She's wearing a short summer shift just snug enough to hug every curve. With every step her hips sway (I think the high-heels helped) and I'm even mor... sure I've seen that ass before. Fascinated, I keep following her, even as we pass my truck. Her short platinum blonde hair, her muscled calves and, again, that ass, have me now certain I've seen her before. My cock seems to agree and begins to harden.She turns left, approaching a black SUV and I increase my pace, wanting...needing to catch her. Some guy in his skivvies was running down the barracks yelling,“Get into the bunkers!”I didn’t know where the bunkers were located, but I figured it was a good idea to get out of the flimsy barracks ASAP. Outside, I could see flames rising from a couple of hits inside the compound. I didn’t hear any incoming, so I relaxed a little. Most everyone else was running around trying to get information. The fact that most of these guys were not armed seemed a little foolish to me, but orders are. He sat on his bed, waiting for any motivation to get up. His muscles ached, work was hard. After a few more minutes of wallowing his bladder gave him the motivation he needed. Walking to the bathroom, Jim’s groggy eyes didn’t see the letter resting crookedly on the mat by the front door. He turned on the shower, it wasn’t quick to warm so he went over to the toilet. When he was done the swirling water took away the remnants of last night’s alcohol. Steam was rising in the shower, the water was. I turned to walk away when I heard myname being spoken. I turned around in shock; there was a figure in theshadows."So many questions!" The figure said to me."How'd you know my name? Who are you? What am I doing here? Yeah."I stuttered."I'll give you an answer which will hopefully answer all three questions.My name is Athim Johns."My mind rushed to a newspaper cutting in my mind. "You used to be theold guy who lived here."The man smiled."More questions now. How come I'm still alive, what.