After Christa and Abby's little Web show anything is possible now.

Panting and sweating, Abby tried to collect herself after the second most thrilling thing ever happened to her. She needed water, she was scared to creep out to the kitchen in case Camille was waiting for her all serious like before and confront her about the very taboo thing she did.

But then again, it was really none of her mother's business what she did, she was 18 and could do pretty much whatever she wanted. She wasn't about to let some tired old woman tell her what she shouldn't be doing, at least not anymore. Abby grabbed her house coat, she had stripped her clothes during the Skype call. If Camille was out there wondering what she was up to she would do what Christa did and tell her off.

Even if she did suspect she had phone sex with Christa; which was highly unlikely, she would just laugh at her. She wasn't the girl she raised, that's for sure now. Out in the kitchen it was dark, Abby wasn't even sure what time it was. She poured herself a glass and added a few ice cubes. Before she went back to her room she swore she could see a red light coming through the window. It wasn't from a sniper rifle or anything like that but the recording of a camera, a drone meant to spy on the Stevens household.

For whatever reason, Abby decided to mess with them and open up her robe. She flashed the camera and even went about squeezing and pressing her boobs together. She covered herself back on and flipped the camera off.


Christa ran thoughtlessly into battle against what could be a horde of zombies breaking into their camp but instead..."Todd?"

Todd wasn't expecting her to be awake. "Shit! You were supposed to go gag her!", this was the woman Christa met before who congratulated her on her stupid bravery. Lisa. Christa forgot she wasn't wearing a shirt so felt more exposed than she already was. Ed was on the ground getting tied up. She pointed her gun at them, eager to stop this but ended up getting hit hard from behind.

She woke up feeling the blood rushing to her head. She was tied upside down, Ed was hanging beside her. "That ought to slow you down!", said Lisa. They stole every bit of weaponry and supplies she had including the tablet.

"I'm going to fucking kill you, Todd!", Christa was intimidating even when hanging upside down and bound. But Todd just shrugged it off and went with his new friends. Christa desperately tried to free her hands but the ropes were too tight. Ed was still unconscious. Neither were aware of a bloodthirsty mob coming their way; Lisa's team likely knew their loud presence would alert them and brought them right to their location.


Abby woke up to the Elaine camera crew in her bedroom, "Sorry, your door was left open", Elaine said sticking a mic in her face.

"What? What's going on?", Abby sat up in bed alarmed.

"You gave our cameras quite the show last night."

Abby wasn't sure what she was talking about. Elaine showed her on her tablet the moments she flashed the drone camera, "Shit..."

"You must have known we'd see this why else would you do it? Spur of the moment?"

"So, you're going to show that to everyone?", Abby sighed.

"I don't have much choice since you left me with nothing last night. I wanted to see you and your sister talk about her little incident but someone jammed the frequency."

"You just want ratings. You want drama."

"Yes. We work in TV. A sister relationship taken to the next level would be very hot right now and something tells me you two had a very intimate conversation last night."

"Think whatever you want, I'm so sick of this!"

"But what if I were to tell you we can let your sister go?"

Abby knew there had to be a catch, it was way too good to be true, "Yeah, right you'll follow us with your cameras and make it super weird."

"We won't make it weird. We'll make sure Christa is safe and reunite the two of you. All I ask for is that the two of you hug, talk and share a brief kiss."

"Ok...but wait, what kind of kiss?"

"Just on the cheek."

"I don't believe you."

"Abby, Ive worked in this industry a long time. Reality TV doesn't rely on plot, it's always gimmicks and thrills to shock viewers. It's all about the moment. In a month from now no one will even be talking about it, it will be over and we can all get on with our lives."

Abby thought about it, even if they did change a few things around in editing it wouldn't matter, everyone by now knew how crooked this show really was. She agreed but was warned that if she didn't make good on her promise she and Christa would be put into a pit full of zombies with no weapons to protect themselves. It would be game over.


"Ed!", Christa screamed in horror. Zombies ripped him apart. She swung back and forth to avoid getting grabbed, this could be it, but for whatever reason they were only after Ed. That's when she remembered the bite, maybe they thought of her as one of their own now or at least she hoped. The rope hanging her snapped and she fell front wards onto a bush, it hurt but could've ended up being fatal if she landed head first. She struggled to untie herself but it was no good and the undead were approaching her, sprinting. She knew this had to be it, no way out this time...

Shots fired, bullets sprayed down from the sky above, emlinating everything in front of Christa. A rope ladder dropped down. "MY HANDS ARE TIED, PRICKS!", a knife fell down on the ground next to her.


The next thing she knew she was cleaned up and offered outfits to wear for the live television broadcast. She didn't choose a dress, hadn't before so why now? Something told her this couldn't be it, the games weren't over, not this quickly. Instead of being in studio she was escorted outside where she suspected an ambush but instead saw Abby standing next to a tall tree and bench. She ran to her, holding her in her arms.

"Abby!"

"Christa!"

"This can't really be over."

"I made a deal."

"You what?", she took a moment to look at her excited but nervous face.

"They want us to kiss but on the cheek...nothing more."

Christa was skeptical, "I don't know."

"No one will remember it in a month or two."

"You're right."

"But about last night...I really liked it."

"Abby, no, they can hear us", she warned.

"I understand if we can never do it again or if we'll ever do the real thing but I really liked it."

Christa smirked, unable to control herself, "Me too."

They stood there just looking at each other for a moment, "I guess we should probably do it'", Abby laughed.

""Yeah...", Christa gently pressed her lips onto her cheek, Abby felt her whole face turning red. Christa thought that wasn't so bad, not like before in the dressing room. But this was short lived as something inside of Christa was brewing, a hunger that couldn't be satisfied. She lashed her tongue across Abby's face much to Abby and the camera crew's shock. Her tongue moved into her mouth, extending and wrestling with Abby's. Abby tightened her grip around Christa's waist. Christa had her hands sliding down the back of Abby's pants, "Sorry, I gotta!"

Abby gasped as her ass was squeezed by both of Christa's hands, it was making her as hot as the first time, it still surprised her, her jaw wide open. Elaine knew this was all gold but the network would want them to cut the feed soon for fear of losing some audiences. Christa nibbled on Abby's neck and earlobe, unable to control herself and Abby glad she couldn't.

"OK, ladies, I think that's enough!"

At first they weren't stopping, why would they? But Elaine became very insistent so Christa finished by giving Abby a smack on the ass. Both looked at Elaine and then the cameras. "Well, what a nice family reunion. Tell me now, ladies, what's next for you?"

Abby looked into the camera excitedly, "I'm going to Pacific Playland!"

It's not going to end that easy. Is Christa really off the hook? More soon!