Beth needs a tour guide

"Is he your friend?" I asked.

"Dougie? Yeah, why?" I grinned.

"Because that rifle isn't chambered, is on safety, and I can tell from the look of him he has no idea how to make it fire, at least not before I shoot you in the face and him in the chest. You'll both be dead long before I take your motorcycle and get out of the area before they come to eat your still-warm bodies."

"Dougie, leave the rifle alone." he said, his expression suddenly grim. He realized now why I'd let him fuck me, so I could be on top when it was all over with him exhausted below me; and me have the clearest shot for all three of them. I was far, far passed the point of being shocked at what men do to women. Dougie stepped back.

"Now that we are all playing nice, how about one of you "gentlemen" take me to the hospital." I stood up. My bare legs shaky. I realized that I'd be leaving my pants behind since I wasn't going to be able to hold a gun them and redress. I leveled the gun at Dougie as I made my way to the bike. I slung the rifle over my shoulder and put the pistol back in the holster. Letting the sling bear the weight, I kept them in sight as I backed up to the car. Inside was a loose skirt I'd packed. I tossed it on the ground and stepped into it, pulling it up with one hand. Last, i picked up the SAW and leveled it at them.

"You. What's your name?" I asked the man who just now starting to stand up, his filthy cock still semi-hard. He awkwardly stuffed it back in his jeans.

"Seth". He said. Now that he was standing, I could tell that if he'd wanted to, he could have easily overpowered me. 6'3 and well-muscled with closely cut hair and a layer of stubble. Probably a construction worker or something similar before it all went to Hell.

"Well Seth, lead the way." He looked over at the other two, and motioned with his head. They made their way back up the ramp. I saw them take the hidden spike strips and pile them into the burned out Volvo. I looked at him, and shook my head. "So this is how you survive? Preying on people entering the city?" He shrugged his shoulders.

"Only on Tuesdays and Thursdays. Business has been a lot slower lately. Only get a few a week now. We may have to join up with one of the bigger gangs. Trust me, you should be glad it was us that found you instead of them. We just wanted to get our dicks wet and steal your guns. You don't even want to know what they'd do to your tight little ass. Lets go."

He started to walk down the darkened street, leaving the other two behind. I didn't like that, but it would be easier to cover one than three. I sighed, and followed him down the darkened road.

It was only a couple of blocks before he stopped me. Three of them. Two males and a female. They shambled along, the virus complete. We waited until they wandered into a building before slipping down an alley. The glow from the still burning skyscrapers in the distance giving just enough light to see by. He popped his head out and motioned for me to follow. A small park sat in ruins before us. Half eaten corpses, burned out cars, and shambling figures in the darkness filled my vision. We silently made our way along the fenceline and down a side street.

He slid between two buildings as I covered the rear. Once out of view, he said "Alright. The hospital is at the other end of this alley. I haven't been to it in months, so I don't know who holds it, if anybody." I looked passed him. I was in uncharted territory here. He grinned. "Want to get laid one more time before you go? You'll probably be dead within the hour if you go out alone." He ran his hand up my smooth, white thigh and under my skirt.