TAILIEUCHUNG - Gold Guns GirlsBy William YoungPublished at Smashwords by William Young

Fyodor Volkov had everything in the world he had ever wanted, and it meant absolutely nothing. It was worth nothing, too. Mostly, anyway. He had spent twenty years climbing to the top of his . field . and now that success was rendered moot. He was busy surviving from day to day just like everyone else, foraging for food and water, avoiding military patrols and killing zombies. He opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling in the darkness of the bedroom. Fyodor had no idea what time it was, the clocks on the various pieces of electronics had stopped. | Gold Guns Girls By William Young Published at Smashwords by William Young Copyright 2011 William Young Moscow Russia - Day 209 Fyodor Volkov had everything in the world he had ever wanted and it meant absolutely nothing. It was worth nothing too. Mostly anyway. He had spent twenty years climbing to the top of his . field . and now that success was rendered moot. He was busy surviving from day to day just like everyone else foraging for food and water avoiding military patrols and killing zombies. He opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling in the darkness of the bedroom. Fyodor had no idea what time it was the clocks on the various pieces of electronics had stopped working when the electricity had died months ago and he had never been one to wear a watch. He moved his hand and felt Natalie s bare ass beneath the sheets. He glanced over and saw the river of blonde hair cascading over her naked shoulders and across the sheets pulled up over the small of her back. She was the most beautiful woman he had ever made love to. Scratch that. She was the most beautiful blonde he had ever had sex with. Fyodor Volkov had never known love not romantic love anyway and had learned over the years to stuff the desire for such a connection into a small recess in his mind near the spot where his skull met his spine. Sex was easy for him made almost simple by the fact he had become rich in his twenties was good-looking and had figured out how to talk women into bed before he had money or status. He had game and he knew it. He squeezed Natalie s ass between his fingers and thumb a quick pulse that might have made it through to her deep sleep sub-consciousness as a sign of affection slipped out of bed and walked into the living room. He pulled up a bottle of Stoli from an end table and tilted it into his mouth letting the vodka slip in over his tongue and fill his cheeks. And now here he was thirty-eight years old two bastard children -probably dead along with their mothers but whom he

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