George, Summer and Donna had different majors from Me and Emily so all our classes and exams had different dates and timings. The most amazing and exi...ing group in the bus. This was the group that never had any kind of formalities or complications. All were frank and loyal to each other, so was I.With the passing time, I was feeling those emotions and burning new feelings for Emily, my friendship was now taking a step forward to love, affection and loyalty. But still I never let her realize the. V. I felt her hand slide around my waist again to find it's way to my cock. I turned and mentioned I got to get her wasted more often if she is gonna be this frisky. She laughed and then ordered me to take my pants off. I slide my pants and underwear off and sat on the couch. She then got on her knees and gave me a world traveled blowjob. I don't know if the alcohol made her try more or open her throat more or fuel her tongue, but it was awesome. At this point in our relationship, we had. I laid her on her stomach. Her beautiful butt had angry red marks all over it where I'd gone overboard with the ruler. I'd fucked up again.I removed the bottle of lotion from my back pocket and poured some in my hand. The lotion was warm after laying up against my ass while I was abusing hers.I started smoothing lotion over the red areas, taking care to touch her sore bottom as gently as possible. Soon the damaged parts were covered and I sat back on my heels on the side of the bed."More. Would you tell me who you are and what was happening back there?”One of the women gave a little shake and said, “My name is Linda Arnold, she is Betty Fambrough, and she is Julia Mason. Our husbands from before the Day are dead, mine and Julia’s from the virus but Betty’s was killed. The four of us were trying to get along with the new situation but no one was alive around us. We had gradually expanded our scavenging and were captured by the group you met. They call themselves the Blasters. I.