You've Got The Right Idea, But You Haven't Taken It Far Enough.

"Ok, it's like this Alex," Jennifer begins, "You had the right idea, but you didn't take it far enough. You stockpiled and blocked off your own apartment, but I and the downstairs neighbors have gone and done that to the entire property, and more than that, not just our apartments but the front yard, the parking lot, the empty lot next door, and our neighbor's house too. (They helped a lot.) Before the net went down and the power went out just a bit ago we were archiving everything we could get, technical data, scientific journals, you name it, and printing out the critical stuff. Once we get generators running to power the computers again we'll have about 3000% more scientific knowledge than the average survivor colony. Aaaand, then there's you." Jennifer says, clearing her throat.

"You haven't come out for a day and a half while we did all that, and we know you've got a lot of resources in here that could be a real help, and the others are starting to get kinda paranoid 'in this battle for survival there can be no bystanders' kind of thinking. But, thing is, I don't think you're a bad guy, just a little scared and not expecting everyone else to pull together this fast," She suddenly looks very sad.

"What you definitely weren't expecting, is that I would get a text from my brother yesterday saying that mom and dad had turned and he got bit putting them down. My other brother and my kid sister are on their way here but half my family is dead, and I've worked myself to exhaustion putting up barricades to keep the zombies out for now. Right now I need three things from you Alex, I need you to promise to join the enclave, really join, share and participate and stuff: I need you to guard me while I sleep so my brother and little sister have someone to vouch for them if they make it: and I need you to fuck me till I cum so I can sleep because an orgasm is the only thing that's going to relieve enough stress to let me nod off at this point." Jennifer says, her face a warring mess of emotions that you have no hope of reading.

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