Heclinched his ass cheeks but it did no good. Soon he was "lubed" upready to go.The house lights were turned down and a spotlight lit up the stage an...bathed him a blinding white light. "Our little wise ass is ready togo," he heard over a sound system. As hard rock music began to throbthough the room, the voice enticed the crowd."We can't get your money back for you, and we can't bring Faith'sbrother back to life, but we can make this bastard pay for what he did.Take your time and get your. "We really need to talk now Derek," she said as they got out and walkedinto the house.------------------------------------------------------------------------As she heard him close the door behind them she looked around the room.She had not been living here long with him. But there were already smalltouches that marked that changes in both of their lives though. Picturesof her alone and her with Derek floated in sequence on his computer inthe corner. There was a new picture of them both being. . GO! she screamed to herself. Pure delight engulfed her. Lost in blackness, the explosion rocked Maddy to the roots of her being. Through each wave, her mind grasped only one thought. SOME . . . . STRANGE . . . . GUY . . . . IS . . . . FUCKING . . . . ME! She was still convulsing when the stranger's hands took a 'death grip' on her hips. He started thrusting harder, faster, and faster yet. “Oh yes, do it!” she cried. Do it!" The stranger's thrusts became spasmodic. His cock tightened. Zoey, this will give me the chance to see if you can be part of the Sword.”Arthur divided all of the survivors into two groups, the Sword, and the Shield. The Shield are those survivors who lack training, military or otherwise, and make up the bulk of the group. They handled all of the non-urgent tasks like laundry, preparing the meals, sorting supplies, and all of the civilian matters. The Sword are those who leave on missions, perform recon, and battle to protect the entire group.The Sword is.