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  Her body had a little extra meat to it, but she still had a sex appeal in my opinion. Part of it was due to her clothing choices. She was wearing a very short black skirt not capable of fully concealing her white panties and a used-to-be white blouse buttoned up tight against her matching bra. I remember Riley fastening up the top for the girl while she was sleeping.

  I tried to get more information regarding what she was calling the zombie flu. Maybe it was a new outbreak that I had not yet seen. From her limited knowledge I was unable to tell. Her lack of interest continuously cut the conversation short. Seiko declared that she was done searching for friends and relatives. She just wanted a safe place to stay until she also came down with a virus or died from a gunshot wound. I finally gave up questioning her for the time being.

  Alexa had prescribed the right dosage for this pain this time. It took the edge off without causing Seiko to pass out. The girls decided it was a good time to teach Camilla and Seiko their favorite card game, Castles and Catapults. The five of them sat around the large poker table for an hour laughing as they constantly stole each other's gold, forming alliances only to shatter them later in the game.

  I took the opportunity to scope out the property from the attic to see if there was anything important being missed by the cameras. The area looked pretty much the same, occasional wandering animals and flocks of birds. No sign of the two infected women out back, or our new neighbors. The house next door was far enough away that they could be pitching horseshoes in the backyard and I wouldn't know it. Except for the sound. That was one of the biggest differences since most of mankind died off. All the white noise of traffic and machinery was absent, leaving an eerie silence that only the breeze and crickets wanted to break.

  I was completely covered in sweat from the heat in the attic when I went back downstairs. I checked the security monitor once again before heading to my room for a change of clothes. I could use another Riley sponge bath. The thought brought back the memory of her face as she gave me pleasure, calling me master. I was growing much fonder of that girl than I had ever thought possible.

  The sound of footsteps coming up from the basement caught my attention and I decided to wait to see who it was. Riley? I was a little hopeful. I needed to tell her how much I appreciated her. But, no. It was Camilla.

  "Is the card game over?" I asked.

  "The first one. They kicked me out of the group before playing the next one." Though it was not quite a tantrum, I could see that she was not happy with being excluded from the group.

  "Oh? Why is that?"

  "Bickering, they said. I thought I was just accenting the game play like they were, but apparently I'm still in the doghouse, so to speak."

  "Well, it will take some time," I replied. "And some considerable effort on your part."

  "I know. I will honestly try. Hey, it was good to see Corinne and the others. Having them nearby will help my peace of mind. So, is there anything I can do for you?"

  Every conversation that Camilla had with me in the past seemed to end up with sexual content. I wondered if she was already trying to get back at it. "Like what?"

  "Anything," she answered with a shrug of her shoulders. "I don't mean sex. I realize that is off the table for a while. Plus, I understand that Riley just took care of that department this morning. The girls were trying to give her a hard time about it, but you know Riley. She did her best not to let it bother her. It wasn't until Jada started making slurping noises that she finally blushed. Hey, can I ask you a favor?"

  "A favor? Do you feel like I owe you one?"

  "No, I don't. But I'd like to ask anyway. Can you please not take Seiko to bed before me? That would just crush my confidence completely."

  "I don't know that I'll ever have that kind of relationship with the new girl. I can't make promises, but that sounds like an easy accommodation."

  "You say that now, but you may feel different when she comes for you. I get the impression that she likes sex a lot. Her philosophy of party today because we might die tomorrow makes me believe that she's going to want some of that lovin' that you have been sharing with Alexa and Jada. They speak very highly of your love making, by the way. And, apparently it is known that you also are into Asian girls."

  "Really? Who said that?"

  "Your wife. That is what Alexa calls herself, anyway. And she seems to pick up on what other people are thinking extremely well. Why is she allowed to use her gift all the time and I'm never allowed to use mine?"

  "I don't know what you are talking about." I remember her picking up on Alexa’s special talent when I was relying on her during the neighbors’ visit. It would be hard to deny it now, but I wasn’t going to provide more information that I deemed necessary.

  "I am sure that you do. And, I believe that you can see my point."

  "If Alexa is 'reading the room' it is not done maliciously. Your gift can only be used that way."

  "Sounds like a loophole in favor of your favorite woman."

  "It is not. Speaking of gifts, though. Do you know if Seiko has any special talents?"

  "I do not, but I wouldn't be surprised. I'm sure your wife will know. After all, she knows everything." With that Camilla sauntered off to her bedroom.

  I watched her walk away a little unsure of how I felt about her. Initially, I found her very attractive. Then, her personality got in the way and she practically became ugly to me. I had difficulty separating physical appearance from personality traits after getting to know someone. Now, however, her softer side was coming out. Maybe one day I would trust her again. I could not absolutely rule out a bedroom encounter with her sometime in the distant future .

  CHAPTER TEN:

  I called everyone together for an evening meal. It seemed to me to be a great opportunity for us to spend some time socially while peppering in some planning and instructions for the next couple of days. It was easy to keep everyone on the same page when it was just me, Alexa, Jada and Riley. The addition of Camilla and Seiko changed things up quite a bit.

