"Pack your shit up. You and your people who support you, and get the fuck out of my town and you won't take a single child with you. If you’re still alive in a week I'll consider letting parents have their kids back." I raised my voice. "Anyone who thinks I was too harsh get the fuck out now but the children stay under our protection." I turned to Les again, my anger burning brightly and gripped him by the throat whispering. "If I see you in the morning I will shoot you down on the spot." Then I released him and he ran like hell. I saw others leaving. Good. I have zero use for stupid lazy people. I raised my voice again to the crowd.
"Okay people shows over. Get to your assigned team leaders or with Miguel or MSgt. Trask. We have to finish clearing out the buildings downtown. We have more refugees coming in." I turned to the Sergeant whose face told me everything I needed to know. He spoke first though.
"Sir. Let me and my Jessica take care of the little girl. Jess is so wonderful. So loving and caring. She can make a difference." I simply nodded, too choked up to respond for a moment. I think I cried a bit. I really hate that but this was evil shit. I felt two women wrap their arms around me and realized it was Jean and my LSS. Trying to comfort me. I hugged them back then started crying for all the lost souls. We cried together.
*****
Jean shuddered as she wrapped her arms around Jay. The inhuman side of humanity repulsed her. Left her shaking, and wanting to cry hysterically. If it weren’t for her children, her parents and this man Jay, and all the other good people here, she would be tempted too just give up. She thought about what that man had done to that tiny little girl and buried her face in Jay’s neck crying harder. She felt his strong comforting arm pull her close and his lips touch her forehead. She felt another pair of arms wrap around them and looking up through teary eyes saw that it was the female soldier he had been working closely with. Just what I need, more competition, she though. At the moment, she didn't care.
"How can somebody do something like that?" She murmured.
"I don't know baby. I don't know." He responded.
"I just don't understand. She’s such a tiny little girl. How can any man feel arousal for somebody that young?"
"Hun, there are sick bastards everywhere and those few of us who can, will guard against them to our dying breath."
"I saw some of that in the refugee camp we were guarding. It started cropping up by the second day and things just as bad like murder and rape of adult women and boys by some. It was sickening." The female soldier, Cpl. Rider she thought her name was spoke now.
"Yeah babe and we'll get that here also. It's only a matter of time in a breakdown of society like this. I've been keeping everybody extra busy trying to stave off issues like this. Damn it! I knew something like this was coming. I just hoped for a little more time." Jay said.
"That's the difference between leaders and followers, Sir. The leader recognizes that a problem will surface and takes steps to mitigate it. A follower waits for it to happen. And that's why you're the Commander, Sir." Cpl. Rider said.
"Whatever, but it will get worse so we'll have to make examples LSS." Jay snarled.
Jean had been listening and now she asked. "LSS? I thought your name was Corporal Rider?" She still wasn't ready to let go of Jay yet. She needed the comfort and solidity of this man, and neither had the Corporal. Hmmm…
"It stands for Little Sexy Soldier, Jean right?" Jean nodded. "The Commander walked in on me while I was taking a shower this early morning and got an eyeful. Totally disregarding my privacy. And please call me Corey," the words were spoken in a soft voice and Jean saw the Corporal was smiling at Jay and at her.
"Ha! I was taking the shower and she blatantly walked in and tried to force herself on me while I was trying to towel off."
"Oh my God! How untrue, Sir."
Jean figured the truth was probably somewhere in the middle but she couldn't help smiling at their banter. She did realize one thing. She definitely had more competition. This Corey was totally hooked on Jay, as was she.
She decided to get into the game. Anything to forget what happened.
"Hmmm. You know Sis. He already has two girlfriends. And he's getting pretty old," she made a point of examining the white at the temples of his dark hair, "I'm thinking four might be way too many for a man of his advanced years." She smiled to take some of the sting out as she saw Jay's face starting to purple.
"You’re right Jean. The say the male libido decreases after thirty-five. Gawd, do you think he might be older than that?"
"Now that's enough!" Jean swore Jay was sputtering. Like he didn't know what to say and was trying to say several things at once. "Anytime you sexy wenches want a contest we'll see who drops first and it won't be ME!" He then slid his hands down grabbing both their asses tightly and hotly kissed Jean first, turning immediately to give Corey another hot kiss. Jean felt her belly flutter again and wanted nothing better than to strip naked and cuddle up with this man, even if she had to share him. She felt Corey's arms tighten and knew the Cpl. was experiencing the same feelings.
"Hey, speaking of which where are Bridget and Cara? I haven't seen them all afternoon." Jay said as he broke his kiss with Corporal Rider.
Jean felt embarrassment creep over her. She had unwittingly asked Cara earlier if everything was all right when she saw her and Bridget passionately arguing, and then watched Bridget stomp off. So she knew why he hadn't seen them.
"You don't know?" she said.
"If I did would I ask?" his tone was extremely sarcastic.
"Well, they ah, they both started."
"Started what! Oh...” Now his face was turning red again and she heard Corey chuckle. She shrugged as best she could while being held tightly by him.
"Some women become impossible to be around during their time. Apparently, they're two of them. Cara told me her and Bridget would be busy elsewhere for a few days or so until it was over."
