With a jolt, I pull my legs up towards me. I hook my thumbs under the waistband of my knickers, and slide them down my thighs. The thin polyester mate...ial tickles the skin of my calf as they travel further down my legs and over my feet.I lie back again and stretch out as long as I can. Pointing my toes down towards the end of my long bed. My palms rub the skin of my soft thighs and warm them against the cold breeze that continues to ripple into the room. I pull my left knee up towards me and. Fortunately, there was a break in the zombie parade and it would be a couple minutes before the next batch of the fucking dead came into range.He leaned down to kiss her but she pulled her head away. “Christ, your breath stinks. What did you do, eat a zombie?”He pulled his thumb out and shoved it in her mouth, she sucked greedily for a few moments. “That tastes better than your breath.” He slapped her ass cheeks a few times. “Shoot,” he coughed out.She grabbed up the gun again and fired in the. Sharon stood, facing him. Lucas opened his arms and embraced her. She lifted up on her toes, drew his face to hers and kissed his lips. She looked into his eyes, then relaxed her jaw and kissed him again. He felt her tongue against his lips.She caressed his arms and chest through the fabric of his shirt and then began unbuttoning it. Sharon slipped her hand under the fabric and caressed his breast. Then, she reached behind her neck and grasped the tie holding up her halter-top."Sharon," he. “The Maidstone Hotel,” he slyly surmised, “isn’t that where Texas Tillie lived like a queen for half a century until she died a few years ago? It used to be, well, until the big depression anyway, a really swanky place! She had the whole penthouse floor and remained the very last tenant there until she passed. I think she partly owned the place and the other owners couldn’t shut down the old run-down dive for good until after she’d croaked ... and after everyone first searched high and low for.