"She saw nothing for that many people this late."But she told me she called it in. It should either be under my name, hername, which is Helen Trent, o... the Liberty. And this is the address shegave us. French cuisine, right? We're all dying to try French cuisine."Sharon flashed her most winning smile."Well, we're not a French Restaurant. We're mostly Northern Italian..."There were some groans from the back."No, no, not Italian," Sharon said. "Northern Italian is very different -no heavy tomato. A lone, naked, angry man walked very shaken and startled Secret Service agents who had never seen anything like me in their lives and forced open the doors. I found the Secretary of Defense, their wives, and several others, cowering, while the officer who carried the nuclear football stood erect, but nervous as fuck. This was the new emergency junta, as the Rapture had claimed President, Vice-President, Speaker of the House, Secretary of State, Secretary of Education, and Senate President Pro. I pulled my car offto the side in the shadows and could feel my hands getting clammy andmy heartbeat quicken.The company had rented the basement hall of one of those fellowship,member lodges that were a lot more popular in the old days but becauseof all the people the large space was needed. I reached for the doorhandle then took my hand away wondering why I got all dressed up likehad. Was I taking too much of a chance? I thought further thenremembered once again that this was the annual. Annie asked if I liked her body and I told yes very much so. Annie asked for me to remove my clothes and I did. She was amazed at my pecker and how hard it was. She stroked it and fondled my balls. Pre-cum leaked from the tip of my pecker as she explored my goods. I pushed my fingers up inside her and she moaned. We both laid out on the floor and explored each other much more. After several minutes of play I asked Annie if I could put my pecker inside her pussy, just for a minute. She said.