I look at Claire. She's just standing there straight-faced. I can't read her. I turned around and climbed a hill to the top; Claire caught on and followed me.
"What are you doing?" She asked in a worried tone.
The words went over my head as I found a radio tower, I continued to hike to it for about a quarter-mile, and then looked down around the town. It was all busted in buildings, with no training facilities. No jailhouse.
There were a few pre-war brick buildings still standing. But it was otherwise mostly a shanty. A plaza area, a lot of double stories, caved-in buildings; a small 'park' area i'd guess. There was just, no way for them to train a fighting force here, or that matter, keep captives very long. They wouldn't have enough food for so many people. They might just be depending on the harvest and traders?
Claire grabbed my shoulder and spun me around. "Tell me what, are we doing!?" she demanded.
I looked at her with a defeated looked and said "We might be the bad guys." Saying it in a stern, as serious, tone of voice I could make.
I stumbled back down the hill with Claire and remounting the jeep. We drove back. The drive was a bit quiet but still uplifting. We reached the base, entered without issue, drove back into the parking spot without issue.
I went back to my room. I felt a bit depressed. My head was full of different thoughts. I stripped down to my birthday suit. Hard to keep my mind off of what we are or if we really were the good guys or the bad guys. I should return to the town for some recon at some time.
"Hey there? Need some comforting head rubs?" Claire asked as I noticed she was laying next to me in only her tank top and panties, noticing her tail swaying in a pattern with her mischievous smirk on, that fits her so well.
"Oh! You were having back problems, right? Let fix it!" She pushed onto me as she mounted my backside.
"Not right now! I'm just a bit tired." as I say that, I look up at the clock. It's only 7:42 pm. I feel Claire push her hand up my back in a rolling motion. I couldn't help but burst out with a gentle grunt as it felt so good! Before I could tell Claire that it was fine and it was enough; she had pulled her top off, then laid her chest on my back before pulling her panties off, and then straddle back onto my thighs.
"C.Claire!? What are you doing?" I gave a sharp tone in pure confusion, not anger or of demand.
Claire responded with her huffy tomboy tone, "Pfff, this is how we got the knot out last time remember? So, lay there and let me help you!" She demanded in a kind of frustrated tone.
Claire pushed down on my left hip and pulled up with my right shoulder. Nothing was happening, but I grunt in pain as she makes it feel worse. I couldn't help but feel overly surprised and calm right after this; as I worried to not do anything that could make things weird. But, I couldn't help but have to say something. "C.Claire, you're tickling my thighs." I then make a more aggressive comment "you haven't bathed yet, huh."
She huffed and rolled the center pillars between my spine with her hands, loosening me up, making me actually give a moan to my pillow. "Shut up~ it's a pain, who cares. I also only take showers in the morning. Now,-" She then gave a rough tone of voice as if working at something hard, "-RELAX YOUR BACK!"
Claire grabbed my shoulder again, and placed a hand on my hip, pulling my shoulder back, and my hip forward, causing a loud audible *POP* followed by four smaller pops, feeling Claire's pubes push against my butt cheeks. I went dumb for a second as Claire let me go, flopping back on the bed.
"Ahhuuu~ Ya, that helped a lot!" I thanked Claire as she gently massaged my back with her fingertips.
"Good, are you done being mopey now?" She asked in the same irritated tone.
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FALLOUT: Sievert - Vol.2: Threshold
Science FictionThe continuation of our main character's journey from the previous volume! Here, Lynnette looks to make a decision and gauge things herself whether what she is doing is right or not. She looks forward and marches in that direction to her goal with...