" I busied myself with the work on the kitchen window to avoid being detected by the mother. She rushed in and picked up the phone as it rang again... She had a short conversation with what I presumed was her husband. She seemed upset that he'd be late coming home but ended the conversation with an "I love you,' and hung up. I tried to be very busy hoping she would depart as I wanted to look at Britt sunning herself. I was putting tools back in my tool bag as I heard movement behind me. . She was taken to the ground as she screamed in a bitter fight. The zombies pinned her as they tore at her clothes viciously and greedily. She felt hands crawl across her bare skin. Her skirt was lifted. She felt teeth at her crotch. She screamed in terror when she heard a tear but no pain. The crotch of her pantyhose she wore was ripped out. Her bare breasts were exposed as her blose was ripped open popping all tge buttons out of place the bra was rippied off quite easily. She got a bit of. They were just like the hand cuffs only slightly larger with a 12 inch chain. With them on, you could only take short steps, but running was totally out. "Well beautiful, these clothes were made for prowling outside and I am getting rather hot. I hope you will excuse me if I take off this turtleneck" he said . Take off the mask too, thought Miss Fortune, so I can pick you out of the mug shots. Only the sweater came off, but it revealed enough muscle for two robbers. This guy had an outstanding. .. yeah." Then maybe you shouldn't be fooling around behind her back, okay?" But she ... she..." Brit, what is it?" She's been fooling around with you, so why can't I?" Because you apparently don't mind, if what happened this afternoon is any indication. Are you sure she would feel the same way?" Yes." Well anyway, I'm still your brother, so it's not right. Look, Brit. You know I love you, and I'm flattered that you want to make me happy. But I would be most happy if you didn't do anything that.