You won't be pushed much today, but know that it will build as time passes and you are expected to respond well. You must follow my directions exactly... Do you understand?"Keeping her head lowered, she couldn't help but look quickly into His hazel eyes. She nodded respectful."We shall start with your experiences. I want to know what you have done, whether you were forced to or not." She continued to stand with her hands behind her back, not sure if she was being given the opportunity to speak or. And through the camera feeds, he could see the people in the streets. Men and women with guns, their gray uniforms marked with hastily daubed AnCom symbols, supported by heavy duty Terror Talons, marching towards bunkers and civil defense check points that the Federated States had built, fortified, staffed and trained in the use of for decades. Whatever insurrection they had planned for, they had not planned for it to be started simultaneously across the city as stunned, shell shocked civilians. Abbie raised an eyebrow and made her way up to the attic. When she opened the door, she spotted her sister on the sofa, texting someone. "Woah, what happened here?" Abbie asked. "oh yeah, this is our new bedroom now" Maria replied, stuffing her phone in her pocket and smiling. Maria was wearing a grey vest top with matching sweatpants. "wait, ours?" Abbie replied, amazed. The room was considerably larger than her old room. There was an open kitchen area with an oven, microwave, kettle,. Maybe Rick could relieve me.His broad, broad back was to me. I leered at each flex of muscle, each ripple beneath his taut skin and tight shirt. I needed to stroke each swell of flesh on this man.I continued to study him unnoticed as he brooded over a saucepan, touching his finger to the complex red sauce. Oregano scented the large kitchen of the fire station. I inched closer to Rick and the stove.I was finished with my assigned kitchen chores at the station but kept sweeping the already.