Having the interviews at the personnel office was decidedly non-standard, and I suspected there would be unwelcome visitors.So I dug out my interview ...hecklists, to ensure that everyone received the exact same questions and was rated in the same manner (I believe in EEOT, but there is a reality check needed). I went back and filled in checklists for the two I had already interviewed, and closed up the office late. At 0800 the next morning I was at Civilian Personnel preparing to review the two. Now the girls need to inform the news star announcer Jim J.J Johns so the killings stops!On the two next days, the girls mostly stay at home, watching TV news. Martin, the neighbour they rescued, got back home after few hours sleeping in the bathroom with no memories of what happened. More awful scenes of zombies biting and infecting people can be seen all over TV and internet but the most awful scenes to the girls is to see the killings and hunting of the zombies. Militaries and civilians. My paranoia sky rocketed. I worried she was going back on her word ... maybe preparing to fire me. I could only surmise she was disappointed in my first and only day as her maid.I realized my attitude had been poor. But what did she expect? She surely couldn't have thought I'd be grateful for the demeaning way she subjected me to her sexual advances. I knew it was going to be an stressful, sleepless weekend.Saturday morning I decided to at least make an attempt to take my mind off of my. “Where are my panties?”“You don’t need them,” I said, and smiled. She smiled back and slid her pants over her trimmed, wet pussy hair, and walked into the next bedroom. I heard some talking, and then she came back with a condom in hand, looking me in the eyes and smiling that gorgeous smile.I kissed her and stripped her pants and shirt off as we lay back on the air mattress. She grabbed my cock, played with it a bit, and rolled the condom on. Then she straddled me and sunk my thick cock deep.