Fladomir is the true Fladomir and you will show him respect." 'Respect', my left tit, Boris. How can anyone respect an arsehole who sends folks out in...o the desert to die?" Like I said, it wasn't my idea. As a matter of a fact, I sent word to Rowl and asked him to pick them up. I, ah, just want to make sure they were safe." The fuck you do," Rasida scoffed. "You're scouting for the Fladomir. You only came here to snoop." So? Maybe the Fladomir had second thoughts? Maybe he just wants to make. I heard the bell tinkle as we entered, I could smell the perfume inthe air. Donna led us to the changing rooms. I felt sickened as wemoved through the dress and lingerie shop, past rows and rows oflingerie, ladies dresses, racks of hosiery and the like. It was toofeminine, too frilly! But it was too late now!"Get that shirt off sissy!" Cindy ordered as we stood in thechanging room. I took off my shirt and the sport bra I had on and letmy new breasts swing free the large nipples becoming erect. The fact was that none of the infected people were actually dead and none of them were reanimated corpses. They were however mindless, rabid humans who existed beyond what was considered being alive. They lived to feed on non-infected humans and that was it. Their bodies while not dead continued to function so long as it was reasonably intact.That was the enlightening aspect of Hope's visual report. Much of the footage she showed us was live, taken by the probes that she'd sent to the Earth to. “Wait, you actually met Nick Coyle?”Althea was confused. “Yeah, it’s not the first time I’ve met him. You know I worked on the teaching hospital out here years ago, right?”“But, you met him in person? Not just via Zoom or something?” Julie persisted.Althea ran her hand through her finally-dry hair. “Yeah, this isn’t the first time I met him in person either. I met him at a party during the hospital job.”“And you never thought to mention it until now?” Julie demanded.“I just ... It wasn’t...”.