Was he worried that I might chicken out? Even a week ago I would not have dared to be seen in public dressed like this.I was wearing bright red high h...els, my legs were bare, my shorts were so tight that you could see the shape of my pussy – Julia tells me that that is called a camel toe – and my top was a singlet with extra large armholes, which meant that from the side you could see my bare breasts, almost all the way to my areolae.Ralph wanted me to become a slut, and he had employed Julia. The patrol-man's cock was now standing firmly erect, foreskin back, and purple bulging head shining. Jane continued to wash his cock with hot water. She could feel him start to tremble, and knew what was coming next, so slowed down a little. Jane then took his cock in one hand and pulled it towards her mouth.“Oh no,” said the patrol-man, “I've never had that done to me before.”“What,” said Jane, “You've never put your cock put in a woman's mouth before?”“No, never,” said the patrol-man, “I've. This last part will follow certain key characters a month of so before the fall of the city. It’s a story about the relationships of women who love women, and men who love men. Sex continued to happen until the end, but the fate of the characters will remain a mystery. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------“We have to stop meeting like this”, said a tall, beautiful, naked woman lying in bed“Yes, you’re right, probably. You never know what stealing a dozen waterbed mattresses could do to history she explained. Aura's body was a marvel. Skin as perfect as a airbrushed centerfold, breasts like ripe rocky ford melons, hips and thighs reminiscent of the Ohio Valley, she was perfect. Just like the future. She looked at Colin with Bambi eyes and said, "Kiss me." Colin kissed her. She responded like she had just been penetrated by Harry Reems. "Pleasure receptors on my lips." She commented.