I sensed her trying to pull away. "No, it's nothing like that." I placed my loved hand on her shoulder and looked into her eyes. "I'm with you and the Society all the way. You have my promise, I'll do whatever I must to help us survive..." I paused and took a deep breath. "Do you want to hear my main concern?" I gently massaged her shoulder and collarbone as I gave comfort to her fears. “Look, we're off duty for the next..." Sheila paused, as she glanced at her wristwatch, frowned, and shook her head. "Forget it. We're taking a busman's holiday. Speak truthfully so that I may better know your mind." Sheila grinned, as she inserted the Society's words of permission to speak unpleasant truths and raise unwanted questions. "Okay, let's assume the best about the worst; everything hits the fan, and your plans are wildly successful. Liberty Mountain survives the apocalypse without a scratch." I studied Sheila's eyes and caught the ghost of a smile as she thought of success. "What comes next? On the day after the world ends and it's just us. How are thirty-seven women and one old man going to hold this valley against a hostile and desperate multitude?" Her ghost smile died for a moment cock before returning as as fear flashed in her eyes. "Don't worry. I have faith," she whispered. Chapter 31 The days melted into weeks and the weeks flowed into months as winter searched for spring. For the first couple dozen wake-ups, I started each morning with the unreal feeling that I was exgirlfriend at the bottom of a rabbit hole. By Suck the end of the second month, the sense of strangeness decreased, and I was able to open my eyes without breaking into a cold sweat. I was still on the wrong side of the looking glass, but Wonderland had become my home. I didn't make a journey to Liberty Mountain to search out a place to hunker down and wait for the world to end. I'd never been a prepper and thought the Sisterhood's obsession with survivalism and their belief in the coming apocalypse to be a weird way to spend a life. "My boss is a brilliant woman; too bad she is wasting her life up here in the mountains," I said to Darlene one morning over a cup of coffee. Rod has his hands on her hips and started slinging it to her pretty good. She tossed them to Trevor. Suck He then turned and bending down he held the cock chords of her petticoat in his hand. Mamiko surprised for just a second started swallowing as fast as she could. I asked, looking into the wanton exgirlfriend eyes of mother and daughter. No, once she caught me masturbating and asked me not to spill that and sucked me. Later she opened her dress and asked me to fuck her. Remember, your tribe probably did the same many years ago, and now look at you...you don't look like a killer to me” she said. She pushed herself up with her hands so that her face was right in front of his. He then gave a nod to Vincent who walked to the opposite side of the table from Viktor and placed his hands on the top end of the queue sticks while Viktor held the handles. “God, Sally, loved what's wrong with me?”