I didn’t think I could wait that long if that was the case to see what tomorrow would bring. I need some now.“Billy…Cindy…Is anybody home”, ...elled Dad. “Yeah dad I’m up here in my room”, I yelled back. Maybe this was the answer. It was just me and dad home, Cindy was at work till late and mom was… Well, mom was, I don’t now exactly. Mom was properly out fucking the mailman or the milkman or maybe the bum down the street. I didn’t really know, she and dad didn’t really get along. He would bust. Abigail ignored the Apaches and went to check on Jim. He was regaining consciousness, so Abigail cut him loose from the tree and helped him to lie down. She made him comfortable, but he insisted that she prop up his head so that he could watch her as she dealt with the Indians. She cut off the cocks and noses of the dead and dying Apaches, making sure that the wounded man could see her do it. She then tied him, spreadeagled, on his back so that she could do what she had in mind. The man. Taking a moment to wipe down the sweat and various sex fluids coating his body, the hulking doctor lunged at the restroom door, bursting it into a staccato of splinters, machete ready in hand.Thousands of elders rushed through the hall in a slow panic, many of them falling to the floor and being trampled by the rest, while others huddled into corners and small spaces as if they had forsaken escape and instead opted to hide in some futile attempt for survival. It seemed as though the entire. Angry that he had put their lives in jeopardy with his connection to Whitehead.Lauren returned to pressing her face against the glass. Logan and Finch sat in the reverse seats, heads nodding as they drifted to sleep. Tamara sat quietly, sometimes eyeing him with questions spilling from her glances. She said little, and left him to ponder what to do.Lauren's stomach hurt, her cramps making her tense and uncomfortable. The orgasm had helped for a while, relaxing her, pushing the cramping and.