"I know it's been hard on us. We had to get away from the horde," articulated Amber.
"It has been a long hard three days. I'm glad Joe didn't stop us for long periods of time," acknowledged Adam.
As the pair walked around the encampment, Amber spotted Shirley. They approached her, and she ordered, "I want you to help Dr. Parker out with the zombies, please."
"I don't want to," responded Shirley.
"Yes, you will," commanded Amber.
"Fine," huffed Shirley.
"Be glad that we were able to escape the zombies. I gave them you," retorted Amber.
After Amber took a step forward, she demanded, "You should start doing what you're told without a fuss."
While the women talked, Adam, Sheila, and Jack approached the two of them. Jack stared from one set of the breast to another pair. Soon Jack's eyes fell upon Sheila's breasts. His hands crept toward her and massaged the mounds.
"Boobies...," remarked Jack.
"Yes. Jack. They are breasts. Let them go and sit down," ordered Amber.
After Amber's stern words, they all sat down in the chairs that were set up except for Jack. Immediately Amber forced Jack into the chair. Instantly his hands grasped and fondled her breasts.
"Jack. Let go, or I'm going to hurt you," declared Amber.
Without delay, Jack's hands fell away from Amber's breasts. He planted his butt in the seat and said, "Okay... Sorry..."
After Jack sat down. Adam laughed at his childish, punished look, and remarked, "Should watch yourself, she can be stern."
"Yes... She is...," stated Jack, and they all laughed even Amber.
Soon as Amber sat down, she opened her jacket up. The sun slowly warmed her body. Amber leaned back with legs stretched out in front of her. Amber crossed her calves at the ankles. With a grin, she closed her sunglass-covered eyes.
"Jack... Stop...," demanded Amber.
Amber's hand tapped on his hand. A few moments later, Jack's hand withdrew. Instantly he grabbed hold of her top swiftly and dragged Amber toward him. As Amber fell in front of Jack, she squealed loudly. Suddenly he pounced on her plunging a hand inside the top. Jack pulled Amber's breast from the bra. Seconds later, his finger's manipulated a peak. Soon both hands invaded her shirt and manipulated the mounds. Without hesitation, Jack rolled Amber on her back and smiled. Instantaneously his fingers pulled the tank top over her flesh. His hands fondled her breasts. Jack squeezed the mounds raising his hands, trapping the peaks between his thumb and fingers. While his hips swayed on Amber, he repeated the manipulation of her breasts.
"Adam... Help me," requested Amber.
"Jack. Do you want me in on this?" asked Adam while he leaned forward.
Immediately Jack halted. His head turned toward Adam in slow motion as his eyes grew wider.
"No...," answered Jack.
"Then get off her and leave her alone," ordered Adam.
Jack watched as Amber placed the mounds inside the bra. After she rose from the ground, she pulled the tank down over the exposed white skin. Jack inched on the edge of the seat and licked his lips.
"Jack. No," said Adam sternly.
"What did I miss?" questioned Shirley while she walked up as everyone was situating their seats.
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Dead Before Sunrise: Amber's Story (18 +) Mature content (sample)
General FictionWARNING: For Mature Audiences. Explicit Content; Extreme/Graphic Violence; Contains scenes of a sexual nature; Obscene/Rapes; Upsetting; Disturbing; Offensives; Strong Language; Adult Situations. With one phone call from Melissa, Amber's sister, Am...