There was no sign of where the ancient water pump had been. It had rusted completely away.Jake walked around his flyer; checking it over and making su...e it was still flight worthy. He didn’t find anything wrong. Pulling out his ration case, he opened a bottle of water and sat down on the low wing, wondering why he had come up here.Alicia, of course, beautiful, blonde, the reason the word bombshell was invented – just to describe her and the effect she had on people’s lives. Did he love her? Of. For the nineteen-year-old black girlthey had captured that morning, this simple device was about to take her tohell. She'd been brought to the interrogation hut on the edge of the police compoundat noon. Stripped naked, her ebony skin gleaming with sweat, she now stoodastride, the muscles in her long, beautiful legs trembling and quivering withthe strain of her position after nearly an hour's cruel bondage. Four thincords held her quite securely. The cords round each ankle were tied to. There was an alert on my phone and I called up the latest ‘official bulletin’ from the government. They were wasting no time looking like they were responding to the national emergency. It had only been a year since the explosions.Recognizing the need for quick action in this national emergency, the Department of Health and Human Servicing has announced the creation of the National Repopulation Project. The agency, created weeks ago, is well underway with a staff of top grade scientists and. Tommy was barely able to undress himself, he was trembling soviolently. On a long table that ran along the wall, the two newcomerswere unpacking items from their bags onto metal trays. Tommy sawhypodermic needles, bottles of fluids, and what appeared to be tools forpiercing, as well as other piece of equipment, the purposes of which hecouldn't even guess at.The imposing man began to fill the chamber of one of the hypos as Tommygot onto the table and laid back. The woman swabbed the.