She moved from one to the next, biting and sucking, twirling the sensitive buds between her fingers.I was growing wetter by the second, and I felt lik... my pussy was on fire. As if she had read my mind, Miranda sat up in front of me and grabbed at my jeans, unbuttoning them and pulling them off of my legs as quickly as she could. She pushed my knees apart, spreading my legs wide so that the only thing separating her from my dripping wet cunt was a thin slip of white cotton.She leaned down. A hissing noise made me look towards the door and I realized the bubble was being kept pressurized because there was a man in a gray suit in a small, clear plastic room just outside the bubble. Then the hissing ceased, he opened the plastic door and entered with a possessive air about him, as if all he surveyed was his. Hell, for all I knew, it was his. Somebody had set all this up and the nurse said she was going to get "the man in charge." He certainly fit the bill, from his two thousand. ..The best I could learn, the outbreak only had affected men. They wentbath-salt crazy until their hearts would burst from the exertion.I managed to miss out on the fun because although I am male, I had beenin transition to womanhood, and apparently it had been enough to saveme, although I went into a brief coma for a couple of days or so. Evenso, I must have had a super-dedicated nurse who kept me going once thepower went down. In fact , she had taken me to what I assume was herhome, and she. Oh so predictably Zack followed on her other leg and Sarah couldn’t help letting her knees fall open when that happened. Her thin filmy dress was certainly no impediment to the touches that found their way through the unresisting pleats flattening so readily under their fingers and molding to her legs. Sarah darted quick glances down at their hands and then around the theater. It was so public here for such boldness. Through she really couldn’t see anyone through the rock-work and plantings.