That’s not really true, oh, I noticed her, but I didn't really 'notice' her, if you have any idea what I mean. She was just part of the scenery, bu... I’d never studied her before. She was pretty, a petit, tiny Asian girl. I didn't know if she was Japanese, Chinese or whatever in heritage, I didn’t know anything about her really, nothing, other than she looked like a precious little doll and I wanted her. She had the most gorgeous, luscious, shimmery black hair, and the way it covered. Like some enraged animal Jackie began tearing at my clothing, the look on her face of pure lust began to almost scare me. I struggled to rid myself of my trousers, my eyes never leaving hers. Jackie tugged at my shorts, ripping them in her haste to remove them from me. Instantly my cock sprang free, hard and ready. Jackie straddled my hips and squatted down, spreading her pussy lips apart as she lowered her hips, impaling herself on my stiff cock. Her body trembled, her head shaking, hair. But she's dripping wet so there's that.The head of my dick is purple. It's shines it's so hard. The skin is stretched tight. I roll her over and slide it in missionary style. She puts her feet on my chest and goans.I'm thinking she's going to push off when suddenly she slides her feet up around my neck raising her sweet ass above the bed allowing me balls deep.I'm so fucking hard I'm hitting the top of her pussy again. I pound into her for a good 20 minutes again. I can see the head of my dick. . they care too. I know I'm ... It's like part of me broke inside, but Eckert put me back together again. I don't know how, and I don't really care. I'm ... different than I was two weeks ago, changed, but this me ... the new me ... None of this," she spread her cuffed hands wide and pointed to the dead city around them. "None of this bothers me anymore. I can live this life. I'm happy just to be alive, grateful for each new breath. Everything is for the best, in this the best of all possible.