After taking about twenty minutes in the bathroom, I emerged to my bedroom/playroom and nearly walked right into Karl’s muscular chest and naked bod.... His ample seven-inch (or so) cock was pointing up at my perky 30-b cup boobs. He had me close my eyes and got behind me with his cock touching my lower back at my skirt line, and his heavy balls against my skirt and my butt-cheeks. Karl said in a soft voice next to my right ear, “My sweet dear Lisa, you have been a very busy girl, and I know. It almost looked like he was kissing the damn things with a devious intent.I had asked Doreen for a pair of her used thongs one night after we had a real good anal session but she told me they were too expensive and she liked them too much to part with them. I suspected she was just being obnoxious not wanting me to get my jollies with them alone in the bed at home in the dark.The sight of the silly Teddy Bear called Ralph with my Doreen's thongs around his neck was too much to bear. I had. I struggled and his leg was between my feet as I tried to close them. “Fuck off let me go you bastard” I screamed, holding me he said “Whatever”. Then as he pushed me trapping me between him and the sofa as his hand came up under my skirt and rubbed me between my legs through me knickers.As he rubbed me I was getting quite turned on, as I hadn’t had any contact for ages, he rubbed me up and down my pussy. Then he let go of my wrists and pulled my knickers down, still trapped his finger slipped. This area should have scores of survivors. I know some would have left but where are the rest?"Jim made sense. The briefing before the start of the project included projections from our experts. These projections agreed with Jim's statement. We should have begun to encounter pockets of survivors by now ... unless those people had moved out for some reason. I turned to Bill and asked, "What do you suggest we do now?"Bill answered, "I think the group watching us is just trying to stay alive. If.