They left me a list each week of chores they wanted done around the house, such as painting the garage, weeding the flowerbeds, and mowing the lawn. I... still left me plenty of time to keep up with my running and working with the ball. In addition, I was still working with the three boys twice a week at the park.I was very nervous about seeing Wendy the first time after the tournament when she dropped Justin off at the park for our practice, but she was acting perfectly normal."Uh, Mrs.. "Randi sat there looking at Denise for several moments unsure of what tosay next. Denise's eyes had taken on a look that she was seeing somethingonly she could see."When I was a kid," she began, "my father was always in control. Healways told my mother what she could do, where she could go, what hewanted for dinner and when. Whenever she would say she wanted somethingdifferent or for them to do something different he would respond withsomething like 'who wears the pants in this house?' or 'I am. "So you really don't need to breathe?" he asked her.Sylvia popped her mouth back off his dick again. "If you keep interrupting me I'll never get you off."Danny smirked, "I don't think there's any danger of that baby." Well back to your question, no, I don't need to breathe. I'm a vampire. One of the undead." Sylvia resuming sucking on Danny's cock, her head bobbing over his lap, as she took his erection even deeper than before.Fascinated by the notion of her not breathing, Danny reached down. Shawn scanned the area. He saw Jesus among the dead. Amin was holding his intestines in his hands. He couldn’t see anyone else. Kim, Kia, and Shai, had all either escaped, or were lying unseen among the heaps of dead. Shawn turned to the surviving men among his small group. In a dialect he knew they all understood he led them away. There was nothing left here but death and failure. Shawn’s primary duty from then on was to the men still with him, and to those who’d been killed. He had to escape..