Dave's Zombie Proof Bunker and Refuge for Unattached Wimmens

[Chaingun]

I've found a little room to call my own for now. Do you mind, Dave? Of course, at the first sounds of music & laughter...I'll be out in the common area.


Umm...you wouldn't happen to have some bunny slippers stashed somewhere?

"Good morning, Doll. Early riser, eh? Well, you're welcome to entertain yourself any way you can while inside. The variety of never doing the same thing twice might keep us all sane. I don't mind you choosing a dormitory room for yourself. It's fine. Decorate it as you wish. Store your things. Keep it as a place of quiet contemplation when you need to be alone. The world is ours and money is no object. (LOL)"

"Hmmmm, bunny slippers?"

*takes a quick look at your feet to guess at the size and immediately feels a stirring because of a fetish I may or may not have*

"Mmmmm, cute feet..."

*realizes his perviness is showing*

"Yes, yes indeed. I think in one of the clothing storage room we have slippers by the dozen. There's got to be bunny slippers in that lot."

*absent mindedly wanders away, presumably in the direction of the store room where the bunny slippers are, clearly expecting her to follow along*

"Oh, by the way, I'm going to go out to the stable and check on my horse and maybe saddle him for a ride. There's a little paint pony out there that is just begging to be ridden and perhaps you'd like to come along? Can you ride?"

"I bet Dapple is already out there, checking on the fences and riding patrol around the livestock stables."

 

[Chaingun]

* Streaks through naked, giggling and shouting, "Hi, Dave!!" *

Too much sugar in here for me tonight...I'm gonna hide in my dorm room. And chase Sweets down the hall....


*zips through

After this happened last night, I waited until everyone was quiet and bedded down, comfortably tangled together in a confusion of arms and legs and inviting, bare skin, and sneaked away to set a trap.

A bottle of very nice wine is set on a counter. Next to it are two shoe boxes, both with the "Louboutin, France" logo on them. Sizes have been chosen to coincide with these two lovely women's needs. A container of cheese and crackers is placed on a plate, under a glass cover that will keep them fresh. Books pertaining to Sweetness' and Ella's interests are placed enticingly where they will be seen. Chocolate, fresh strawberries, and even new makeup kits with little mirrors are there. Everything to entice and capture the attention of feminine beauties like those two.

"Let's see if they take the bait," I say as I laid down to join the sleeping group on the pillows. "Perhaps I'll capture one or both of them and see if I can keep them here...."

 

[MsTexas]

After this happened last night, I waited until everyone was quiet and bedded down, comfortably tangled together in a confusion of arms and legs and inviting, bare skin, and sneaked away to set a trap.

A bottle of very nice wine is set on a counter. Next to it are two shoe boxes, both with the "Louboutin, France" logo on them. Sizes have been chosen to coincide with these two lovely women's needs. A container of cheese and crackers is placed on a plate, under a glass cover that will keep them fresh. Books pertaining to Sweetness' and Ella's interests are placed enticingly where they will be seen. Chocolate, fresh strawberries, and even new makeup kits with little mirrors are there. Everything to entice and capture the attention of feminine beauties like those two.

"Let's see if they take the bait," I say as I laid down to join the sleeping group on the pillows. "Perhaps I'll capture one or both of them and see if I can keep them here...."

*sneaks in the room*

psssssssst

Want a cupcake?

 

[RubenesqueAphrodite]

I stretch and yawn and sit up.
Oops! I forgot I was naked last night and quickly pull my blanket back up. Phew! Nobody saw these old lopsided wine skins…

Well, shit…I would have thrown that towel clear to the other side of the damn room. *mental forehead slap*

“Alright, old girl,” I say to the blanket. “You’re coming with me to the bathroom.”
All wrapped up like a big feather burrito, I pick my ass up and patter my way down the hall until I find a vacant room. I guess I’ll set up camp in here. I slept through Hugo a few years back, so I know that once I’m out, a Nightly Naked Dance Party isn’t going to wake me up. However, I don’t want to get in the way of any twerking the girls might try while Dave grinds up all over them… ahem.

