She was drawn to hangers of leopard skin colors and already so cat-like all I could do was nod when she spun to show me one.“That’ll work,” I sa...d, trying to be cool. Then a light blue string bikini with triangle cups caught my eye. I reached for it and Mallory stopped me to take it herself.“Don’t touch, you’ll get cum all over it.”I laughed so hard the woman at the counter looked over at us, about Mallory’s age, wearing her own resort version of khaki shorts and a polo shirt.“See what you did,. “Oh my gosh, Reina, I’m so sorry. Are you ok?” Chad asked penitently. He touched her arm gently, “I didn’t mean to hurt you. I would never do so on purpose.”They both knew he wasn’t apologizing for just bumping into her now. He looked a little sleep deprived, Reina thought, but so was she. She wanted to be angry at him still, but he looked so remorseful, she didn’t have it in her heart to be cross with him. She simply gave him a strained smile and said, “It’s ok, really, I’m fine.”The. “Just a few more feet to go.”The minutes ticked off as I wiggled and squirmed. The oppressive walls of liquidarmor screeched as my armored vest rubbed up against it, time after time.Finally, they came.“Stop,” a raider shouted in a synthetic voice, projected by the helmet’s speaker. “We promise you’ll live if you surrender.”Another raider aimed his carbine at me.I struggled another foot closer to my exit, keeping my eyes and carbine on them. It was equal folly for me to fire and they knew it.. But it seemed like it was me. Imean, it seemed like this what I was. Who I was. But it wasn't. I'm aman. I'm tall. Handsome. Athletic. I don't even know this woman. Shestood there looking at me in her baggy t-shirt, her dark hair allmussed, eye make up smeared. I could see her breasts pointing out. Icould feel them. They felt real. Full, heavy. I lifted up her t-shirt. I saw her panties, her hairless legs. Looking down Itentatively reached out to feel my cock. I watched her hand.