As i walked along the cobblestone roadway towards the shower hut, with my pride and joy riding along on my back, i couldnt help but let go of some tension. The air was gently blowing against my face, keeping my ever growing shag out of my face. That felt nice, especially when its so hot outside. Carl weighed almost nothing on my back, and having him rest his head against my shoulders made me feel like, maybe things will be okay. It was a stress relieving feeling. The people around here were so at peace with their surroundings. That meantthat they were weak. If the walls came down right now, none of these people would make it.. apart from Pauls' men. Maybe i should suggest a training a camp kind of thing for them... Teach them hand to hand combat, how to load, shoot, unload, take apart, clean, and reassemble a gun. How to use house hold objects to take a person or walker down. Hunting, fishing, stuff that will help them survive.
"Adrian," Carl interrupted my thoughts.
"Yes Carl?" i whistled back.
Carl didnt answer me back, but he did push his crotch into my back. i know what he wanted.
"Oh you horny little boy," i whispered to him. I was just about at the shower hut, and it was a good thing too. I set my boyfriend down in front of the hut, and kissed him passionately. "Come on you," I said to him, and pulled him inside the hut. "Im going to make you scream."
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Walking With The Dead
Fanfiction*I DO NOT OWN OR CLAIM OWNERSHIP OF "THE WALKING DEAD" NOR DO I OWN OR CLAIM OWNERSHIP OF ANY CHARACTERS IN "THE WALKING DEAD* Note: This story contains boyxboy content.