I stop and think about that for a moment. It really is nice that Dave wants to provide a safe haven for everyone….even if it is a bit self-serving. *chuckle* That devil has himself a harem of girls running around naked, loving all up on him…

I can’t stop giggling at the thought..hehe. I don’t know why I don’t take the threat outside all that seriously. I suppose it’s because I like to think I can handle it. I’m probably a bit more sensitive than some of the others, but that’s not really a bad thing. Everyone needs a hug…once in a while. Don’t mistake my compassion, though. These arms that will lovingly wrap around and hold you tight will also snap you in half if the need arises….

I’m not bullet proof, or bite-proof, but I think I’d be willing to take point for anyone who chooses to hang out in here. I hope they know that….

Time to go out and play in the sunshine..

 

[Chaingun]

*sneaks in the room*

psssssssst

Want a cupcake?

Yes! *grabs you and kisses you deeply while groping your butt*

Mmmm, that's nice, Cupcake!

 

[MsTexas]

Yes! *grabs you and kisses you deeply while groping your butt*

Mmmm, that's nice, Cupcake!

*kisses you passionately back, while smearing frosting all over your mouth*

**giggles and skips off**

 

[RubenesqueAphrodite]

LMAO... ^^^ I certainly think I made my point about the harem... hehe.

I casually walk by, grab a cupcake and a cup of coffee and watch the show before Mrs.T runs out..

Like I said...Dave is a nut..

 

[Chaingun]

I’m not bullet proof, or bite-proof, but I think I’d be willing to take point for anyone who chooses to hang out in here. I hope they know that….

Time to go out and play in the sunshine..

It's a beautiful day. Be careful out there. And come back in time for supper. You've given me an idea. We're having burritos.

And after last night, I've added a lot more soap and ladies shampoo to the little alcoves in the big co-ed shower room.

 

[perkyT]

I started to follow Dave in search of bunny slippers but I've been distracted by MightyAphrodite & I need a dose of sunshine...

*stops, looks around*

Where is lovely TL???

 

[RubenesqueAphrodite]

"How could I be a distraction?" *batts my eyelashes*

I make a much better body guard than an "escort"... Y'all can think of me as your personal "middle linebacker".... *giggles at her joke*

 

[perkyT]

"How could I be a distraction?" *batts my eyelashes*

I make a much better body guard than an "escort"... Y'all can think of me as your personal "middle linebacker".... *giggles at her joke*

We can "guard" each other's bodies.

Oh, wait...time for body checks, you know...for those nonhuman bite marks.

 

[MsTexas]

LMAO... ^^^ I certainly think I made my point about the harem... hehe.

I casually walk by, grab a cupcake and a cup of coffee and watch the show before Mrs.T runs out..

Like I said...Dave is a nut..

I'm wondering when I got married?

Does this mean there is a man waiting for me at home?

Is this a late Christmas present?



*I'm certainly not part of any harem*

 

[RubenesqueAphrodite]

I'm wondering when I got married?

Does this mean there is a man waiting for me at home?

Is this a late Christmas present?



*I'm certainly not part of any harem*

OOPS! I'm sorry to have mistyped and inadvertantly betrothed you..

 

[Ellafun]

I'm a juggernaut of gangly awkwardness and unattractive male angularity. But I'm having fun.

I am soooooo making this addition to my sig line.

Dork.

 

[TongueLust]

Just finished baking two cakes for the dance party tonight, now off to the shower.
*Licks the spoon and smiles at RA as she starts decorating the cakes*
Hmm where's PT? I think we need another body check
I should take a nap after my shower, we all know how much I love to sleep.

 

[Chaingun]

We can "guard" each other's bodies.

