" He had pulled his pants pulled down further and was pumping with almost reckless abandon. His companion was now virtually a lifeless rag doll beneat... his onslaught, an occasional shriek confirming life to her otherwise lifeless body. Despite witnessing similar acts recently on numerous occasions, I was still aroused."I could go for a refill, Honey." It was Rose with a glazed look in her eyes as they focused on my now tenting robe. Now normally, I don't partake in the "fruit" until I'm. It seemed like a long way to him but I did not run or rush. I continued to shoot the closest soldiers to us as I knelt beside the sergeant and lowered the rifle before grabbing him.I jerked him up and over my shoulder before standing and heading back towards the bunker. Like before I still fired at the men attacking us as I used my other hand to hold the sergeant on my shoulder. Once inside the bunker I knelt and slipped him off beside the corporal. He grabbed him and nodded to me and I stood. This was going to be the perfect night. The tall blond was intriguing. A slutty-looking brunette had glanced my way a second time. The smiling, tiny Asian girl could be fun, too.Maybe The Hunger was too strong, but when the barmaid came to my table again, I re-thought my plans. “Sir, I'm going off duty,” she said, “so I need to close out your tab. Another waitress will stop by your table in a few minutes, and she will be here until closing. Would you like something else to drink?”“Yes.. Bob will pay, wherever the nearest one was, as there was no point in living in Paradise if your body is perpetually in Hell.Bob, Helen and Edward became like a long term husband and wife domestic team and Uncle Maxmillian visited regularly like a deadbeat sponging relative with his mute female hanger-on, plus family. They all took turns in cooking, though Edward had to get Bob to tone down his usage of Chillies. He'd recently found a source for some Habanero chillies (Scotch Bonnets, whatever).