The zombie moan. We learned to hate and fear that sound. The moan seemed to be a "Hey Zombie friends, there's meat over here!" kind of a thing. I knew...more were coming soon. I heard some more zombie moans behind me.Time to go. I got back in the cab and was ready to turn the key when I heard several female screams from a nearby house. Shit. That's also the direction where the moans came from.I took the keys (didn't want to leave them in the ignition and have some live asshole take off in it),. When I was safely inside the closet Kathy turned to Bill and slid her hand under the covers. I could she her stroking his cock and as each stroke got a little longer knew that he was responding to her touch. Before long she had pulled back the covers and, positioning herself so that I had a perfect view, she took his cock into her mouth. I watched in amazement as she worked its length. In about three smooth strokes she had it in to the base. The way she was kneeling on the bed she was almost in. ’ ‘ Of course,’ I smiled, turning and Kate,’ I asked, ‘Would you be kind enough to show our guest of honor to the restroom?’ ‘I most certainly will,’ Kate gently replied, taking her hand, ‘Come with me, Angie sweetie. I’ll show you where everything is, and I’ll even help you redo your make-up if you’d like. How does that sound?’ ‘That sounds great,’ she began to smile, ‘And you can call me Angela. I’m almost eighteen ya know,’ as the two of them disappeared down the hallway, happily chatting. .. well, to today.The rules, scant as they are, seem quite simple. Anyone, male or female, is free to request or demand any sexual favor from anyone else at any time. Consent is still at play and important, and no one is ever forced to comply with a request that would lead outside their stated sexual orientation (unless being explored as a fetish), but requests seen as generally reasonable are rarely denied. And from here the new societal norms began to form. Performing sexual acts for.