand each side of her. After the virus struck strongholds appeared but in a matter of days they were gone. Zombies kill all males who get in their way no matter what...Which story do you want.Sam's Story: Her story takes place right during when the virus first struck her hometown. She is 18 year old senior and and around 5'6 in height, people called her a Goth and guys and girls in her school called her slut. She dyed her hair pure white, fair light skin, and always wore black tights, black shorts that showed off the.