Angie was still awake, “When it's just you and me, I would like to sleep with you, Dad, oops, Phil.” “Or if I am sleeping over, the three of us ...ould sleep together.” Harriet added.After that I fell asleep with a big, silly grin on my face.On Thursday night, when I got home from work, Angie and Harriet were dancing around, naked as always, wanting me to admire the little gold rings through their pierced nipples, navels, and, after they spread their legs for me, labbia.Sarah had bought each of. "It's true then," the Colonel said, looking at the Professor."I don't understand," the Professor replied."Colonel Peters wants to be young again," I told the Professor. "This is more the Colonel's world than before Zombie-Day. To be young and have no commanders in a world with only the laws you choose enforce! The Colonel is in hog heaven."The Professor nodded to Colonel Peters. "Miguel can make you a young, virile man again."I smiled at the Colonel's glance to the Towers' genitals."I like to. I was only too pleased to slip my cock back into Tammy's cunt, as resolved as I was to put a bun in her fine oven. It wasn't long before I heard her moans and saw the goose bumps on her flesh, as I went balls deep inside her to fuck her into next week. She started really matching my every stroke with hers, eagerly cooperating with me as I pushed my dick as close to her womb as I could get it. Finally, of course, I bottomed out, which only seemed to excite her even more.Through the door, I heard. He has no family and very few friends. Because of some health problems he's no longer able drive a car and no one ever comes to take him anywhere. Sometimes I have to struggle not to cry after I leave here because I feel so sorry for him. It isn't that he's a pitiful figure. He isn't. He gives the impression of being strong and vibrant and he's extremely personable. He certainly doesn't feel sorry for himself. He doesn't know it but I've kind of adopted him in my mind. I've come to feel closer.