It was these stone monuments that spawned the zombies.On ledges cut into the stone, they always found soul chips. Their theorywas that the obelisk use... these soul chips as a mold for the zombies. Sofar the theory proved right.This time it had been easy to cut through the undead. Most of them hadbeen young women. Damien already feared the worst. Seeing girls betweensixteen and twenty-five beg for mercy always cut closer to his heartthan other people.But it was Sierra who demanded they skip this. School satchel over my shoulder and Iwalked down to school, the heels were high, In a way I was getting used tothem, still were uncomfortable though, the corset I was wearing hurt, knewI was suck wearing it until this evening. There was no text from Gary orJane, which I was glad of. I was in a hurry to meet Lucy and find out ifthere was any progress on her brother John, as Lucy suspected him wearingher underwear secretly, as I walked I could sense and hear the familiarclick click noise of my. Suddenly, Cathy leapt from her chair and tried to flee, but Mr. Pruss grabbed her around the waist. Spinning her around, he held her tightly against his body. After an initial gasp, the class began laughing. Her face, hair, and blouse were covered in their teacher's semen. The white goo hung down from both pieces of glass, which had taken direct hits, and one nostril was filled with the stuff."Let me go!" Cathy screamed, a cum-bubble forming at her nostril while she squirmed in Mr. Pruss'. For a straight-enough guy looking to sate his curiosity, the rumours sounded too good to be true- that your local public toilets, the ones you walked by nearly everyday- were all of a sudden home to a glory-hole that housed all manner of exotic and ridiculously proportioned pricks. Long had you avoided entering due to its seedy outside appearance- and as you stepped into the doorway, you noted that such extended to the inside as well. Peering your way around the toilets, you saw nothing out of.