I reached up to his face and caressed it as I returned his kisses. The feel of his hands playing with my cock roused my spirit and the feelings of lif... and living returned to my soul.His kisses moved from my lips to my neck. He slurped slowly along the length of my sinews and my eyes began to roll back into my head. I reached out to him and searched for the promise land, finding it quickly, growing once more under my touch. Secretly, I wondered if that couple would walk by again and catch us in. "Mr Henderson". I crossed to the nearly shut garage door and poke my head out."Hi ya." The voice came from the other side of the tall metal gate.I dashed down the path and unlatched it. Pulling it open, Helen stood in a thin top and short denim skirt. Her brown hair clung to her face and small rivers of rain ran down the smooth skin dripping off her chin.I motioned for her to come into the garden. Re latched the gate and we both dashed for the open garage door."Hey, not seen you for a few. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Saturday, July 2nd, 2072 – Sarah GlassnerEveryone was still quiet when we woke up the next morning. We camped a few miles from where we fought the soldiers. Even though we had fresh venison, no one was excited. Chase was silent, clearly guilty that we had been attacked while she was out hunting, and Aoifa just stared at the fire.I walked beside Aoifa as we started out, cutting back to the road. The smoke rising from Salem didn't seem as dark. The Holy Liberation. At the student union they drank Cokes, and Vixen told the young man that her speech teacher was threatening her. “He knows something that could get me in trouble, my dad too.” “What?” the boy asked. Vixen shook her head and bit her lips. “I think he’s gay. I know he’s weird. He’s wearing make-up.” “You know about drop-add?” Ralph asked. “You can get out, change electives.” She shook her head, looking sad. He explained. “So just get the form at the office and drop that stupid course and sign up.