And I would share the kitchen and common area with my roommate. I gave the guy a call and set up an appointment to see the apartment and be interviewe... by him. I went to the address and rang the bell. The door was opened and there stood huge guy, well over 6' tall and I would say around 260lbs. He was slightly balding and had a huge moustache. He also had a big, booming voice. The kind of voice that could easily cut through the din of a crowded bar. He had a nice smile that made me feel. It was obvious she was dead but her beautiful voluptuous body fascinated him. Lifting her head he caressed her cheeks and untied her long blonde hair. He ran his fingers through the golden tresses and spread them out on the car seat. Reaching inside her jacket he felt the warm softness of her breasts and firm nipples through the smooth silk of her blouse.His swollen rod was throbbing in his jeans as he stretched her legs out and felt slender ankles under sheer nylon hose. Soft leather bone. I found him as a bloody mass of torn flesh, and there was not a sign of life. Okay, I no longer had this galoot to worry about, but what about the rest of them? I figured that it would be foolish for me to tempt fate by standing up, so I crawled toward the overturned table. There were three men lying there, and all three were dead. That was the good news, but the bad news was that one of my buckshot pellets had punched a hole in the coffeepot, and now it was damned near empty!Well, there was. I am headed west tomorrow to find a new base for us to work out of. They said fifty kilometers so we have a long walk ahead of us."She nodded, "sounds good."I put my rifle together and checked it before I stood, "dinner?"She glanced around and set the vest aside, "sure."She looked at me as we started walking, "I am Olivia."I nodded, "Samuel."Dinner was not as good as my own cooking and Olivia shook her head and grumbled. When we returned to the shelter I stripped and knelt as I began to pack..