  Camilla was still having some difficulty adjusting to our way of life as well as her lowly position in our clan. Things had to be practically spelled out for her at times. 'Don't use your confusion ability on your friends. Help out around the house. Don't wait for someone to ask you to contribute. Refrain from touching anything that does not belong to you unless it has been designated as clan use, such as the dishes. Stop complaining.' Other than that, she was fine. Except that we didn't fully trust her.

  Seiko's method of operation was completely different. She had no ambition, no desire to make enemies, and a lucky-go-happy personality. Whenever she made a mistake she apologized immediately and didn't even bother to wait to see if she was forgiven. She simply didn't care. Be her friend, or don't, it didn't matter. Her weaknesses were much easier to overlook because of it.

  The addition of electricity gave everyone an overall feeling like castaways having been rescued. It was hard to be in a bad mood when the lights were finally working. We even ran the air conditioner for a couple hours in the mid-afternoon. The temperature in the basement had dropped to a wonderful seventy-seven degrees when we all descended the steps after dinner. The lower level of the house had become our late day hangout due to the temperature difference. Most mornings, the main floor was tolerable for breakfast and planning the day.

  I found a cell phone lying in a kitchen drawer that I was able to get charged. There was no phone service, duh, but it had an app for the security system that worked through the wi-fi equipment. It took some doing, but I was finally able to get it functioning. That enabled me to keep an eye on the security cameras from anywhere in the house. What a difference that made. The smaller screen required periodic scrolling, but it gave you a sense of security without having to have someone constantly posted in the kitchen.

  We had boarded up the house significantly for most purposes. Even a hoard of skanks wouldn’t be able to get in before we could take defensive measures. An intelligent
survivor with a crowbar? Yeah, we might not hear that before they entered the building. All they would have to do then was take one our women hostage and we would be at their mercy. Checking the camera feed regularly eliminated all worries about intrusion.

  There was some mild entertainment value to following the goings on outside as well. The cameras picked up the movements of animals and the zombie-esque humans as they searched for their next meal. Occasionally, I would watch long enough to determine that no one turned out to be an immune instead.

  I declared to my group that we were due for some partying. The house was safe from invasion for the time being. Our meeting with John's clan was set for tomorrow. That had raised our spirits much more than I had anticipated. Our bellies were full. It was time to relax and get to know the new women in a relaxed atmosphere.

  I tried to tend bar, but Riley wouldn't have it. She insisted that I take my choice of stool at the counter while she poured everyone's drinks. She didn't know how to fix all the fancy cocktails, but she informed us that she was willing to take instructions so she could get everyone exactly what they wanted. Assuming that the ingredients were in stock.

  The huge L-shaped bar was constructed of fine materials. There was even a padded cushion around the edge for your elbows. The shiny brass foot rail I would never have expected to see in a non-commercial environment. What liquor wasn’t visible on the glass shelves built onto the wall was likely in one of the cabinets underneath. There was also a comprehensive inventory of mixers. Unfortunately, all the fruit juice had gone bad. That would be difficult to replace with current world conditions.

  I selected a whiskey sour for my first beverage. I wasn’t sure how it was made, But Riley assured me that she had what she needed. I smiled as the thin brunette scurried around behind the bar to mix my drink quickly. If I had met her before the world had gone to shit, I would have considered her the perfect candidate as a mate. Who wouldn’t?

  Alexa and Camilla both asked for Moscato, which seemed to give them something in common to help them bond. The sweet wine had several bottles in stock, and only required pouring into a respectable wine glass. I remembered the outrage when I once poured wine into a red plastic cup for a rich girl at an outdoor party. Yes, there were glasses available, but I thought it was acceptable to drink everything out of a cup if you were outside.

  Jada talked Seiko and Riley into tequila shots knowing full well that she could easily out drink both of them. I noticed that Riley's shot glass was barely half full when she downed it. She knew her limitations and preferred not to lose control. In this type of setting she certainly jumped up to the top of my list of reliable women due to her focus and discipline.

  I put on some music using the wi-fi speakers and Seiko began dancing immediately. Despite the group's laughter from her awkward out of rhythm dance moves, she kept going, even demanding a second tequila shot. I watched as Riley filled the Asian girl's glass half full of bottled water before topping if off with tequila. Jada's shot was straight liquor, though. I noticed that Riley refrained from having a second drink herself.

  Jada soon joined Seiko on the dance floor and demonstrated how to properly bounce a sexy ass to the beat. The liquor must have been subduing her hip pain, because she looked damn good. It wasn't long before Camilla and Alexa were both moving to the music with their wine glasses in their hand. I had another whiskey sour as I watched, then switched to a cold beer which I had not had in many months. Refrigeration rocks! I was feeling quite mellow when Jada approached with her seductive smile.

  "Mason?" she said like it was a question. I could see by her eyes that she was about half drunk already. She looked like she was about to go into horny beast mode. "I need you to dance with me."

