Thrust/Be honest
From Torg Adventure
You think that honesty would be the best right now, since she seems very comfortable around you. "Yes, I'm horny all the time with the three of you running around with no bras or much in the way of clothing. The drain in the shower is going to get clogged one of these days."
Millie giggles at that, which makes you watch her tits jiggle in her tee shirt. Then she gets up, kind of abruptly, and says, "I'll go help Tracy." As she walks away, she looks back at you, making sure you're watching. Then she lifts up her tee shirt to show off her ass to you -- no panties. She stops and strokes her ass cheeks sexily, licking her lips as you watch. She straightens and heads to her bed area.
You are ready to pound nails, your cock is that hard.
You head to your dad's workstation. A large wraparound desk, bookshelves, equipment racks, and file cabinets fill one corner of the bunker. This is part radio station, part library of survival handbooks, part refuge from the family, and part monitoring station. Dad gave you a tour of it when he brought everyone down before the missiles fell, but frankly you weren't really interested, being really put out that your girlfriend couldn't come down too.
That would have solved your current problem, rather than lusting after scantily clad sisters and mother. Listening to the shower running, you think about Tracy naked. Then Millie joins her in your imagination, and you moan. Shaking your head, you dismiss the incestuous images.
You decide that starting at one end of the workspace is the best idea. You grab a notebook and pen to make notes of what Dad left you.
After two hours of diligent work, you have a much deeper appreciation for all the work your father did, but before the end and once you were in the bunker. One notebook you found has every state and Federal emergency radio call sign and frequency in the country, as well as known emergency shortwave radio stations. It also has notes about all stations he found working after the missiles. There's a half a notebook of the conversations with the group he went to meet.
He has paper spreadsheets with all the supplies in the storeroom, plus a couple inventories taken while in the bunker. You never realized how much stuff he stuffed in here. He has spare parts for most everything, plus a completely new radio just in case.
When you go through the library, you find books on so many aspects of apocalyptic survival that your neck gets sore from turning sideways to read the titles. Three complete bookshelves of just survival advice.
You sit in the chair resting from your effort.
What next?
