It came as an unbelievable and startling claim to make against himself, because he was sure he had loved the prostitutes he slept with. He did want re...ationships with them, or so he thought. But he now wondered whether or not he slept with them just to be more of a man and pursue his sense of manhood with the abandon that every young loser covets. He may have been in love with both: the pursuit of Rapunzel in her tower and Rapunzel herself—two inseparable loves that he couldn’t quite reduce to. She grabbed my shorts and tore them from my body with one hand. With her free hand she spread my legs slightly, then slid her palm up to my ball sac and "hefted" it as if she was weighing it. Grasping my cock in her other hand, she stroked it firmly and said that it was "all that she had hoped for." I just stood there, dumbfounded.She rose from her knees, backed away a bit and began a very slow attempt at a seductive disrobing. Her breasts were fully developed, probably bordering on a D cup,. " was my basso profundo response. Lori and I didn't remain friends very long. At least not "just" friends. However, the bed was also not a particularly high priority and Lori, I found, was not a particular burden. Sort of a pleasant weight, actually.Rather like having a naked woman attempting to wrap herself around you, which is exactly what Lori was doing. The position she eventually settled into had me responsible for much of the support, with her legs wrapped about my waist, her arms tight. Thank God, Ed was dead by then. After that, I only had to face the wolves, and somehow that was an emotional relief, though I don’t know why. I shot three wolves who were eating dead humans before I started looking for more monsters anywhere in our office complex.“I was pleased to see that Helen, one of the draftsmen, had stabbed and killed a wolf with a steel divider before a second wolf had killed her. The monsters were such efficient killers that all of the other humans in the company were.