Charley walked over to us on the dance floor. ‘Just what do you think you’re doing Woody? Trying to steal my girl, is what it looks like,’ Char...ey challenged me. ‘Why don’t you get your hands off her and get going?’ He put his hand on me and tried to push me away from Joy. Joy jumped between us and told him, ‘Don’t be an ass, Charley. We’re just dancing, that’s all. This is a good bye party for Woody, he’s leaving tomorrow.’ ‘Good thing he is leaving, it wouldn’t be healthy for him to stay. She was 30, 5ft 5in tall, averagely pretty, slim, dark haired with small tits. Rock towered above her at 6ft 3in, muscular from weight lifting in prison and ruggedly handsome, they were platonic friends. Dealing with the virus had been challenging but the approaching 2 possible hurricanes inspired them to hike inland.While Laura and Marco were still in the tropics, they started hiking figuring they needed to be 50 miles inland to avoid flooding and storm surge. Rock carried a large Military. The dead had been buried and the survivors, the little children and those peaceable decent souls who had not been carried away by the puritanical zeal of the majority, locking themselves into their homes and praying that the poor girl might be spared, flocked out to greet her. They assured her that they bore her no ill will for what had befallen the rest of the townsfolk."After all" said the new mayor, "They were going to kill you in the most degrading and painful manner, bringing everlasting. "The next stage? For some of us? For whom precisely?"Anne was suddenly serious. "Sophie remember your bargain, yoursworn desire to embrace femininity. Don't put that in jeopardy.Whatever the Finishing Centre is, or the A&A is, whatever thedifference, it is what the Foundation considers best for us, us asindividuals, to help us towards that gaol."David's voice was a hoarse whisper, heavy with sarcasm. "As doesRehabilitation Anne?"David saw her face change. It was as if he had struck her..