Oh, wait...time for body checks, you know...for those nonhuman bite marks.

That's the spirit!

*I'm certainly not part of any harem*

None of you are. I don't want any of you to feel that way.

[Real life alert...I was trying explain this thread the other day to someone and it came up that "you have a harem?" I said, "no, no...but damn, that comes up a lot. I don't want that."

Here's the deal; if you want to know my mind on this, and the "philosophy" behind it, read on.

The character, the "Dave" that is in the thread here, is that dude that was "too nice"
in high school and college, too smart and introspective to regularly lay lines on the girls and have a different date every night, and certainly, he was the guy who watched those guys getting away with it, and wished he had that much "game."

But also, he realized that he couldn't do it. Didn't have that mixture of brave, stupid, and callous to pull it off. He never really enjoyed the company of lots of women at the same time, despite his desire to.

So, then when the plague began to spread, and the population turned on itself, his "disaster preparedness plan" kicked into high gear. The little spot that he'd been building to shelter in, began to get bigger and bigger and bigger. Amenities were added, more and more comforts scrounged and the idea hatched that perhaps, perhaps, he could share his space with as many women as he could save or who could make it to the large, partially underground shelter. And sure enough, here they all are. A massive facility with every comfort that one could want, numerous women, and one guy who is still too shy to do anything about the fact that he's surrounded by women. Duh. ]

Dork.

Why don't you sit down over there with your friend Sweetness and have some wine and cheese?

I should take a nap after my shower, we all know how much I love to sleep.

Are you tired? Or just enjoy sleeping?

 

[PlayfulLittle1]

I pad through the common room barefoot with a handful of two day old marshmallows, enjoying them happily, taking a seat off to one side, back to the wall.

I'd spotted some books around and have been trying to decide if I should take some time to read while I'm here. No idea where to begin though. It's been ages since I've read anything for fun.

"Any suggestions?"

 

[Chaingun]

Surprisingly, the Florida weather has turned cold and gloomy during the day. So after working the cattle for most of the day, counting our new calves, and putting up more hay, I've decided to ride on a short patrol around the entire system of fields, canals, and outbuildings on the site.

My horse, a spirited quarterhorse named Flash, strikes an easy lope and we are enjoying the ride as much as we are looking for trouble. I stop in a shady spot to look at the sky and rest long enough to tighten the saddle on Flash's back. I toss the fender over the seat and it falls neatly between the pommel and cantle. First, I pull the cinch tighter around his belly and notice that he is holding his breath.

"C'mon, Flash, no games today." I poke him in the neck to get his attention and to let him know that I won't fall for his trick. He relents and begins breathing normally again. I pull the cinch and then check the billet. I drop the fender back down and before climbing back aboard, I unroll my heavy canvas duster. The oiled fabric is initially warm but looking at the sky, I think it will be needed.

No sooner am I back in the saddle with my feet back in the stirrups, I begin moving west. Flash senses the danger before I see it; I can feel his nervousness in the reins.

Lightning stabs a blue-white bold of electricity from the heavens and it instantly begins pouring. My hat shelters my face, the duster keeps the water from running down my neck. Ignoring the rain, I am looking everywhere for whatever the big horse senses. Near a small clump of trees, there's movement. A fat, bald zombie in the remains of a pinstriped business suit stumbles out of the trees and emits a low growl as he begins moving towards us. Flash wants to rear, perhaps to smash at his face with his front hooves or perhaps just to convince me to move things along.

"I've got this, Old Hoss," I say as I pat him on the neck. I unlimber my bullwhip from the leather straps sticking through the front concho. The heavy nylon swings in my hand in a wide loop around my head. One, two, three big swings while the whip "wooshes" above our heads. The walker gets close enough and I change direction of the handle of the whip. The fall accelerates all the way out there at the end of the whip, reaches the speed of sound, and pops. The noise distracts the zombie and he turns his head towards where the noise came from.

