"Oh! Um, yes, Mr. Wallace. I'm sorry, I was daydreaming. I mean, I'm just tired. I mean ready, yes, ready to go." Oh my God I was blushing so badly, b...t he just smiled that incredibly sexy smile and headed for the door. I gathered myself and headed to the car behind him. On the way home the thoughts just wouldn't relent. I tried to imagine the feel of his hands on me, or scratch of that stubble against my face, my breasts, my legs. I tried to picture how nice his cock must feel. My nipples were. As he often did when he rode into this place, Beall wondered if any of the Clagetts owned a plumb bob.Alexander Beall walked his mare into the barn to get her out of the cold drizzle. He wiped her down with his hat and a handful of straw, and then went up to the back door and knocked. The door pushed open under his fist so he walked into an empty back room and called out, "Mr. Clagett, anybody home?"The connecting door swung open and a small, round woman bustled in wiping her hands on her. He had found himself welcoming it the last two times. Stick it in me, he had found himself wishing as he hung there. Was that so wrong, he had a cunt now so why not use it. The more his thoughts repulsed himself, the more he knew they were being fashioned by the chemicals entering him, and the more he wanted this. This dildo was bigger than the last and left him groaning for sometime after the footsteps had left the room.He fiddled with the strap on a shining white stiletto heels, Tara had. The trip down to the closed campus was uneventful because they managed to steer clear of any military units and the survivors were not in any mood to fuck with them at all. Desmond saw the front gate was totally ripped off the hinges by some large truck or farm vehicle.Inside the barracks style buildings; they found a number of dazed females wandering around like chickens with no leader to guide them. One girl told Tomiko that a National Guard unit had driven up and taken the teachers and the.