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"Sir, there's a little girl. But...yes, sir."
The ink-black night sky above fell down upon the bright headlights of the ambulance some distance behind them. The mounted flashlight beam pointed directly at Sarah and her father Joel, who was cradling her incapacitated body in his weary but protective arms.
Was it just her imagination, or was the glare of the flashlight trained mostly on her?
Daddy?
"Listen, buddy, we've just been through hell. Okay, we just need-"
The rattle of the rifleman's hands meant that he was shouldering his rifle to take aim at both her and her dad. Oh God, she was either going to die in her father's arms, or the most important person in her entire life was going to be taken from her by a nameless, faceless flash of light, and there was nothing Sarah could do about it.
Oh. No. He's going to shoot us. He's going to ki-
They dropped, sprawling onto the ground. Loud bangs. A cloud of dust. Surprisingly, the first thought in Sarah's mind was mostly about the smell of fresh earth underneath her, which was at least refreshing after having a nose full of burning gasoline and flesh from their ordeal over the past hour. Then she returned to the present moment and looked back to her father.
Are we shot? Are we going to die here? Oh no, he's coming this way. Did Daddy just fall? I have t-
"Please, don't."
Please don't. Daddy don't die. Don't get killed.
Please don't.
CRACK
The soldier in front of her collapsed into a heap of flesh. Uncle Tommy was back! Everything was going to be alright!
"Daddy? Dad! Uncle Tommy saved us, h-"
Daddy?
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20 Years Later,
Summer
"Daddy?" Sarah startled awake. The afternoon rays of the setting sun warmed only her skin. She found no solace with the sunlight, nor with the female companion pressed up against Sarah's body.
They had barely gotten the blanket up to their knees before passing out in the early morning. The bed was grimy but not smelly, and seemed clean enough to fuck off on after a quick brushing off of the residue left by the previous users. Not bothering to cover her partner's partially undressed body with the duvet, Sarah got up and went straight for the bottle.
"How was your sleep, Sarah?" the woman in her bed asked, as soon as she felt the absence of Sarah's weight and warmth.
Sarah exhaled inaudibly. "It was alright. Been more looking forward to having some of this stuff for when I woke up, though, Tess."
Tess sat up on one haunch, and noted the state of undress she was in. "Ha, jeez, sorry I was such a crappy lay."
Sarah grinned: "I think we were both too out of it to go all the way. You'll have to forgive me this time too."
A calm silence wafted throughout the room. They both felt the nice contrast of the warm rays of sunlight and the cool air seeping in between the window panes. Summer may have arrived, but the vestiges of the Boston spring were still felt.
For years the two women enjoyed the comfortable silence they shared, holed up in whichever safehouse they needed to crash in due to a job requiring them to be at different parts of the city. Today they were to take it easy and cash in some ration cards near the harbour in the quarantine zone for some processed, junk food as a treat for a particularly eventful haul.
"So, I heard Marlene has our guns."
Tess continued with her revelation, "That dickhead...What'shisface...gave them to her to keep his teeth; they shot him in the back of the head anyway for his terrible track record of being a...human being."
Sarah almost brought the bottle to her lips, but closed her lips into a smile and handed the liqueur to Tess instead.
"Ha, you always know how to put me in a good mood, Tess," Sarah chuckled. Tess took a swig of the liquid drug, and grimaced up to her feet as she set it back down on the table.
"Oh I can get you in any mood I want, sweetie, but it's time for us to go pick up our merchandise." Tess got up and felt herself up to recollect her bearings. She was missing pants and panties, and her shirt rode up to her underboob; the only article of clothing unmolested was her bandana.
Sarah had Tess's pants and panties all ready to be put on, using both her hands to place the leg holes of the pale pink panties and dark denim jeans together.
"Thanks, sweetie." Tess placed her hands on Sarah's head and stepped her legs into her pants. She felt the invigorating rush of excitement as she placed her crotch within spitting distance of Sarah's face. Tess could feel Sarah's nose breathe in and take the air away from her lower region.
But, as per usual, Sarah never directly acted on it. She had never directly acted on anything with Tess, and after some time together the both of them learned to accept this relationship.
It never stopped either of them from overtly satisfying themselves, like either of the two women touching herself while cuddled up in bed and looking the other dead in the eyes like the previous night, or like now where Sarah was pressing her forehead to Tess's tummy, sliding up to breast level as she pulled and zipped up Tess's pants for her.
Cheekily, Sarah pulled Tess' shirt up revealing her breasts, staring openly at Tess's tits for a lingering minute. Tess simply flared her chest out slightly, placing hands akimbo on her visible, light skinned hips for Sarah to take in all of her modest bosom.
Sarah closed her slightly agape mouth into a broad smile, and bent down to pick up Tess's brassière. She came and tucked Tess' breasts into the flesh colored bra, which was actually darker than Tess's paler body. Adjusting slightly, Sarah used her bare hands to snugly pull Tess's breasts inside the bra into the most comfortable position she knew Tess liked. They had adjusted each other's breasts and labia for bras and panties for a while now, and never seemed to take offense.
Tess, as usual, did not bother with the straps after the clasp was secure (the bra was too tight for her anyway), and she re-placed her shirt on top, ending the hands-on reverse strip show. She wondered for the umpteenth time in her moments with Sarah together, why they never went all the way, since they never had to worry about bringing another life into this barren world.
But it was time to get back to real world matters. "Let's get our guns, honey."