I certainly had no complaints about that countrified cutie, and I was far from alone. Her future sister-wives and fiance all seemed very much on board...with wedding her, after all. Marriage was on the upswing again after a steep decline just before Doomsday. Then again, it had been radically transformed from a trap with steel jaws for many into something far more benevolent. Polygamy, reformed divorce laws, and widespread promiscuity under the banner of the new faith had made a serious dent in. She grinned as an idea came to her. Why not? She wasn't tired enough to sleep, and daybreak was hours away.She could see Alfred's eyes glowing, staring at her in the almost darkness as she sat on the mattress.“Here boy” she called to him, and he rapidly responded, eagerly plodding himself onto the mattress between her ankles. Jenny slipped out of her leathers then spread her thighs apart to invite the dog to her sex. She gasped as his rough tongue began to taste her pussy, and soon she was. This sounded just like high school and what the boys there did."Look, I don't need anyone talking to me now. I know just what you're going to say. So just leave, ok?"She didn't expect the look she got, or the turn of the head when their eyes met. His shoulders seemed to droop, but that may have been her imagination. After all, she was looking at his backside as he walked away.The next day Melissa thought she was going to have to find a new spot. A girl was walking up the slope and it looked. A hit job in San Jose, one in Atlanta, another in Milwaukee. No one would think to link random killings into one cohesive conspiracy.”“Yeah, but also think of the next step. Word gets out, or maybe The Restoration purposely leaks it. Then you could have a quiet panic. Community leaders afraid to go out in public. They might not be silenced, but they’d be weakened.”“As would immigration reform, background checks on gun buyers, voting rights, climate change, gay rights ... fuck.”“And Clint, just.