"Becky, are you ready darling?" her mom called out again."Soon. I'm almost dressed."She slipped on a sports bra thinking, "None of those training bras...either." She remembered Candy had latched onto that too likening breasts wearing a 'Training Bra' to a kiddie bicycle, wondering if it was advertising."You know," Candy had said. "Ride me, I'm in training. You won't fall off!" Candy The Cunt," Becky thought. She could make any girl's life miserable.Selecting a black thong, Becky held it up and. He slept at our feet as we kept our armsabout each other for warmth. ***This kept up for a week. Stopping at someplace suitable to eat andsleep. Shit and piss. That was the extent of our existence. I waspositive that there were other survivors. Hell, a tiny town like ourshad two and a dog; there had to be more. "What's the most important thing to you right now?" I asked Betsy. "Boys!" she smiled."Boys, huh?" I smiled. "What kind of a boy are you looking for?" A. . foot wide English chestnut flooring."Momma had these rooms added after she gave her first Press Conference and nobody came ... Well, Petosky, Charlevoix and Ludington came ... we almost had Milwaukee but they cancelled."Since the addition, we've had the French and Russian Military attachés ... and 'The Press', New York, London, Paris, Rome, Moscow, Tokyo, Detroit, San Francisco..." I bent over and whispered, "rude fuckers, every one of them. Mother says we have to be nice..." I giggled, "and. Annakovich Butt, is a 48 years old Russian married into a very wealthy British family. She has a body to die for. With beautiful curvy hips, her ass is a sight to behold when she walks in front of you. She has this heavy Russian accent and a husky voice that sends chills down the back of my neck when she talks. My boss is a tough, no-nonsense, and very highly professional woman. Never has time for anyone in the office. Always wears see-through dresses, and never bothered about what anyone.