Walking With The Dead

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Ten minutes later, Benji limped out of the back room with a crutch and a smile on his face. "Im alive!" He exclaimed.

"Ramonika, come." Dr. Surren motioned for Ramonika to come with her.

"I am not dog, do not treat me as such," she replied. She followed Dr. Surren into the back room, as she went, she smirked at Benji.

"Do you think Paul is going to let her stay here?" Carl asked quietly, making sure Ramonika wouldnt hear him.

"I have no idea baby," i answered, while i pulled him close to me and kissed the top of his head. Man, do i love him.

I whispered into his ear, "I cant wait until we get back to the apartment baby boy." I kissed his ear lobe, his cheek, then his neck, earning very soft moans from him. I have to admit, i was doing this in efforts to make Benji jealous. But also, i dont Carl to think i dont love him, i can't have Carl think he needs the attention of someone else. He mine. Carl needs to know that, and so does Benji.

"Stop.." Benji said quietly, "i get it, i wont interfere with your relationship. You guys are just so attractive, and im so lonely. . but ya know, whatever. I'll just stick to masturbating 6 times a day and cuddling my blanket."

That made me angry. Who does he think he is pushing that sob story on us?

"Do you need Carl and I here, Benji, or can you handle Ramonika on your own?" I asked.

"If she doesn't shoot me again, i will be just fine," hr replied flatly.

Nothing else needed to be said, Carl and i left, hand in hand.