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Chapter 11 by Eastwood Eastwood

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I've never seen people die before ...

You noticed that Walter avoided the avenue. There was so much traffic that you could hear the horns in the distance. Two cars came in the opposite direction on the street you were on and one scraped past the side of Walter's car, tearing off the paint and the rear view mirror.

The man next to you started cursing and honking his horn, but the other car was already far away.

A few more minutes, you started to hear the screams… and see blood. A lot of blood. Walter had told you the truth: the zombies, from movies and books, were alive! In real life! You saw a man tear off a woman's jugular with the ease of biting gelatin. You closed your eyes and avoided looking every time.

Walter ran over a zombie, and the experience was hopeless, at least for you. You could hear the bones shattering under the tires.

Shit… shit, shit!

"We're nearly there" Walter said. "It is just ahead, the Military Base".

"Ok…"

You saw crowded cars. It seemed to be true. A helicopter flew over that neighborhood, but there seemed to be no base there. Walter got in the line of cars.

"Where's… the base?"

"I don't know," Walter snorted. "But I know something."

"What?"

“I know that everything in this world has a price, Kerry.”

"...What do you mean by that?"

“That nothing is free. You should know that”.

"..."

Walter slowly unbuttoned his pants and pulled the zipper down. You saw a white underwear before he revealed his semi-erect penis. The mixture of sensations was distressing. You were looking forward to that moment ... the moment to see a real penis and to be able to use one for your pleasure, but you didn't look forward to THIS moment, with THIS guy. You swallowed, your green eyes glazed over that cock. It must have been about six inches.

“Pay me with that little mouth, boy. That's all I ask for”.

You couldn't get out of the car, the doors were locked, and Walter's words sounded more like a threat than an invitation.

"A blowjob, that's all", he said again. "Or else, get out of the car, now."

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