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  “Thanks.” Maxine found her voice, though it sounded quiet, distant. “I think you just saved my life.” The younger woman smiled.

  “You’re welcome.”

  “Let’s make sure our friends are dead and see what kind of state the car’s in.” Maxine said, climbing out of the car. She checked both bikers, but Rebecca’s aim was good and they were both dead. She took the pillion rider’s pistol and a few rounds of ammunition from one pocket. She reached into his other pocket and her hand closed on a cold steel ball. She pulled it out, her eyes widening as she recognised the metallic pineapple in her hand.

  “A grenade!” Rebecca breathed.

  “Your grenade.” Maxine tossed it to Rebecca.

  “Fuck!” Rebecca exclaimed, fumbling it in surprise.

  “It’s ok, the pin’s still in.” Maxine added, grinning wickedly, before passing her the pistol and ammunition from the biker.

  “Spoils of war.” She told her. “They should earn you a tidy sum.” Maxine siphoned off the fuel from the bike and then checked the car. The tyre was shredded. Maxine swore.

  “Do you have a spare?” Rebecca asked her, joining her.

  “Yes.” Maxine replied, “But its going to take a while to change. How far are we from Rustville?”

  “Probably another three hours.” She replied.

  “By the time we’ve changed the tire, we won’t get there before dark.” Maxine said. “I think it might be safer to spend the night in the wasteland.” Rebecca nodded in agreement. Most ambushes happened at night. Maxine scanned the area around them. There was a building not far from them. It was barely more than a shell by the looks of it, but they should be able to conceal themselves from the road while they carried out the tyre change.

  Maxine drove the car, limping across the dusty ground and parked it behind the building. Rebecca wheeled the bike behind her after making an effort to disguise the two corpses with a light scattering of dust, just in case anyone came looking for them. Safely concealed behind the building, Maxine jacked the car up and changed the shredded tyre, reflecting bitterly that just hours after she had fitted a new carburettor, she now desperately needed a spare tyre. The sun was already disappearing behind the horizon when she finished. She shared some food with Rebecca.

  “How’s your hearing?” Rebecca asked.

  “My ears are still ringing a bit, but I can hear fine.” Maxine replied, spooning out the cold contents of the aluminium can. “Good shooting by the way.”

  “Thanks.” Rebecca replied. “It pays to be a good shot when you spend a lot of time travelling the wasteland.”

  “Well, you definitely saved my arse.” Maxine smiled. “I owe you one.”

  They chatted for the next hour or so, mainly reminiscing about life before the war, as most people seemed to do. It suited Maxine just fine and left her with a warm glow inside rather than the bleak emptiness that she felt when she considered the world as it was. She stretched her arms out and yawned.

  “I’m going to call it a night.” She told Rebecca. “I sleep on the back seat of my car. You’re welcome to sleep up front if you like?”

  “Thanks, but I’ll sleep out here.” Rebecca replied. “I feel safer sleeping outside rather than trapped inside.”

  “Okay. Well goodnight then.” Maxine made her way to the car and emptied the back seat, pulling off her jacket and jeans. Remembering the new blanket she had acquired from Ethan, she pulled it over herself and settled down for the night. She tossed and turned for a while, the traumatic events of the afternoon playing through her mind. She needed to get to sleep, but all she could see when she shut her eyes was the biker aiming his gun at her head. She had been a split second from death. If she hadn’t taken Rebecca with her, she would probably be a defiled corpse lying by the side of the road. She needed to take her mind off things. She thought back to her encounter with Lucas at Hope Town and a smile crossed her lips. She remembered the batteries she had also acquired from Ethan and reached forward over the front seats, opening the glove box and pulling out the eight inches of pink plastic, unscrewing the end and sliding the batteries inside. She switched it on, testing it, the low buzz bringing a smile to her lips. It had been months since she had had batteries for it. Maxine glanced at the window, wondering if Rebecca could hear. Surely not. It wasn't too loud and she was probably fast asleep in any case. She settled back down under the blanket, parting her thighs and sliding a hand down her flat belly to the soft curls of her pubic hair. She reached between her legs and ran a finger along the length of her slit, closing her eyes and smiling as she imagined her finger was Lucas's tongue. She parted her labia and dipped her finger inside, her fingertip wet with the moisture she found there. She reached for the vibrator, sliding it down between her legs. She switched it on and ran the tip along her slit, enjoying the sensation. She touched the tip to her clit and let out a stifled moan of pleasure. As she worked the vibrator at her clit, she reached up under her vest top and caressed her breasts, pinching her nipples, imagining it was Lucas's rough fingers on her body. She began to gently pant as she worked herself towards an orgasm, opening her legs wider and sliding the vibrator inside a couple of inches before returning it to her clit and back again, alternating between them. Her eyes squeezed shut, she imagined it was Lucas thrusting his thick cock inside her. She could feel the heat radiating out from her pussy as her mouth dropped open and she climaxed, biting down hard on her lower lip to stifle her moans. Her body quivered in ecstasy before she let out a satisfied sigh as her climax ebbed. A blissful smile crossed her face and her eyes flicked open. Her smile vanished and her eyes widened as she noticed a face at the car window. She reached for the crossbow.

