I have to admit watching horny zombies fucking the brains out of anyone they came across got my cock hard. I slid a hand under Lynda’s skirt she was...either engrossed in the film or didn’t mind my hand slowly gliding up her inner thighs. My hand had made it to her crutch, l slowly stroked her pussy through the material of her knickers, she let out a sigh and sunk slightly down in her chair then glanced at me grinned and in a whisper told me to stop, but didn’t try moving my hand from under her. I continue swimming for about 10mins and then reach the edge of pool.. Both handsome guys were here waiting for me with a huge towel in roy's hand.. Instead of grabbing the handrail to step out, i lift up my hands n ask them to pull me out.. And i noticed roy's eyes on my whole body while pulling me out.. My bf asked him to put the towel quickly on me or i'll gonna catch a cold. He then cover me n i asked him to dry me off,. How could he refuse my offer,. My bf was looking at me with. Up to now our battles and fighting have been reactionary, encounters that we dealt with. This was different. This was like my times in the Marines on Earth or planned battles with the Predators. The preparation is as much mental and emotional as it is physical. And that is what was happening. I was going to a not-so-good place that warriors sometimes have to go to when they know they will have to do their worst to other beings. Doing things that maybe we shouldn’t be proud of … but we are.. ..you doing this?" Oh my you should see yourself Heather, you're a total hunk."I stood up and looked at the reflection in the mirror. Staring back atme was the perfect surfer image from those b movies of the 80's. Bleachblonde hair, bulging muscles, broad shoulders, tanned skin, and zerobody fat."I look like something out of a movie," I said in my new baritone."You look pretty damn good to me," replied Sara. "But, if you want totry and get your old look back I need to know more about it." I.