I am getting ready to bite that girl if she doesn't stop! She is irritating the crap out of me! We need to go, there are walkers closing in and she has to go off on her own! I know where she went, why is she so damn pigheaded! "BETH! WE NEED TO GO NOW!" There's no answer. Maybe she can't hear me … no, she can hear me, she's ignoring me! I stomp off towards the house she went into and go inside. I walk through the den and into the kitchen; she is bent over in the pantry and is throwing things into a bag. She misses and a can comes skidding to my feet. I kneel down and look at it. "What's stake?" I ask, startling her.

She stands up too fast and bumps her head. She turns and glares at me. "It's fake meat, textured vegetable protein. It's stuff I can eat." She rubs the top of her head. "You need to warn a body when you decide to come stomping inside."

"There are walkers heading this way, we need to go." I lean over and dump the can into her bag. I notice that there's baby food, wipes and diapers piled up in there with her stuff. I pull the empty duffel off the counter and exchange it for her bag.

"Thanks," she mumbles and keeps loading the bag.

She stands up and starts loading oatmeal, cereal and other things into the bag as I begin to look around. The house is in pretty descent shape meaning the owners only left quite recently. I walk over and kneel, pulling the lower cabinets open.

"Did you see all this soup in here?" I ask.

"Yea, I was going to use the larger duffel for it."

"Yea, but you need that food more than we do. Get what you need and let me worry about us for a change."
"Not going to happen."

"Fine, I'll go see if there's another duffel bag around here."

"I found that one in the hall closet."

I walk through the den and down to the first bedroom … a little boy's room. There are all sorts of cartoon characters hanging on the walls and cars piled up everywhere. I laugh softly and look around, seeing if there's anything Carl might be interested in. When I find nothing, I pick up a lonesome looking teddy bear and stick it under my arm.

I go to the next bedroom … a teenage girl's room. I look up to see Beth coming towards me and hold my hand out. "I think this is more to your liking."

She pokes her head in and lets out a small laugh before walking in. "This room is so cool, I wish my room had been like this."

"Why don't I let you look around," I smile and go to the next room … another teen girl's room. "Try next door when you're done in there."

Shaking my head, I enter the room at the end … the master. I look around and see a photo of the family on the dresser. The dad was a soldier, mom looks like the soccer mom type, the two girls remind me of Beth and the boy reminds me of Carl when he was younger. I look around the room, opening both closets and find nothing. Stepping into one, I find several shirts and t-shirts in my size so I grab them. I also find several pairs of jeans and a pair of cargo pants, along with some boots and sneakers.

I find a small suitcase and load my finds in there. I go out of the bedroom and walk down the hall. I look in and see Beth sitting in the middle of the first bed, tears rolling down her cheeks. Setting the suitcase down, I walk in and sit beside her. I pull her into my arms and let her tears fall against my shirt. She slides her arms around me and holds me tight. I can tell that being in here is getting to her, reminding her of a life she once had. "Find anything?"
"Books I like, clothes I can wear. This is my perfect room."

"Maybe sometime we can come back here and let you breathe a little."

"I can't think about that or I will definitely lose it."

"Why don't you bring some things with you?"

"I will, I just have to decide what I want."
"Did you go in the other room?"
"Yea, she's not my type."
"Meaning?"

"She's … I'm lying, she is my type more than this. The other sister has the clothes I want but there is no way daddy would let me wear them."

"Why, not conservative enough?"

"Yep."

My curiosity is now peaked immensely. "Go put something on for me." She looks at me with this look of unbelief on her face. "I mean it, I want to see what the real Beth would dress like if she could."

She gets up and goes into the other room. I lean back on the bed, waiting on her. I hear the rustling of clothes and she reappears. My heart and stomach hit my groin at the same time … damn she looks amazing … a tattered t-shirt, ripped skintight jeans and sneakers. I sit up to hide my arousal and look her over.

"Well?"
"You look so damn hot. I will do anything if you keep those clothes."

"Want to see something else or do we not have time?"

I rise and walk to the window, acting like I'm looking outside as I covertly adjust myself. "We're good, seems as though they either went another direction or something got their attention. We're fine for now."

I turn around, and I almost lose it then and there. She is wearing a red plaid lace-up dress with knee high latex boots with platform heels. The dress is accentuating all her curves and makes her breasts more fuller. "Damn." I run my hand over my face as I walk over to her. "Damn, just damn." I graze my hands over her hips. "You look like something out of a dirty school girl magazine."

"You like it then?"

"It's very hard right now to not take you."

"Oh, you like it hard huh." She's teasing me. "Have a seat and hold on then." I run my hand over my face and sit down. What the hell is she playing at? I sit there, lost in the thought of untying her laces with my teeth and fantasizing that I don't hear her come back in. "Hey lover boy, what do you think about this? Maybe this is more to the fantasy you're running in your head." I look over and that's all it takes. She's wearing a lace-up bustier and a red plaid mini skirt with those damn platform boots. She swaggers in and grins. "You want it, come and get it … all for you lover boy."

"Bring it over here because I can't stand without it hurting, lover girl."

She swaggers over and leans over where I can see down the bustier. There is a wrapped condom between her breasts as she clicks her tongue on her teeth. "All for you, wrapped in a neat little package for you to undo."

I reach my hand up and pull the condom out, feeling the smooth skin of her breast in my hand. I lay it beside me and grin. "You know it won't help, right?"

"Oh that's right I forgot." She reaches down and begins to unbutton my jeans. She pulls the zipper down and runs her hand over my swollen hard cock. I lift my hips and slide my pants off as she straddles my lap.

I put my hands up her skirt, realizing she has no panties on. I wiggle my eyebrows at her as I pull down atop me. She moans as I pierce her warmth and hold onto her hips. "You are such a naughty little girl, Beth. What am I going to do with you?"

"Screw my brains out," she moans and runs her hands over the bustier before looking down at me, "or would you rather I screw yours out."

"Either way is fine with me, though you on top in this outfit reminds me of a naughty school girl fetish I have."

"I am keeping this outfit then for late nights," she purrs as she leans her head over.

She pulls me into a bruising kiss and I let a moan escape my lips for her pleasure. I put my hands on her bare hips as she starts rocking me HARD. She places kisses on my cheeks before dragging her tongue down my neck. I feel her hands unbuttoning my shirt and pushing it open. She licks the sensitive part of my neck, causing me to tighten my grip on her. She leans further down, licking my chest and nipping my skin with her teeth.

"Damn Beth, what has you so turned on?"

"You lover." She lifts her face to look at me. She runs her hands over my chest, as I playfully smack her ass. "Oh honey, you are so naughty."

I bring a hand up and barely unlace the bustier as I run my tongue between the valley of her breasts. She moans as her back arches, bucking her hips harder against mine. My hands go on her ass and I grind into her.

I push her down onto the bed and begin thrusting in and out of her, hearing the springs on the bed squeal with her. She moans and arches into me as I peel one breast free to suckle her nipple. She moans loud underneath me before crashing in her own climax. The hot wet of her core pulls me in and I moan out as I strain, filling her up with my seed. She is too much for this old wolf sometimes.

I look down at her as she pulls me into a kiss. Our tongues tangle as I hold her to me. She is mine, and I am hers. "Damn, you are keeping this right?"

"I think I will keep them all," she breathes, blowing hair from her face. "If this outfit does this to you, I wonder what the other one will do."
"Other one?"

"You'll find out … later. Love you."
"Love you."