"God women! But who's going to tuck me in at night?” he asked. She felt his lips move to the side of her neck as he bent his head over her.
"I will." Corey instantly responded. Jean was close behind.
"I think we can handle you, can't we Sis? After all Corey has explosives right?" She joked but her stomach was turning summersaults. She didn't care either if she had to share him. She just wanted him.
"No, but I know where to get them quickly if he resists." she replied, a muffled giggle.
They all started laughing and she was lifted up off her feet as Jay hugged both of them tightly letting them dangle for a minute before releasing them. For some reason she felt saddened when his large hand released her butt. She gave herself a good shake internally. A voice coughed behind her and she turned in surprise seeing Sgt Trask there. He wasn't smiling.
*****
It would almost seem amazingly callus if he didn't know people so well, Darin thought to himself. Here was the Commander cuddling and ass grabbing with a couple girls right after hanging a man. The MSgt. well understood the need to forget though, to embrace life after a tragedy. Darin had received his bachelors in psychology after all. The human need for love was strong after an emotionally wrenching event, for he had seen the Commander’s tears immediately afterwards. This was a good man. Possibly too good to survive what was coming. The Sgt. knew a lot of bad was coming at them all the way down to his bones. Tonight was just a sample of the evil that would try its hardest to bring them down. He wondered again about his parents and siblings in Los Angeles but knew his Pa and brother would take care of them if at all possible. His Pa was one dangerous motherfucker like the Commander. Spent the last half of his Marine Corps Career in 1st Anglico. That elite super secret group of combined service members. The precursor to Delta Force and a few other SpecOp units. Darin pitied any zombies within a hundred yards of his Pa, even if his dad was armed with only a toothpick. He smiled to himself over an old memory.
One night he went to get Pa from the local bar he hung out at and walked in just in time to see him t
ake down two out of townies with a rolled up newspaper, and within seconds. No, if his Pa was alive the rest of his kinfolk were alive also. They would meet up when they met up.
The Commander though was a good man, but possibly a little soft. With his psychology background, Darin knew there were several schools of thought to that. Soft could mean very good or soft could mean very bad. Only time would tell, but he was already leaning towards the very good aspect. In the meantime, he'd keep a sharp eye out and advise as best he could. The man had serious skills for sure, from what he'd seen at the farm. Though the action lasted less than an hour Darin had seen the Commander make sound tactical decisions while shrugging off a limp and rub his hip and shoulder when he didn't think anyone was looking. The Commander wasn't twenty anymore after all. On the other hand keeping two young, beautiful and obviously horny women satisfied was a feat itself, and he could tell Miss Cara and this Bridget had been more than satisfied from their expressions, and body language after the Commander helped himself to them several times a day. The Commander may have thought that went unnoticed but it hadn't. On second thought, he figured the Commander knew and simply didn't care what others thought.
Now he had to interrupt him because his orders were clear and needed. He coughed.
"Sir. You said to come see you soonest."
"Yeah. Sec." The Commander held up one finger and the Sergeant waited with the hint of a smile on his face. He for sure had his priorities straight as Darin watched him gather first Corporal Rider then Miss Jean in his arms, kissing them thoroughly as his hands made sure there was no doubt they were his.
"LSS find another helper to handle the radio traffic. You're going to be busy this evening. Oh, and during the day too. We need more people on communications anyways. I want to start broadcasting immediately to any units in the area that have figured out about the shadow government. If you can hide our location do so." He saw the Corporal nod and take off after hugging Miss Jean.
"Right. See ‘ya later ladies. Aye Top let's get moving." The Commander led him over to where the surplus equipment was stored. Darin started signaling his men to gather up.
"Going to get busy men," the Commander stated, "I need all our outdoor construction lighting units towed downtown behind Humvees. You all have trailer hitches and they're on trailers. Power them and light it up. We have to clear out those bastards tonight. We have upwards of five-hundred plus refugees arriving by tomorrow morning at the latest and another one-hundred-ninety troops, assuming they don't lose anymore between now and then. There aren’t enough buildings so we'll move to the houses nearby next. Grab all the able-bodied men not on guard duty or patrol. I want everyone. We're all in this together. Let's see what we can get done by midnight for the nights young."
And they did it. They cleared out the buildings down town. There were a few close calls and a few men had to be relieved. Civilians in all, and it was obvious they'd been drinking. They'd probably join that ‘trustee’s bunch’ who were moving out to the Baptist Church complex down on Highway 82. Good riddance. He rarely called a man totally stupid but this Les asshole sure was. Right now, he and his troops were doing something good. Something worthwhile, and best of all, it felt good. Damned good! They finished by midnight. Barely but they did and cordoned off the area with lights so none of them damned zombies could move in. The suckers were getting really sneaky lately. Like they were learning way too much. That was not a good sign. They waited for night, moved in, and hid now. Motionless. Scary but survivable if you watched for it. Now he would head to his cot with his Jess and her two boys and in the morning move them into the nice little two-bedroom bungalow he had picked out for them nearby along with the little girl, whom was hurt but alive. They would all show her the love and the support she needed at a time like this. Many of the women had arranged blankets to create a semblance of privacy until better quarters were available. It was enough, as long as his Jessica was in his arms and her boys lying alongside them. He'd talk to Miguel in the morning about the tiny girl moving in with them with Jess by his side. But now? Time to get some loving.
