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Zombie Apocalypse Fiction – Ruth’s story #87 Start of Moving the Camp to the Abandoned Farm, SHTF and TEOTWAWKI
Shack wakes me with a really good toe-curling snog. Other than Shack’s warm bulk, the first thing that I become aware of is Carol’s moaning. “They’re goin’ at it again.” I groan with both mock frus…