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There will be some mature content in this chapter, so if you're below 18, please skip this chapter, sorry.

This is a continuation of Chapter 96.

Plan's POV

I quickly followed Mean as he went behind the wide giant trunk of a tall tree with wide leafy branches.

He lovingly spread out his shirt on the grass and made me lie down on it. I did not wait for him to remove my shirt. I did it myself and before too long we were at each other.

We were so hungry for each other. Our hands were all over each other. Our lips could not get enough of our mouths and necks and chests and all the rest of our bodies.

I jerked my chest forward as he kissed my nipples gently at first and then sucked hard on it. Delicious shivers ran down my spine as I savored the intense pleasure he was giving me.

I felt him unzipping my jeans. I helped him remove them by lifting my lower body and then pushing them down my thighs and my legs.

He caressed my hardened member through the fabric of my cotton briefs. It shot out at him when he pulled down the waistband of my briefs.

I was so hard down there that it was almost painful.

I felt both pain and pleasure when he traced his tongue all around the tip, licking off the warm juices that trickled out of it.

Suddenly we heard a rustle above the branches and whoosh! A green snake fell on the ground just beside us.

In shock and fright, we both got up and ran like hell out of there.

We were barely aware of the astonished and shocked faces of the people who were either swimming in the river or just sitting around and chatting by the river.

I was barely aware that my hardened member was still pointing menacingly at everyone in my path.

I had run faster than Mean. He had stayed for just a few seconds longer to gather my clothes from the ground.

When he reached me, he used my shirt to cover me down there.

With his body covering me from the crowd, I quickly put my clothes back on.

I was in tears.They flowed unchecked in shame, embarrassment and misery.

I started to run in whatever direction my feet could take me. I ran deep into the forest. I didn't care where I was going.

From the rustle of the shrubbery and other foliage behind me I could tell that Mean was following me.

"Plan, stop!" he called out, running as fast as I did, "where are you going?"

Between sobs, I replied in a hysterical voice, "I'm going deep into the forest, I am going to bury myself in the deepest part of the forest that even Google will not be able to find me!"

Mean finally reached me. He grabbed me and held me tight. I couldn't stop sobbing hysterically.

I broke from Mean's embrace and started looking around on the ground.

"What are you looking for?" asked Mean.

"I'm looking for a sharp edged stone!" I replied, still crying loudly.

"And what are you going to do with it?" Mean asked, his voice full of concern.

"I'm going to use it to slash my wrists!" I replied. My sobbing just wouldn't stop.

"Come here," said Mean, "stop being so dramatic." 

He pulled me into his embrace again.

He started running his hands gently up and down my back.

"Sweetheart, please don't think about it anymore," he begged, "those people must have forgotten the incident by now."

"No!" I protested,"I bet you they are talking endlessly about it right now!"

"Sweetheart, these people have enough worries of their own to dwell too long into the unfortunate incident that they witnessed. Come on, let's retrace our steps and then let's go to the main shelter to get some food."

"How can you think of food at this time???" I looked at him reproachfully and in disbelief.

"My darling little baby," he said, cupping my face with his hands, "I was unable to eat all of you earlier, so now I have to settle for whatever they can give out at the shelter."

I shook my head but to be honest I was starting to feel the pangs of hunger myself.

I reluctantly followed him as he led me back to the shelter.

To avoid the crowd, we went through a separate path out of the riverside.

When we reached the shelter, there was already a long line of other survivors waiting to be handed some food. We didn't know what kind of food was being given out by the staff but whatever it was, as long as it was edible we were going to eat it to soothe our hungry stomachs.

We stood behind the last person in line.

Mean made me stand in front of him, placing his arms around my waist. Then he lowered his head and I felt him kiss the side of my neck.

"Mean, don't." I whispered, "let's not draw any attention to ourselves right now."

I heard him sigh in disappointment but he did as he was told.

Suddenly we heard a loud rumble. Then we felt the earth shaking under our feet.

In the next instant I saw the whole ocean rushing towards us.

Mean and I were being carried away by the water from where we stood.

Mean kept a tight hold on me. The water swayed our bodies from here and there and from side to side but Mean never let go of me.

After what seemed like forever, we felt the water receding from us and we found ourselves on top of a wide but soft kind of plant that wasn't too tall and we found ourselves facing the river.

We were back by the river!!! And the same crowd of people were also there, clinging to each other in shock and fright but at the same time everyone was looking at us again with expressions of recognition!!!

I hid my face in Mean's chest. When was this nightmare going to end???