But you can call me Anita." she said. May I come in?" I said. She smiled. "Sure! Come on in." she said. I climbed the last cement block to walk in to ...he trailer.All the blinds were closed on the small windows. There was a small kitchen in the front. There was a small table for two just inside. There was some small metal chairs around the table. There was two big brown couches along the wall of each side of the trailer. It was neat and clean. There were a few pictures on the the fake wood. All of a sudden I had this image of me saying The force Will Be With You, just as I came. She went to make us a cuppa and I gave her another look all over. Large back, superbly big arse, chunky thighs, a body that I couldn’t wait to hold and squeeze. She came back and sat down. I put my arm around her, ran my finger down the side of her face and kissed her gently. I stroked her hair with my other hand as I slid my hand from her face down to her breasts. I waited to see if she reacted.. When I turned around to rinse soap out of my hair, my eyes were closed, so I wasn’t able to see him sneaking a peak. My arms drew upwards, and my hands ran through my long auburn locks to make sure all the soap was washed out. When I was finally able to open my eyes, I saw him. The curtain was opened more than enough for me to assume he’d been watching the entire time. His hardened length was also a likely indication. ‘What are you doing?’ I demanded. For the longest time he said nothing, and. I wondered about the significance of the fact that so many people we were finding were related on one another. The three men from Manitoba; the boys from Chicago; and the Kazners, father and daughter. How peculiar that with so few survivors, most of those we had found appeared to have been related by blood.So far, at least, only Brigitte and I were lone survivors.The newcomers had no objection to our plan to travel southward. It was decided that the two boys would share our RV, and the Kazners.