.. I do fuck", her next utterances were grunts and gasps as he pumped away. They were like two well oiled machines working in rhyme.In his workroom he... husband finished sanding the top of the table he was making. 'Wonder if the computer is fixed?' he muttered to himself. 'It has been over an hour and I do want it operating for I have research material that I have to get off the internet'. He turned off the machine and returned by the back door. The computer room was empty. 'Maybe the wife is. ......hey, what kind of sexual fantasies do you have?" What?! Whatchyou been smokin' Chica?" Noooo! Come on, girl, we've been friends forever, we can talk about this, can't we?"Shrugged, "Sure, okay. So what do you want to know?" I'm just curious about, you know, like what you dare to dream about, what gets you sooo excited, you know......I mean I'll tell you mine too. We've just never really, um, like shared those kind of totally secret things." Well, sure, okay," she raised her eyebrows in a. Rather than roll over and admit defeat, several decided that their toys, were only for them and no other. That is how The Annihilation came to be. In the end it was spoiled children sitting on thrones that destroyed civilization as we know it. Civilization winked out of existence. An atomic onslaught brought mankind to its knees. Broken, humans turned to their most basic survival instincts. As decades passed, mankind became clusters of warring clans, their traded commodities became. “I probably would,” he said. She suddenly saw him as a naughty schoolboy and her heart melted a little. Something inside her was stirring, some subconscious urge pushing her. “I suppose you would have liked a closer look?” She remembered the eyes of the artist. She told herself afterwards that what she did next was because she felt sorry for him, that she pitied him, it was for him and him alone. She told herself it did nothing for her. But of course it was a lie. Staring at him, she slowly.