Those parts of the world once known as third world countries were almost completely unpopulated, the dead lying wherever they died, the few survivors ...nable to deal with them.Current statistics showed the virus mutating and reinfecting many who had survived the original strain as researchers scurried to find effective treatments. China, Iran and North Korea were glowing, smoking charnel pits of nuclear devastation. Perhaps the world response to discovering they had conspired to develop the. The bus ride takes its time, but there's only a short walk from the stop to my mother's apartment. We don't hug or anything when she opens the door, we have never been like that. We just greet each other. When and mom asks what I've been doing and how I've been feeling, my answers are reserved, although I try to be honest with them.Usually, we watch TV for a while or a movie. Mom watches even action movies, but for some reason, she never remembers the titles so we may end up seeing something. I just nodded sightly, and she put her lips onto mine yet again. We slowly made our way into the living room, and got onto the couch. The condo came furnished, and it had a very nice couch. She laid down on it first, and had me get on top of her. She immediately put her hands at the bottom of my shirt, and pulled it off me. She seemed impressed my boobs too, so she wasted no time getting my bra off. Once it was off, she was more than impressed, she was speechless. Even though she didn't talk,. She slipped her sandals off and carried them over her shoulder. I did the same and tucked my socks into the shoes and tied them together and slung them across my shoulder. We began to walk along the sand, holding hands, just on the edge of the tide. Not saying anything, just enjoying the feeling of complete quiet. The lapping of the waves and the trickle of the sand as it ran through our toes was so restful. We walked for about two kilometres and then turned to return. As we turned we were.