He reached over and grabbed the doomed doll she could feel the substance encase her squeezing in between her arms legs and body he the pumped a bit of...it onto her. Gazing into her light blue eyes he asked her in a hushed tone. "Are you ready? Cause I am." He brought her towards his dick and wrapped his hand and her around it. She could feel the lubricant smear across her face and clump up in her hair as he started stroking her slowly across his dick. He was enjoying this she could tell savoring. Get beyond it!"A man to one side said, "It's everyone for themselves. I want to band together for some hope of protection against any crazies." There was a murmur of agreement at that statement.Pat then said, "There are valuable skills that we all need, both now and in the future. We aren't doctors. I've never been sick and don't think I will be if I survived the virus. However, an accident could break bones or a gunshot could be fatal without good treatment. Someday, I want children. Who can. " She teased. "You can do that all night, if you want. Let's finish trying on these clothes."Bob's face warmed with embarrassment.He picked up the gray (or 'concrete') cotton exercise wear. The cloth felt so soft and stretchy; it was difficult to believe these were serious workout clothes."Should I change underwear too?" Bob asked."That's completely up to you, Hon." Jane responded. "If you think they fit, there's probably no need." I'll try 'em" Bob decided.He found the new matching heather. His daughter, Pia, warned us of his isolation and the lack of sexual contact with women.'As long as he has a strong heart, Pia', one of the girls replied, to the peal of laughter from the rest of us, and with an average group age of 17, I would suspect he would need one.Alighting from the train he was the only person there, in fact we were the only passengers getting off and as we walked towards him, the look in his eyes and the bulge in his pants, spoke volumes to the girls, who had also.