Main bhi unka saath de rahi thi. Woh bade soft tareeke se mere hontho ko choos rahe the. Saath-saath woh meri gaand daba kar mujhe garam kar rahe the....ir unhone mera pallu hataya, aur mere kandho ko choomne lag gaye. Unhone mujhe ghuma kar sheeshe ke saath chipka diya, aur meri peeth par kiss karne lage. Fir unhone mera blouse khola aur mere kandho se leke meri kamar ko peeche se choomne lag gaye.Mujhe unke is choomne se kafi maza aa raha tha. Fir unhone mera blouse utaar diya aur meri bra bhi. “I need to see some I.D., son,” he told me, glaring.“Um, Sir, I don’t have a wallet with me ” I replied.“Why are you dressed like that? And did you wet your pants?”“Er, Sir, this is the way my Masters tell me to dress, and yes, I’m afraid that is my piss,” I confessed.“Masters? These masters control you?“Yes, Sir.”“And you do whatever they say?”“Yes Sir.”“And what about me…will you do whatever I say?”“Yes, Sir, I will,” I replied, looking down at the floor in submission. The Master’s rule was. The casualty count was in the billions, as only three in ten survived the plague. The Middle East, China, and the South East Asian countries had been mostly wiped out. The United States had spent the last nine months ferrying its equipment home, bringing ships into port and gathering the survivors together. Allied warships had been towed to the US ports and stored as had ships of other Navies like China's and Russia's ballistic missile submarine fleets.Special Forces had removed as many nuclear. Instead of the wad of toilet paper and hair that I expected I found that the auger had brought back a wad of toilet paper, hair and condoms. I hadn't used condoms in over fifteen years so how did they get in my drain? There was only one answer of course, but I had a hard time accepting it. Some time during the day while I was at work or on Wednesdays and Fridays, which were my bowling nights, Ashton was fucking somebody else. To say I was upset would be an understatement. For years I had been.