Let’s go, sister. Time’s a wastin” Lacy showered as quickly as she could, though the temptation to play with herself was very strong. There were...all sorts of new things she had to learn, and things she had to watch out for, such as the feelof the washcloth on her super-sensitive nipples, or what to do with all the tons of lather her new, thick hair produced. The Colonel hustled her along, though, and as she sat at her makeup table doing her face, he walked into her closet and started pulling. Ealya thought that this undead may not be as passive as most other horde in the area. She tried to run, but was struck with a paralyzing pain in her head. She dropped to her knees, clutching her head, trying to stop the hurting. She didn't even notice as the undead approached her."Would you like it to go away?" he asked her in a deep, raspy voice.She looked at him pleadingly, just wanting to be left alone. "Please, just take what you want and go."He let out a deep chuckle at this. "Oh believe. I was making absolutely no headway. There wasn’t anything else I could say, so I just let it go. We were just about to head into the room when a very distinguished looking man who looked like what I might imagine Jorge would look like when he got older walked down the hallway.“Don Jorge?” I asked. “I’m Steve Adams.”I extended my hand and he took it.“Nice to meet you, Steve! Thanks for everything you’ve done for my son. He speaks very highly of you!”“Thanks. I’m just glad he’s doing OK. Is there. She put on a nightie and slipped on a light robe over that. There was no use fully dressing because she would soon be naked again. She greeted Eric with a sexy kiss. Her breath was mint fresh and he wondered what kind of sex she had with her friend. She asked, ‘Would you like to have a drink?’ Eric didn’t answer, but continued to kiss her. Eric had thought all day about having sex with this pretty girl, now he wanted to feel her body and strip her. He pealed back her robe and let it fall on.