Damien was the first to wake up. There was a lot on his mind as he woke up. The hot but tiny rays of the sun stealing through a space between the planks of the safehouse burnt against his face. He heard a sound beside him and turned. Ayisha. Lying naked next to him.
He was naked too. He quickly pulled a blanket on himself. He covered Ayisha too but stopped halfway. He couldn't take his eyes off her bare tits. He slowly tilted his head towards the left tit and sucked on its nipple for a while.
He couldn't believe that he really had her all to himself yesterday. Of course things like that was bound to happen, he knew. But he hadn't thought of it that his crush would make the first move. Twas a great feeling which he would cherish for a while.
Ayisha mumbled in her sleep, and moved. Damien wanted to move away but she wrapped her arms around his neck, unconsciously!
"You are awake, Damien?"
She asked in a small voice. Damien who still had her nipp
Walking down that path for a while, Damien noticed some big footprints in the damp soil. "This must be them."He was certain. He trailed the footprints to the foot of a large oak tree. He looked around and up ahead whether or not he would get another clue. "This can't be the end of the road. The cannibal must have found another route. If the footprints stop here... that means two things."He looked up the path and shook his head. "I don't think a cannibal is wise enough to mask his own footprints. Giving by what I saw, I don't think they are quite smart."He raised his head and saw the shape of a hand on a branch, highlighted in a stain of blood on the branch. "This must be it."Suddenly, he heard weird noise made in throttles and helped himself towards the direction. As he ran, he was reaching for his revolver. One thing he was damn sure of was that the noise weren't coming from the ladies. He saw a small cave and hid behind a tree. The noise was
"Where did you go when we were all bathing?"Claire called out Jada in the midst of the group. It's night and the ladies were gathered around fire outside the remains of the jet, their safehouse. "I went to take a shit. Or is a girl no longer entitled to her own privacy?"Jada retorted with no iota of respect. "Oh, she's talking back at me."Claire stood up tall now. She was ready to give them an interesting show. You could tell by the manner at which she squinted her eyes. "If for real you went to take a shit. Why then did you return covered in a smell of rotten eat and oil from meat."All eyes were now on Jada at Claire's accusation. But Jada wasn't ready to give herself up. "I don't know what you're talking about."Claire raised her voice this time,"Don't tell me you you're fucking with that loser just because of meat!""Wait!! Did I just hear someone say JUST BECAUSE OF MEAT?"Jada stood up tall now. She obviously wasn't having it. She was standing opposite Claire, across the
Damien flipped the system window. He didn't care about what points he had now. All he wanted to do was build a fence of traps around that square plain. That was his priority. After that, he could start thinking of building the real project as well as locking the cannibals in.He exchanged points for the CAPENTER skill at the proficient level. At the same time, he was sure to get the Lord of the hunts skill too. He knew that when he was done building the traps, he would be able to make up for the used points.Exchanging points for the proficient level of the CAPENTER skill unlocked new tools too. Like bigger saws, chain saws, a plain, basic barbed thick wires and several other necessary tools.Before he started work, he looked back at the safehouse. He didn't know what to do with Ayisha now. She must be having a hard time at that moment. That made him hate the cannibals more, and he felt like setting their camp on fire.But he knew that he couldn't act on
"What do you think he means by a price?" Laurette asked no one precisely. The ladies were gathered at the front of the gate, away from the ears of Damien. Ayisha also was with them. "Isn't it obvious, he wants to fuck all of us!" Claire shot bluntly. Jada was irritated at what she had just said. "And so fucking what? What if he wants to lie with us? Is he that bad? Or do you really think you're any better than us?" "Wait, bitch! Why do you always pick on me?" Claire was approaching Jada now. Jada snapped, "Maybe because you always talk before thinking!" "Wait... w-what what did this bitch just say?" Claire stuttered striding to Jada. Tendzel wanted to hold them back but Laurette called, "Let the both of them fight. Let's see who's stronger. They've been always like that!" The ladies left the two. Claire lunged at Jada, the former was taller. She slapped Jada in the face, two strikes! "You
"Stay behind me."Damien stepped forward as soon as the two cannibals revealed themselves. TWO, AT A TIME. ISN'T THIS A DEATH WISH?"We are dead."Claire called, shivering. "Let's run away."She urged the others who wanted to do as she'd instructed, but Damien shot. "Of course you can leave it you want your tits to end up in the jaws of these bastards."Though he wasn't sure if the cannibals would hurt the girls, yet he didn't want to take chances. He still didn't understand why the elder cannibal who kidnapped Ayisha didn't kill her but fondled her breasts instead. He had no idea yet but he would figure out soon. The cannibals took a fighting position as they advanced. One of them crouched like a restless panther, and the other bent forward, throwing its frame like it would charge anytime soon. Damien reached his hand to the back of his pant. He wanted to pull out the gun. He remembered that he had only three bullets left. Only two bullets would do. But then he remembered that h
"How many of you... how many... feels like this bastard is a little bit shady?"Claire started. Damien knew who she was referring to as being a bastard and shady. But also he knew that she wasn't in right mind. She was already tipsy. One thing he was wondering was, if she was way too sassy in her right mind, what would she look like drunk? I guess we are about to find out. "Why do you hate him so much? Did y'all ruin each other's nerves in your previous lives?"Jada came on. Not only Claire was drunk, but all the ladies were. Three of them were fast asleep, three staring lifelessly, and two bickering. All Damien would do was listen. He knew how to do that well. "I just h-hate him. He's too hshsjak for my liking?'"He's too what?"The two drunkards were trying to understand each other. Damien stood up and made to carry each of them inside. "Or do you like him, but hate to admit. And instead, you lash out hate?"
Damien woke up while the girls were still fast asleep. It was the birth of a new dawn. No idle clouds were seen making a scene in the sky. He looked around the room. It was too tiny. If he decided to start the real project, he would do nothing but wake them up. That would unfair. He remembered that they were dead drunk yesterday and their heads must be aching. IF WE ALL HAVE TO LEAVE TOGETHER, IT'S ABOUT TIME I STARTED WORKING ON THE REAL PROJECT.He thought to himself. It seemed like he was the one delaying it. But that wasn't really the case. He had been busy with couple of things lately. And to think of it, all the girls were now with him. He made sure to secure them in safely before leaving. There was no sense of threat around. He left for the woods. He flipped the window of the system out to reveal the points. "13,000 experience points."He was glad that his points was increasing. It felt like his achievements
"How could he even do that. How could he?"Claire was raving. The other girls were gathered around her. She was in the middle. "What's this about?"Laurette spoke up. "What isn't it about? He got us drunk yesterday and everyone of you is cool with that? None of you think he had an ulterior motive?""Maybe you're thinking too much?"Evelyn came on, but Claire wasn't going to give in. "Am I? Have you thought about it this way? Maybe I'm the only sane person here. Maybe the rest of you don't think. I do the thinking for you!!!!"Mira stepped forward. "What's the fuss about, Claire. I know you don't like him. But this is quite obvious. If he had ulterior motive and doesn't care about us, would he had left some meat for us and prepare that hangover soup? Wouldn't he had left us for dead?"Claire bursted out into a weird kind of laugh. The rest of the girls were stupefied. "Why wouldn't