But neither all the bricks and mortar, nor all the marble and glass in the world could replace the most important things that had been lost. Valentini...m had no unmated women. At first, the men could pretend that it didn’t matter, that they could rebuild and nature would right itself and follow suit. When that didn’t happen a kind of panic set in. No women meant no offspring. No offspring meant the eventual extinction of their race. Worse? They’d begun to remember the foundation of their. If you hold real still you won’t die. You pull a gun and we’ll kill every damned last one of you, women included,” Eli yelled as he stood where he could cover the whole room.Duncan and Moses had parted and stood where they could cover the room from the other side with their shotguns, without getting shot by each other. They had the hammers backed and the guns held at their waist. The two men behind the bar looked at Eli when he yelled. They dropped the bottle and funnel they were pouring. She fantasized about wrapping her thighs around Danielle neck forcing her to her aching volcano. Ring…ring…ring! The suddenness of her phone brought her out of the past and back into the present she picked up the phone and saw that it was Michelle Barker. “What’s up Mi-Mi?” “I had the meet and greet with the infamous Kalani Rollins.” “How did it go?” “It went really nice; the woman is a piece of work. She really knows her shit.” “So how is her. Doesn't seem to care what hole he finds. It's just in, out and shake it all about." And don't even start me on marigolds. What the fuck is so sexy about a woman on her knees, bleaching shit, her hands stuffed into fluorescent yellow latex? It's not like he's got any rubber kink or anything. No, talcum powdering and squirming into flesh clinging, black shiny latex for me in the bedroom, but slap a pair of crud encrusted gloves on my fingers and he's got my skirt up around my waist and something.