One of the young warriors crawled up behind her and softly molded his long muscular body into the welcoming mounds of her posterior flanks. It was a b...t disrespectful since she was a recognized fighter in her own right and should have been considered above such foolishness on the dangerous trail for finding needed food and new blood for the tribe to bolster their ability to defend their territory.The young man’s hardness was under her flap now and he was grunting like a pig in heat. She feared. ”Daisy continued, “I’m sorry, hon, those times are long gone now. But ... you’ll think I’m silly, but if you happen to stop by the Library, I have a book here that I had brought with me and never returned. It’d mean a lot to me if you took it back for me. Oh, and I’m not the only ghoul here in Goodneighbor that was alive before the war. There’s one that lives in the Hotel Rexford, if you run into him.”I took the book from her. “I’ll take it back for you, Mrs. Underwood. Thanks again for. " I'll try. Lexie ... do you think ... maybe ... you ought to contact your parents? I think they might be happy to know you're alright."That hit me in the gut. Mother? Father? Mummy? Daddy? Could I? Could I not?"From what you said," he went on gently, "it wasn't that they didn't love you. Rather that they were over-protective and restrictive. They'd have to recognise that you're an adult now."I nodded but didn't speak for a while, instead reaching down and capturing his erect penis in my hand,. She knew what a phallus looked like; she was an educated woman. This, however, looked awfully large; and those of statues projected less.When he got under the sheet, it was closer, but not so frightening because it was hidden.“Hello,” she said.He grinned. “Hello.” He leaned over and kissed her. “Martha.”“Oh, Larry.” This wouldn’t be so bad. It was what she’d wanted for years. She hugged him. He smoothed his hand down over the nightgown in back. She lay back and pulled the sheet down to her.