He couldn't help it. Guilt washed over him as she licked his neck and though her tongue lacked the warmth it once had it still sent shivers through him the woke up his confused teenage libido. A stiffness in his stained and ruined PJ pants.

He hoped she wouldn't notice and he held her close, bracing himself for what he suspected would be like a scene from any number of zombie movies he and Howard had snuck into back home.