"How do we find him?" Tamara's question hung a moment as they looked down on the commune from across the river, below the dam."We don't." Hilda replie.... "He'll find us." So do we go down there, then?" At nightfall, yes." Hilda stared a moment. "Looks about the same as when I was here before. Except there's almost no one moving around. Same as everywhere else, it seems."Tamara had noticed how little movement she saw on the streets. They'd managed to avoid the fighting the rest of the way to. “Kris, all I can say is that last night was the greatest of my life. I know you’re going to be ecstatically happy with Cam, and it couldn’t happen to a better girl!”We climbed aboard, and I could see Kris starting to shake. When we had taken seats side by side and fastened the seat belts, she took my hand and held it tightly.“What’s wrong, sweetie?” I asked. “Haven’t you flown much before?”“This may be the very first flight of my life,” she replied nervously. “I might have been flown in here. She was alone, she realized, that's what's wrong! No mom, no Lana, no Hannah, no Pietro; she had never been alone in her life, yet here she was, four new family members in her life, five if you count Amy, and yet she was alone!Studying the area she had ended up in, she realized suddenly, that she was surrounded by a giant wall, it covered three sides of her, and even the side that led to the beach had a giant wall that made it almost impossible to see anyone swimming in this section from anyone. She raced home. Her body was trembling. Her hands shook so much she could barely grasp and turn the deadbolts. Her eyes were wild but her body was wilder. She was still standing just inside her door when she spread her legs and thrust two finders of her right hand into her dripping, quivering pussy. A long low growl came from her lips. It surprised her. She never made vocal noises related to sex. Tonight she did. Her cunt squished with every thrust and she moaned loudly. She sat on the cold.