school shooting or something where you? Maybe you felt bullied by the 'normal' kids?'
Mike looked at her confused, 'No, no, nothing like that. I just grew up hunting. Shot my first gun when I was six, so I know about these things. I own a couple of rifles myself. I have fired pistols before, but my dad doesn't see any reason to keep pistols in the house. He says he sleeps too heavy and if a burglar breaks in he wouldn't be able to get to a gun to stop him anyway.'
'Nice.' said Paige.
'Okay. Good enough, so can we get all these in one load? What guns should we have, Paige and I? Anything easier to fire than the others?'
'Um, I would guess a shotgun. I mean it isn't much more likely to hit, but it is a little easier. The longer the barrel the easier it is to aim for beginners. No pistols for you two.'
'So you get what? Five pistols and we get two of the rifles? That hardly seems fair.' said Dora with a little pout in her voice.
'No we take all of them, I will show you how to fire them in your yard, so we all know what to do if we have to. No more fighting these things with table legs or paint ball guns.'
'Or pool cues.' said Paige.
'Okay, let's find a duffel bag or a backpack.' The three set out finding the needed bags to carry the guns and ammo. Mike took the precaution of loading one of the rifles and carrying it with him as they searched the basement for what they needed. Everything they needed was found in the basement bedroom, which had its own bathroom and a huge walk in closet. The closet was full of hunting clothing and also had a duffel bag with padding and a gun cleaning kit in it. Mike took that, while Paige grabbed the camouflage backpack to put the ammunition in. Dora took another, slightly larger pack and told them it was to put any food they could carry into.
They loaded up the guns and ammo and went upstairs to raid the kitchen. After making sure the house was locked and there was no one else inside the ground floor Dora sent Mike and Paige upstairs to get more clothing for Paige. In the mean time she opened the fridge and discovered it was well stocked. Dora loaded the pack up with all the fruit and vegetables she could get and then packed in the package of steaks that were thawing out. She left the alcohol and soda pop, but moved on to the cupboards to steal some packages of crackers and chips.
By the time she was finished Paige and Mike were back. Paige held a bundle of clothing and she picked up the ammo bag to carry as well. Dora slung the backpack up over her shoulders and Mike carried the duffel bag and his rifle awkwardly towards the door.
'Let's leave the back door unlocked in so we can get back in. There is still more food in the fridge and cupboards. Plus we have to come back for our cloths and your shoes later too.'
The other two shrugged and Dora took that as agreement so she unlocked the back door before moving to the front of the house. Dora, who had both hands free, opened the front door and held it for the other two. Soon enough all three of them were standing on the walk looking down the street towards Dora's house.
Chapter 12
The street was deserted. Dora could see waves of heat coming up from off the pavement, distorting the distant houses, making them seem to dance in the heat. Mike led the way sticking to the wide white sidewalk, before braving the hot dark pavement in his bare feet. After the third step he was wishing he had taken his shoes out of the wash, wet shoes were better than burned feet. He made it across, followed by the two women who were yelping as they stepped. All of them were sweating from the heat and the heavy loads of the various packs they were carrying. They made it up to Dora's front door and turned to her to open it.
'You know how you were saying 'no one locks their doors around here'?'
'Oh, for Christsakes! You locked us out?' said Paige.
Dora shrugged and sounded truly apologetic as she said, 'I am sorry. We can go through the back, right? I didn't shut the back door.'
They made their way to the side of the house to the gate in the stone wall. The wall was still eight feet tall here, but the gate was only six feet and made of iron bars with some wood woven through it for privacy. The top of the gate had pointed spikes on it.
Mike tried it and it was locked. He turned to Dora with a raised eyebrow.
'I thought we could climb it.' she said slowly.
'It's got spikes on it!' Paige said.
'Well they are not sharp, not really, just pointy, I am sure Mike could get over it with no problem.'
'Spikes, no spikes, I'm the guy with the gun. Why don't you boost Dora over Paige?'
'Why me?' Dora protested, 'You're a guy! You're good at climbing over stuff, right?'
'Yeah, but if I do it there won't be anyone to cover you.'
'We haven't seen any zombies on the street!'
'Oh for crying out loud, boost me over then!' Paige said.
Dora gave Paige a scathing look, 'Fine, my mess. I forgot the key. I'll go. Will you at least help Paige boost me up, oh mighty gunman?'
Mike nodded and all three of them dropped the various bags and packs they were carrying. Paige and Mike boosted Dora up and she carefully balanced herself on the top of the gate, her bare toes curling around the sides to grip it with all the strength she had. Mike kept staring up and Dora realized he was looking at her bare ass.
'Like what you see? I thought you were supposed to be covering us, not getting free looks up a lady's dress.' Paige flushed too, giving Dora a good idea of where her eyes had been as well. 'You two! What am I going to do with you? Don't you know we are fighting for our survival here?'
'You started it this morning!' Paige protested, 'Going all off on poor Mike!'
'Yeah, well this is an emergency now. I didn't understand that then, now I do. If we get all secured in maybe we can talk about other things again but for now watch the street and not my ass!'
Both of them turned diligently towards the street and Dora couldn't help but hike up her shirt and give her ass a little shake before she turned and found a way to let herself down. She heard Mike mutter to Paige, 'Did you see her do that?' with Paige giving an affirmative answer, 'Only applies to us I guess.'
There was no graceful way to get off of the gate, Dora half fell, half climbed down and opened it for them to come through. 'Stop sulking I wasn't really mad. In fact if you want to look later I think I would be okay with that. We gotta get this food in the fridge first though and check on the jerky and make fill up some containers with water, just in case. After that some wine and who knows…?'
'Gosh, Dora you make it sound so good!' said Paige with some mocking sarcasm in her voice.
'There's the Paigy I love!' Dora replied.
They picked up the various bags and sacks and headed into the backyard and then went inside to put the food away, the gate swung shut, bounced open slightly behind them, then slowly swung towards the street again, not quite latching closed.
Dora cleaned all of the expired food out of the refrigerator, making a clean sweep by checking everything, down to the last bottle of salad dressing. Mike checked on the meat in the oven and on the low burning grill outside and Paige started setting all the guns out on the table on the back porch. She set the ammunition in a separate pile sorted by size. Everyone met back at the patio table under the shading trellis to look the guns over.
'We'll take turns firing all of them. Mostly you will fire the shotguns, because we have the most ammunition for those. I want you to know how to shoot everything here and load it too. Anything you learn with these guns should apply to any others we might find too.' Mike said.
The women nodded and paid unusual attention to the lecture as Mike when on to show each of them how to load, unload and put each gun on 'safety' and take each gun off as well. Then he turned the unloaded weapons over to them and made each of them tell him how to do everything he demonstrated. Through trial and error the women became familiar with the guns until Mike felt comfortable enough to have them try firing them. Dora said
