All of a sudden what she and Tommi said comes to mind and you decide to start thinking the way they are, after all, control really is the most important thing, isn't it? It's the best way to survive. You keep kissing her while these thoughts race through your head, and she apparently doesn't notice your lack of interest as she presses her well-endowed body up against yours.
You're generally a nice guy, but what Grace and Tommi said hurts. And more importantly, it's kind of suicide. For you all to survive you've all got to chip in, and they obviously expect you to protect and take care of them without any help. It's extremely selfish at any rate, expecting you to do all the work for them to survive for an hour of nookie every night. So what's the best way to get them to start working? Nothing motivates like fear. A plan begins to form in your mind.
When you were scouting out the city you noticed a hardware shop about six blocks east from the hill you were standing on. You bet you can find some handy odds and ends there, and it's a great excuse for you to leave on your own for a long time while they guard the new "house". A great excuse for you to leave on your own for a REAL long time. Say, sixteen hours? Let's see how they feel about letting you do all the work after spending that amount of time with paranoia creeping up. In the meantime, Grace is still trying to reach your intestines with her tongue and you'll have to wait for daylight to leave.
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