The last survivor of Brittney and Erin's group.

Slowly you work your way down the street, it's not an easy task trying to carry Erin and calm her sister Brittney at the same time. Brittney has become almost useless now as she has broken down to sobbing. You decide it's best to stop and rest for a minute. Carefully you lay Erin on a patch of grass that is on the side of the city street. You're almost certain that the grass lawn is man-made in this city of concrete. After making sure Erin's vital signs are OK, you attend to Brittney. She is sitting on the ground with her knees hugged to her chest with her face buried in her hands. You lower yourself into a kneeling position in front of her. You reach out and pull her hands away from her face so she can see you.

"Listen, I didn't ask for this either. Do you think I wanted to be the only sane person left on this Earth?!" you tell her, anger now building in you. "Get a hold of yourself, look at your sister! She needs you to be strong for her. We're going to make it through this one way or another and it will be a lot easier if we can work together."

She wipes a tear away from her face and turns to look at her still **** sister. With a sigh she manages to get to her feet, before throwing her arms around you and giving you a big hug. Even with things as bad as they are the feeling of Brittney's heavy breasts pressed against you body makes cock stir. She whispers a word of thanks in your ear before moving away. Immediately she drops to her knees at Erin's side and begins to do everything in her power to revive her sibling. You decide to leave the two alone for a minute and check your area for anything that will be of any use to you.

" I am not going far and I'll be back in a minute," you tell Brittney before taking your walk.

You return several minutes later with a couple items that might come in handy later. While you were out you managed to find a sporting goods store, from there you took a backpack, a couple of flashlights, 3 sleeping bags, an assortment of packaged survival foods and a pair of two way walky-talkies. You take a minute to study the curves of Brittney's body while she remains bent over the petite redhead, Erin. You wonder if they really are sisters, they don't have any tell-tale similarities that many siblings share. Brittney turns her head in your direction and she gasps in fear. You notice she is looking past you, but as you turn you're struck by a hard object that sends you to the ground.

Grabbing your jaw where you were hit you look up to see a large black man with a shotgun. He glares down at you with the gun pointed in your face. Brittney is screaming for the man to stop, it appears she knows him.