  "Sorry!" Rebecca opened the car door. "I'm sorry! I heard a noise and came to check you were okay. I didn't mean to spy, but when I realised what it was and what you were doing, I couldn't help but watch. You looked so hot..." Maxine sat up, gathering the blanket around her, not sure whether to feel angry or embarrassed, but strangely finding herself a little aroused at the thought of her midnight voyeur.

  "Was that buzzing what I think it is?" Rebecca asked. Maxine sheepishly pulled the vibrator, which glistened with her juices, free of the blanket and showed it to her.

  "May I?" Rebecca asked, climbing into the car and sitting beside her on the back seat. She reached out and took the vibrator from her. She switched it on, grinning at the buzzing sound. "I haven't even seen one of these since before the war." Rebecca ran her fingers over the vibrator, apparently indifferent that it was well lubricated with Maxine’s juices. "When I used to search homes for food, I'd always make a point of searching the bedside cabinet for one. I never found one."

  "It was one of the first things I packed." Maxine smiled, feeling herself blush. "You can use it if you like. I don't mind."

  "Thanks." Rebecca returned her smile. Maxine gazed into Rebecca's eyes. The younger woman leaned in and she moved to meet her. Their lips met, tentatively at first before Rebecca's tongue darted out from between her lips and into Maxine's mouth. Maxine’s eyes widened, momentarily surprised before she reciprocated, her tongue tenderly sliding over the younger woman's, her hands sliding into Rebecca's hair pulling her closer. It wasn't her first experience with another woman. She had enjoyed an experimental phase at college, but that was another life. It felt so much more tender than with a man. There was no urgency, just a slow build up as their bodies pressed against one another, hands sliding over each other's curves, cupping a breast, caressing a buttock, lightly teasing a nipple. Rebecca pulled Maxine's vest top up over her head, letting it drop into the footwell. Her hands went back to her bare breasts, her thumbs tracing circles around her areola before Rebecca's fingers slid downwards, gliding past her belly and delved between her legs. Maxine moaned into Rebecca's mouth as her fingers slipped inside her. She felt Rebecca smile as she teased her clit. Maxine broke the kiss and lay back on the back seat, pulling the blanket away, revealing her naked body. She reached for Rebecca, pulling her cl
othes off until they were both naked. Rebecca leant down, kissing Maxine long and passionately. Maxine's fingers slid through the younger woman's blonde hair before gently guiding her down to her breasts. She moaned with delight as Rebecca began to gently lick and suck at her nipples, swapping between them and gently caressing the free breast with a hand. Maxine enjoyed the attention, but soon she again applied a little bit of pressure, guiding the blonde further downward. She smiled in anticipation as Rebecca happily accepted her guidance and sunk lower, kissing her way down her abdomen, through the curls of her pubic hair and to the moist lips of her pussy. She cried out in pleasure as Rebecca parted her labia with her tongue, Maxine's fingers tightening in her blonde hair. Rebecca slowly lapped at her clit, switching between using the tip and the flat of her tongue. Maxine closed her eyes, luxuriating in the younger woman's oral skill, reaching up and running her fingers over her own breasts, groaning as Rebecca continued to tease her clit. She could feel another orgasm approaching and reached back down to the blonde's head, her fingers gently running through her hair. Rebecca, who must have sensed Maxine's impending climax, slid two fingers inside Maxine's pussy, curling her fingers upwards, caressing the front wall while all the time, continuing to flick her tongue over Maxine's clit. Maxine stiffened as she came, crying out, grasping fistfuls of Rebecca's hair as the waves of her orgasm washed over her. Rebecca continued to trace her tongue up and down the length of her slit as Maxine trembled with pleasure until with a satisfied sigh, she finally relaxed, releasing her hold on the younger woman’s hair. Maxine smiled broadly as she floated back to Earth. She tilted her head up, looking down to find Rebecca looking back at her from between her thighs, a smile on her face, her chin wet with Maxine's juices.