*****
DAY 7: after 0200 ET
Hell, I was tired! We got it done a little after midnight and set the guards in two-hour rotations. Damn zombies were definitely getting smarter, or more cunning. As we moved into each building or area, they came at us in mass trying to overwhelm us. It didn't work, but my ears were still ringing even with the earplugs. I was not looking forward to any more cunning or on the job training on their part.
I saw Cara down below and she confirmed what Jean told me. Her and Bridget would stay in the girls’ quarters until they stopped their once a month satanic ritual. For all of her tiny size she pushed me against the wall kissing me hard, letting me know that she was my woman and I had better not forget her or think about replacing her. Her tight almost painful hand on my balls reinforced that along with the suggestion of a very sharp knife. She said they would be here for me but were not standing in my way while she whispered in my ear in a playful voice how much of a bitch she was while on the rag and I didn't need that right now. Then she took off with a brief look at me.
As I made it to our living quarters, I peaked in the room assigned to my kids and little Jack. They were all sleeping on two double beds. Softly I tiptoed in and kissed each and every one lightly on the cheek and forehead, telling them I loved them, and to sleep tight. Daddy is here and will protect them, even with his dying breath. I stood watching them for long moments then crept to my room.
My quarters were illuminated by a lantern in the corner. In its soft light I saw Jean laying there waiting. The room was still fairly warm but I knew the air temperature would be colder before morning. I saw she was wearing a dark, possibly black bra and watching me. I sat on the edge of the bed, slowly removed my boots, then my jacket and pants. My guns I had dropped before sitting down, they would remain on the floor until I picked them up in the morning or until I needed them in the middle of the night. Down to my underwear, I lifted the covers and quickly slid underneath against her. We hadn't spoken yet and I knew from experience she was probably scared or at least apprehensive. I felt her stiffen, then relax while turning into my arms face lifted as my hand slid up her soft thigh to lay against the small of her back. I kissed her softly savoring her essence as my hand slid from upper back to lower thigh in a gentle stroking motion while tasted those sweet ruby lips.
"Girl, I'm glad you're here, I want you." I whispered.
"Baby I want you too." Jean had finally spoken, then added. "Corey wants you too."
"Let's not talk about her. Let me concentrate on you." I replied. And I did.
God her tits were so huge. They were like cantaloupes, and I buried my head between them as I held her tightly.
As her legs spread apart and my meat was finally entering her after a considerable amount of time in foreplay she whispered, “Thank you for saving my family."
"Hush," I whispered back.
She came four times to my twice. It was an experience I would never forget. Not that any of the others were lacking, just that she was so exquisitely beautiful, so perfect. I never imagined being with someone like her. You see girls like this in Playboy or other men's magazines or in the news on the arms of powerful men and leaders but not normally in the bed of an average guy.
Afterwards I held her close. As close as she could be held with those huge tits, which was still pretty close. They lay like bowling balls against my chest.
"I love you, Jay," she breathed into my ear.
"Baby you’re all that and I think I love you too but are you sure?" Suddenly I was scared. We had end of the world stuff going on and I was scared of a few words?
"Yes." I felt her lips smile as they rested against my neck. "I do. You fill my world almost more than my children do. I never thought I'd feel this way about a man. I can't stop thinking about you, and everything about you."
"You used to be married and you have two children." I said and felt her
nod.
"My first marriage was of convenience mostly, although I did love him. But hun. I love you with every part of me." She said. Well hell. Like that made it all simple.
"Okay and I think I love you too. But tomorrow you might be eaten. I'll be honest love. You're the sexiest women I've ever known. You’re all that. Hot with a capital ‘H’. It's just kind of weird hearing you say that."
"I'll prove it to you every day and if I get eaten my parts will come back still in love with you."
Okay that was serious.
"I'm not the marrying type."
"Oh maybe in a short time polygamy will be legal." I felt her laugh against me as she said that. The hard nubs of her nipples digging into my chest. I totally understood what she was saying. Wow.
"Uhm." was all I could manage.
"You're going to have to take care of all of us starting with my soldier sis in the morning. But go easy. She's a virgin with men."
"Uhm." I think my mind was shutting down because I was stuttering. She was much more open than I thought any girl would be. Virgin with men? Did that mean what I thought it meant?
"Kiss me and go to sleep. Man I love. Tomorrow comes in a few hours." I felt her tongue slip into my mouth after her last words and I tasted her sweetness again as her body lay half on top of me before drifting off to sleep.
*****
Chapter 14
DAY 7: 0800 ET
I woke up against softness. My right hand was laying across a large mound of taut flesh with my thumb slowly rubbing back and forth across its hard nipple in a subconscious manner. Holy Christ. My cock turned rock hard instantly as I remembered who I was with. The windows were slowly lightening with the dawn but that wasn't what interested me. I rolled over on top of her.
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