Integration into the Vault

“Am I talking to Mrs. Hunt? They are fine, I can assure you. I have a shelter, they are very happy here. I’ll put you on the line with them so you can see yourself.”

These women have obviously been through some shit, they thought the worst of me when they heard my voice and told them I had their daughter like I would ravish them and sodomize them or something… oh, wait. No, they were probably right to suspect the worst out of me. Still, who knows what other cannibal-ish, dog eat dog, and sadistic things other people were doing out there while I was busy in there acting out my favorite porn scenes with their daughters.

“Just one minute, I’ll get your daughters on the line.”

“Oh, thank goodness,” the more soft and high pitched voice which I assumed was Ms. Hunt said.

Elle and Amanda were in my room. They were in a 69 position naked. I held the radio’s mouth and watch them eat and lap at each other. They turned to me and smiled.

“Adam, we thought you never come,” Amanda said looking up from Elle’s cunt. “Do me first please.”

Uh oh. Well, this isn’t going to be good if their mothers paged them while they were busy eating each other out.

“Uh... Elle. Amanda. I have your mothers on the radio. They want to talk to you,” I said.

At that, they let go of each other’s embrace and sat up on the bed, still naked.

“Mom?” Elle said. They both looked relieved and excited.

“Yes. I suspect your mothers are both fanatically religious like you guys were, I mean still are sorta. But can you just tell that you are happy and not mention all the…”

Amanda nodded. “They wouldn’t understand we found God's love in here Adam. We understand.”

I sighed in relief.

“Okay here, just be honest with them, you don’t have to lie or anything, but I avoid mentioning all that sinful sodomy, lesbianism and other religiously taboo things you’ve been engaging in okay?”

Elle nodded and picked up the phone. Amanda hugged her head to the radio close to listen and spoke. “Mom?”

“Oh my god Amanda, I’ve been worried sick about you.”

“Is Elle with you?” Another voice spoke up.

“Yeah, I’m here,” Elle told her. After some conversation and Elle and Amanda both reassuring that their mothers that they fine and well taken care of and the vault was a much safer place than the mall, their Elle and Amanda’s mother both agreed to make their way to the vault.

We waited. I worried about their mother's arrival here, it must have been a zombie nightmare out there and who knows if they would even make it. I watched the outside surveillance cameras that showed a 360 view of my neighborhood, I could make out two women making their way to the house. They both had rifles on them, a couple of undead walked towards them, and they quickly took them down.

They made their way to the door of my shelter and rang.