She was different, somehow. Hot, eager, yes. But almost... selfish.Strange. I would never have used a word like that on her. To be sure, it only slipp...d into my thoughts now. It almost shamed me.I was sure it will all get better, these coming months. I read somewhere how pregnant women need more sex and tender loving care. Hormone thing, I guessed. Well, I'd be ready.My phone rang. Or teedeleedeed rather, as these things do nowadays. It was Mary.First thing I remarked on was the amazing. The taste was salty from hissweat....but musky from his manliness....at this point I realized he wasso much more of a man than I would ever be. He had two sissies fawningover his cock, begging to be his fuck toys.....of course he was all man!Our ministrations led us up to the glistening head where we lapped atthe sticky juices eliciting a pleasured gasp from him. His taste filledme and I shivered at its potency...even his pre-cum was deliciouslymanly. I moaned wanting more and between us we. " Setting my glasses down, I asked her point blank, "Do you want to keep your job?"She was momentarily flustered but quickly recovered, saying, "Well, yes, if I could find a way of succeeding at it."I smiled. It was classic Pauline. At thirty-eight, she isn't old enough to be my mom but there's still something maternal about her, and it shows in every aspect of her personality. She cares about her job as if it were one of her children."So you like working here," I confirmed."Sure!" You like. I grinned at Kate’s effectiveness and aim but kept fighting. Eighty zombies ended up dying under our defense. Only seven were found inside the destroyed lingerie store, letting Edna regain her place at my side replacing the steady Heather early in the fight.A screech sounded off on the other side of the mall, alerting us to the presence of at least one ghoul and probably all four. Or eight. Depended on how messed up the floor was.Taking a few minutes to heal David’s wound and refresh ourselves,.