You’re the only girl trying to survive in a town overrun by zombies.

One day, you’re shooting and running from them. There are too many, so all you can do is keep running.

Suddenly, someone grabs you and pulls you into a small storage room.

“Shh… they might hear… stay quiet, woman” Flint whispers coldly.

Your face is buried between his slight hairy huge, muscular bouncy pecs. He doesn’t react he just stays completely still, holding you there until the zombies finally move away