I was half under the car, stripped to the waist trying to change my cam belt when Lord H, swept past in his Bentley. He stopped. Reversed back. "I say...Hansen, put a shirt on, you'll frighten the damn horses!"It wasn't the horses, it was his daughter Emma he was worried about. We lived on his estate. My dad worked for him. We lived in one of his cottages. Emma and I were almost the same age, the same school year, I'm six months older. We used to be friends, until he sent her to boarding school. ” Eugene looked to Anderson. “You have your own kitchen staff here?”“No Sergeant Syddahl heard that I was going to be in town this morning and insisted that he provide a decent meal. He is quite accomplished. I have had the most amazing rat stews that he created.”Aghast Eugene exclaimed, “Rat? A rat stew? My god man, why?”“Well, we were kind of short on rations. Andersonville was not at the head of the supply chain at that time.”As the coffee was brought out and served, the Colonel continued.. ”“If you worry warts would lower your guns, neither of us are likely to attack anyone. That’s partially why I wanted women to handle the zombies in the future. I only got you men involved to convince the skeptics, but women are more suited to this type of caretaking.”Blushing, Phillip and Anderson lowered their weapons. “So you’re really okay?”“I’d hardly describe being shot, dying and returning to life as just being ‘okay’, but yeah. I’m not ready to dance the jig, but my body handles pain. Looking out sideways from the attic window, I could see my own bedroom on the left. Towards the right, immediately below the attic, there was a footpath on the street. The attic was high, so when I stepped back from the window, no one could see me. This used to be a perfect hiding place. As I went through this childhood memory, I spotted the WiFi of my Home Sex Kit. The collar was on my neck, as always. While leaning out of the window and checked the status in the Chastity app on my mobile. To.