  "Wow!" Maxine said, catching her breath. "So much better than the vibrator!"

  "Glad you enjoyed it." Rebecca said, licking her lips.

  "Let me see if I can return the favour." Maxine purred, sitting up and reaching for the blonde, kissing her long and passionately, her hands sliding all over Rebecca's naked flesh. She eased the younger woman on to her back, Rebecca's smile wide as she opened her thighs invitingly. Maxine kissed her way down Rebecca's body, licking and nibbling at the younger woman's erect nipples, causing her to moan in delight, her hands caressing Maxine's head. After enjoying Maxine's attention on her breasts for a couple of minutes, Maxine smiled when she felt a gentle downward pressure from Rebecca's hands, mimicking her own actions earlier. Maxine kissed her way down her belly, kissed through the tangle of blonde curls between her legs and paused, breathing in Rebecca's feminine aroma. She tentatively flicked out her tongue, lightly grazing Rebecca's labia, tasting the wetness that glistened on her lips. Maxine smiled, the taste taking her back to that drunken night of passion at college with her best friend. They had both been very embarrassed in the sober light of day the following morning when they woke up naked together and had vowed never to speak of it. Although her primary interest had always been for men, she had masturbated many times to the memory of that night. She reached down with her fingers and gently parted Rebecca's labia, tingling with excitement as she lowered her face into the blonde's moist pussy. She licked the length of Rebecca's slit from bottom to top, continuing up to her protruding clit and flicking her tongue over it. Rebecca gasped and sighed with pleasure, her hands tenderly stroking Maxine's hair. Encouraged, Maxine began to lap at her clit, tracing her tongue around the nub. Maxine slid her hands under the blonde's toned buttocks, grasping her cheeks and pulling her face it tighter as she slid her tongue inside Rebecca. The younger woman bucked her hips into Maxine's face, moaning loudly. Maxine pulled her right hand back, intending to slide her fingers inside her as Rebecca had done to her. As she pulled her hand free, she felt something smooth and hard against her arm. She reached for it, her fingers closing on the forgotten pink vibrator. She pulled away from Rebecca. The younger woman's moan of frustration swiftly changed to one of delight as she felt the vibrating tip of the toy against her clit. Maxine smiled, enjoying Rebecca's cries of pleasure as she ran the vibrator from her clit to her pussy and back again. She watched enthralled as the blonde clawed at her own breasts, her mouth dropping open in ecstasy as she came, her hips bucking on the seat. Rebecca let out a long satisfied sigh and looked up into Maxine's eyes. Maxine smiled down at her, moving forward to embrace her, their hot, sticky bodies clammy with perspiration. Maxine didn't mind one bit and within minutes had fallen into a long and peaceful sleep.

  Chapter 4

  “Good morning.” Maxine awoke to Rebecca’s voice. She sleepily opened her eyes, the golden early morning light shining through the windows of the Mustang. Her eyes slowly focussed on Rebecca before widening when she noticed the light glinting off the tip of a crossbow bolt inches from her face. Rebecca had taken her crossbow and now had it levelled at her head. Maxine silently cursed herself. She knew she shouldn’t trust strangers in the wasteland and she had foolishly allowed her sexual appetite to cloud her judgement. This would cost her. Her car and possessions certainly and probably her life. Even if she managed to bargain for her life, without the Mustang she would be reduced to becoming one of the pathetic creatures from the settlements, living day to day. She couldn’t live like that. She had to rescue the situation.

  “Good morning.” Maxine replied, her mind quickly running over her options. She was still under her blanket, so she couldn’t make a grab for the crossbow. She could try and kick out at Rebecca and knock her off balance, but chances were she’d get a crossbow bolt in her face for her troubles.

