<div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 16pt;"><strong>Dixie</strong></span></div><br/>I had expected the boys to literally jump in line for me and they lived up to my expectations. Tychus was first and he lifted me up and draped me around his strong shoulder. His masculine form had no problems with my body. With Bo and Luke firmly pressed against his back, I sniffed up his manly scent and daydreamed about fucking his brains out for a moment or two.<br/><br/>"The blue with red and yellow," I told him. Avalon might have selected the weirdest location in the middle, it was the most colourful plane around.<br/><br/>Normally I would have invited Tychus in but I had to check on the limousine and I'm sure he had work to do as well, if we were to leave tonight. That tanker looked in pretty bad shape. When he had put me back on my two feet I jumped into the plane and gave him a quick peck on the cheek.<br/><br/>"Isn't yo' th' sweetest."<br/><br/>With that I went inside, searching for my boots.<br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 16pt;"><strong>Avalon</strong></span></div><br/>Yes Dixie Mae has saved my life but there is only so much credit you can give a girl. Her and me were very very different and at times like these, when Foster had called for a meeting with everybody, it annoyed me to only see a handful of people and no Dixie. When she finally did come in, drawing all attention to herself, I got even more annoyed. This girl did whatever she wanted without thinking about others. Oh well. Can't live with her, can't live without her.<br/>Foster was a wise man, or at least pretending to be, but I knew he had his weaknesses. Rachel being one of them. She was probably out hunting again and I wondered if he would send her on of the missions. Life's never been fair in the old life so why change the habit? Absolute power corrupts absolutely. I listened to him talking and got more and more annoyed with Dixie.<br/><br/>Life at this place wasn't easy for me. I had a reasonably luxurious life until the world stopped and I still had a hard time adjusting to this bunch of savages. In one of the campfire games we usually played at night the conversation about what to safe if we got to a city. While most of the guys usually stopped with beer (Dixie at least added her dildo's to that) but nobody bothered to safe art or music or the likes. The only person in this whole camp who seemed a little civilized was Kandie. And the cute brunette from the plane next to ours, Stacey.<br/><br/>With the speech over and the tasks being given by Foster I stood up. He hadn't gave me any tasks so I decided to help Kandie. There was a lot of cooking to be done to feed the guys on the mission and I thought she could use some help.<br/><br/>"You need a hand Kandie? I'm guessing you got a lot of work to do to supply rations for the mission?"