  I let her guide me to the middle of the room while I was sure everyone else was paying close attention. I sat my beer on the foosball table so I could place my hands on her hips as she grinded against me with her tight ass. When she placed her hands on the floor, I took the hint and began to rub my crotch against hers, doing my best to keep with the rhythm. There was a fine line in my opinion between lewd dancing and dry humping. I did my best not to cross it, though it wasn’t easy. My drinks had loosened me up to the point where setting a good example had slid quickly down my list of priorities.

  After a few seconds of laughter from the others Jada returned upright and spun around to kiss me on the lips, all while keeping with the beat. Then we were dancing face to face up close, her arms around my shoulders. By the time the song ended, I was more than aroused. But the party had just started, so I excused myself to calm down and finish my beer at the bar.

  My next dance was a few songs later. It was with my wife, Alexa. A romantic slow song came on and we allowed our movement to keep us focused on each other. She told me how happy she was, never believing before that she could ever find a man like me. I told her that I felt the same way, leaving out the part about living the harem dream. She knew how I felt about that part. What guy wouldn't be delighted with my living conditions?

  It wasn't until the song was almost over that I noticed Jada and Seiko in a slow dance of their own, even sharing a brief kiss or two. Riley was watching both couples with a smile. Camilla, however, had tears rolling down her face. I thought at first that maybe she had gotten emotional due to the display of affection, but I was only half right. She was watching intently but feeling left out. And it was understandably so.

  Something about Camilla struck me just then, and it wasn't her confusion ability in use. I believe that I saw things more clearly. The poor girl had gotten off on the wrong foot with our group, having come in with unrealistic expectations. Some of those problems came from personality flaws, but others were simply due to an ignorance regarding my way of doing things. If I had taken the time to get to know her better, I may have been less harsh.

  Alexa picked up quickly on my distraction and turned toward Camilla with the most compassionate expression she had given the girl since her arrival. Sensing the bronze skinned beauty's emotions made her begin crying as well. I felt like I should go to Camilla. I couldn't really say that I was sorry for things that I said or did, but I was sorry for how poorly things had gone for her so far. I wanted to extend an olive branch, so to speak. Maybe open the door for a better connection. My wife no doubt knew what I was thinking when she turned back to me and nodded.

  Camilla perked up when she saw me coming toward her, hurriedly brushing the moisture from her face. "I'm sorry for putting a damper on your party," she said.

  "It's okay," I replied. "I know things have not gone well for you in our group so far. I wished that our first few days together had gone much differently. But I can't change the past. However, I do believe that there is still a place for you here. We'll just have to take it slow."

  Another slow song came on, this one being one of Camilla's favorites she said. I could tell that she was both surprised and delighted when I placed my one hand in hers and the other on her soft hip. We danced close without pressing into each other for most of the song. More tears appeared, but this time with a smile on her face. Before the song was over her head was on my shoulder and she was holding me tight, but not at all in a sexual way. My effort to comfort her was well received and appreciated.

  After the dance I turned around again to see everyone staring at me. Seiko was smiling, but she didn't fully understand the situation. Jada gave a supportive nod, which I was very happy to see. Alexa was in tears because of the overwhelming amount of emotion that she was picking up from the room. Only Riley was not giving a display of approval. When I made eye contact with her, she immediately lowered her gaze, then started tidying the bar.

  Before I could go to Riley to attempt to clear up any misunderstanding, Jada had pulled me to the pool table and explained to Seiko and Camilla the rules of the game. Surprisingly, neither of them had ever shot pool before in their lives. Jada teamed up with Seiko to take on me and Camilla, which only continued to improve the bond that I was forming with
her. However, it would surely place a bigger wedge between me and Riley. I couldn't allow that to last for long.

  After single-handedly winning the game, hell I didn't even try to disguise my superior skill, I handed my cue to Alexa to take my place. Riley saw me coming but couldn't run away because she was pinned behind the L-shaped bar. When she turned away, I didn't let it stop me. Instead, I pressed my chest to her narrow back and placed my arms around her stomach. The contact jolted her momentarily, but she didn't resist.

  "Is there something I can get for you, Mason?"

  "Yes."

  "And what is that, exactly?"

  "Forgiveness," I whispered into her shoulder.

  "You don't need forgiveness from me. I am not offended.” Her natural lack of emotional display may have convinced many people that her statement was true. It would have swayed me as well, early in our relationship. But not now.

  "Well, that's not the feeling I'm picking up on. If there is no offense, please tell me what you are feeling." I rested my chin on her shoulder as I spoke and awaited her reply.

  "I'm fine," she said tight lipped as she washed my whiskey glass and placed it on a rack for air drying.

  "I won't stop asking until you tell me, Riley."

  "I'm fine, really," she replied still unconvincingly.

  I pulled her body tighter to mine and place my lips to her ear. I felt her body stiffen up. Alexa had been right all along. Riley had grown incredibly fond of me while under the guise of just being an ultra-supportive clan member. I had nearly missed it until the amazing blowjob. Her body's response as I held her tight said even more.

  "Do I have to order you to tell me?" I whispered against her ear lobe. If pulling the ‘master’ card worked in this occasion I would have to remember to retain it for when it was absolutely necessary.