"They both look at each other and realize they had been had."How could he have gotten us to do that?" asks Maggie disgusted with herself.Just then the... hear a car pull up."Shit," they both dash out to the kitchen. Abbey and Trish are tying up a bag containing the plastic cum soaked tarps. "I'll take it to the trash can," Abbey says. "I don't think I can look Randy in the eyes right now."I better take it," intercedes Trish. "You are his aunt and you need to wish him a happy birthday. He doesn't. His hand moved away and I slacked off on the pressure. My free hand traveled down to his ass, massaging his cheeks possessively. "Now, who's in charge?" I asked, while my finger pressed between his cheeks against his tightly clenched ass to emphasize my point. "Hmmm?" Come on honey, let's go to bed. I don't like this game," he whined.He was getting ornery again. I don't know what possessed me, but I opened the drawer and pulled out a small knife. He immediately froze as soon as he saw it in my. And besides which, did I, in fact, 'get off' on it? Did I find it sexually exciting to be whored out by my neighbor to her boyfriend? To be used by him for his sexual pleasure at any moment? For any whim?"Tell me," he said. "Do you get off on all this?" Yes," I said in a whisper. "I do." You get off on the humiliation? The more humiliating the better?" I ... well ... No ... I mean ... well, sometimes."Just then, I felt John pulling up my nightgown."All this time, and I thought you were a. Derek counted down and opened the door. We went through the back door in hope of less contact but it looked sure that it was going to be a conflict either way. My brother began to unload his gun into the zombies surrounding our parents' vehicle. "Get in now! Owen get mom in I'll cover dad." Got it!" I echoed his call. I sprinted to my mom's side of the car when I saw a mass of maybe 20 or 30 zombies heading our way. I opened the door for my mom with one hand while I fired with the other..