Carol And Daryl watch as the zombies pass along the prison wall. Carol always had a thing for him as soon as her daughter died. She remeberd the laughter of her daughter. The quiet, soft laughter. She wipes tears from her eyes and sniffles. Daryl looks at Carol. "Are you okay?" He asks. Carols smiles threw her pain. "Yes, I'm fine". Daryl looks back at the zombies and remebers. Every night, he always dreamed of what he could do to her. He thought of what he breasts would look like and her body. He was such in a dream that he didnt realize the erection he had growing. Carol turned to look at him and see the erection. She gasps softly and smiles. She gets on her knees and swings her leg over daryls legs. She sits on his lap and Daryl got out of his dream and looked down at the shy but frisky Carol grabbing his Penis. She kisses him and starts moving her hand. He doesnt struggle. He unbuttons her brown blouse and throws it to the side. He grabs her breasts and rip the bra off with a slight moan from Carol. Carol gets up and unbuttons her pants. Daryl helping. Carol pulls her pants down and falls back on her knees. She scoots over and sits on him. They both moan in sync and before they could realize. They were being watched. By Carl.