  “Get out of the car.” Rebecca told her, backing up a little. Maxine pulled back the blanket. “Slowly!” Rebecca warned her. “This ain’t my first rodeo.” Maxine slowly pulled back the blanket and climbed out of the car, the warmth of the morning sun on her naked body making her feel exposed and vulnerable. Rebecca climbed out of the far side and threw her clothes at her. “Get dressed and put all the supplies back on to the back seat, but leave a spot for me.”

  “Why don’t you just take the car and go?” Maxine told her as she pulled on her clothes, wondering if she’d left enough fuel in the bandit’s bike to get her back to Hope Town.

  “I can’t drive.” Rebecca told her. “I was fifteen when the bombs dropped and driving instructors seem to be something of a rarity in the wasteland. Besides, it’s not just the car I’m looking to sell sweetheart.” Maxine gazed coolly back at her, but was secretly relieved. If Rebecca intended to sell her, then at least she wasn’t in imminent danger and had time to try and turn the tables.

  “You’re a credit to our sex.” Maxine growled as she began to throw the piled up the supplies onto the back seat. Maxine ignored her remark and watched from a safe distance as Maxine finished loading up. That done, Maxine climbed in to the driver’s seat just as Rebecca settled in on the back seat, the crossbow trained on her head.

  “Now drive.”

  They had been driving in silence for an hour and Maxine had been racking her brain for a way out of this predicament. Rebecca had been smart, positioning herself diagonally behind her rather than sitting within reach in the passenger seat.

  “Where are we going?” Maxine asked Rebecca, looking at her in the rear view mirror.

  “Skull gulch.” Rebecca replied. “It’s a wasteland gang settlement. I’ll get a good price for your car, your supplies and for you.”

  “So your talk of setting up trade deals is all bullshit?” Maxine asked her. “You do this honeytrap act instead?”

  “Not always the honeytrap.” Rebecca replied, glancing briefly out of the window at some hills in the distance. “I normally just try to get the drop on my mark while they sleep.” Maxine noticed her lips curl into a smile. “I must admit, I mixed business with pleasure last night. I’ve always preferred the gentle touch of a woman.”

  “Well don’t I feel special.” Maxine replied bitterly.

  “It’s a tough world for a woman.” Rebecca replied matter-of-factly. “You know that as well as I t
hat we have to do whatever we have to do to survive. I’ll tell you what, I’ll make sure I sell you to one of my better customers. You’ll likely be treated roughly, but you’ll be kept alive.”

  “That’s very kind.” Maxine replied sarcastically, before sighing with resignation. “Look, what about a partnership? You and me against the world. I could do with someone to watch my back. You’ve proved that.”

  “I’ve heard that desperate suggestion a few times before.” Rebecca smiled humourlessly. “Tempting as it always is, I’m sure the moment I let my guard down I’d be lying beside the side of the road with a slit throat. Besides, you could never truly trust me either. Turn off onto this dirt track on the left.” Maxine spotted the rutted track marked with a human skull mounted on a stake on each side. She turned onto the track and the car bounced and juddered as they drove along the rough terrain of the track. The track continued in a straight line directly into the hills that Rebecca had been gazing towards.

  Twenty minutes later, they arrived at the base of the hills. A rough wooden arch stretched over the entrance to the settlement with ‘Skull Gulch’ painted in large red letters across the top. It was again decorated with skulls. Two burly looking wastelanders stood sentry and waved them through when they spotted Rebecca. They continued on into a valley with a little stream running through it and a shanty town of huts and tents arranged around it.

  “Stop here.” Rebecca told Maxine. Maxine stopped the car and pulled up the handbrake. “Put these on.” A pair of handcuffs landed in Maxine’s lap. She looked at them with a heavy heart. Once she put the bracelets on, she really was powerless. “Do it!” Rebecca snarled at her. Reluctantly, she slipped the handcuffs onto her wrists and ratcheted them closed. Rebecca climbed out of the car and pulled Maxine up out of the driver’s seat. The reprobate wasteland inhabitants of Skull gulch had assembled around them. Their clothes little more than tatters of cloth stitched together with string, their faces grimy, their beady eyes darting from the car to Rebecca to Maxine. She noticed that women were conspicuous by their absence. There were a chorus of catcalls and crude remarks.