" Sure." With that I smiled and left to do my job. Since I had cuteverything the week before, it didn't take me as long to finish the job.I went back ...o the front door and knocked. When Serina answered thedoor, she smiled and let me know, "You don't have to knock all the timeyou know. We're friends, it's OK to just come in."I smiled sheepishly. "OK." I followed her inside. She led me to thekitchen, where there was pizza ready. We sat down at the table andstarted eating. "Ummm...what's this. The only saving grace was the fact that women and girls were by nature pretty non-violent and a curious side effect of the die-off was that it seemed few criminals survived. It was probably related to the intelligence thing, but who knew?Unfortunately some of main staff positions had to be filled by active agents because there were not enough survivors among the staff. A lot of cross training was going on so that more people could do more jobs.Francis herself had escaped cross training headache. And I knew it wasn't because my game was improving. He wanted to see my tits bounce and see my shorts slide up over my ass and into my pussy each time I had to bend for the ball. I didn't mind in the least.With about five minutes or so left in our lesson, I had hit a ball into the net and walked forward to retrieve it. As I bent to pick it up, my eyes were on a level with Alan's crotch. And he was close to the net. He had a hard-on! No question about it. He was trying to conceal it, but it was. Your long fingers find my clitoris and begin making small circles. Another clap of thunder. I shiver and move my hips to your rhythm. Your mouth finds my nipples and your other hand grasps my ass, hard.You have me pinned against the hard rocks when all I can think about is being pinned against your hardness. I bite your neck and lose myself on your fingers. Another clap of thunder. You bite my nipple and I grab your ass. I want you so bad. Hard. Fast. Let’s race mother nature, love.I let you.