Again the whip swings as I control the horse more with my knees than with the reins and the whip, and this time the whip finds its target, cracking right in front of his face. He feels no pain, but I've got the range now.

The whip swings again and this time and the thong wraps around his neck. I yank and he stumbles, trips, and falls on his face. I spur the horse and off we go. Dragging the zombie behind us, the weight of him soon falls away and I realize that the whip has gone light. I look behind and there are now two parts of him; his head and his fat body lying in the dust. I begin curling up the whip and replace it on the pommel.

Time to get out of the rain. I put Flash up and comb him down after he's dry again. Fresh hay, oats, and water and I hang the tack up to drip dry.

"Gotta be gettin' along to dinner time. 'Night Flash," I say as I begin the walk back to the bunker.

When I step through the door, I am dripping. Water drips from the hat's brim, the duster sheds it onto the floor, and my lower jeans and boots are squishy with it. I take the felt hat off, look around, and say, "Evenin', Ladies. Hope everyone is well."

 

[Chaingun]

I pad through the common room barefoot with a handful of two day old marshmallows, enjoying them happily, taking a seat off to one side, back to the wall.

I'd spotted some books around and have been trying to decide if I should take some time to read while I'm here. No idea where to begin though. It's been ages since I've read anything for fun.

"Any suggestions?"

Anything by Pat Conroy. Can't go wrong.

He's possibly the greatest writer of our time in my estimation.

*Takes down a well worn copy of a thick book*

Try Prince of Tides. It's my favorite. And after you've read it, we'll watch the movie and listen to the Jimmy Buffett song.

 

[PlayfulLittle1]

Anything by Pat Conroy. Can't go wrong.

He's possibly the greatest writer of our time in my estimation.

*Takes down a well worn copy of a thick book*

Try Prince of Tides. It's my favorite. And after you've read it, we'll watch the movie and listen to the Jimmy Buffett song.

At the mention of an author I haven't heard in ages, suddenly I'm facing a series of sensory memories, and the name Conrack springs up in my head. I take the book gingerly and run my hands over the cover.

"Thanks. I'm sure I'll enjoy it."

 

[Chaingun]

At the mention of an author I haven't heard in ages, suddenly I'm facing a series of sensory memories, and the name Conrack springs up in my head. I take the book gingerly and run my hands over the cover.

"Thanks. I'm sure I'll enjoy it."

I've got all of them. The Water is Wide, Lords of Discipline, The Great Santini, My Losing Season, Beach Music...all very good stuff.

If I was a better writer, I'd want to be a mix between John D. MacDonald and Pat Conroy.

 

[RubenesqueAphrodite]

Holy cow, what a day... I managed to avoid getting eaten again. Phew, Damn good thing too, cause I'm a pretty tasty treat if I do say so myself..

Must be all the good stuff I eat.. I know! Maybe if I start filling up on nothing but garlic and sardines I can keep them yellow-bellies away or at least at arms length. I might have to try that someday...Don't suppose my bunker mates would appreciate it, though. Hmm..

I made it all day without clothes, and no body said a thing. I reckon I'll stay like this. Gosh, though I hope nobody gets lost in all the curves. I'm not sure what kind of rescue party we'd send out, cause I'm pretty ticklish.

 

[Chaingun]

I made it all day without clothes, and no body said a thing.

We're naked. Why would we judge you?

And quit worrying about it. It's your mind we're interested in.

 

[TongueLust]

Are you tired? Or just enjoy sleeping?

I like to sleep, I think you should make it a 70's dance party tonight. I'll be back out later and do the hustle with Dave.

 

[Chaingun]

I like to sleep, I think you should make it a 70's dance party tonight. I'll be back out later and do the hustle with Dave.

Oooooh, then I'll put on some BeeGees for tonight's Nightly Naked Dance Party. What else would you ladies like to hear?

Oh, and drink orders, please. Time to get the cocktails flowing.