When Zoey walked in to the bedroom, it was clear instantly that his rigor mortis had set in, his right arm was raised in the air, almost as if he were saluting hitler style.
She glanced down and saw his erect penis, looking as if it were scraping off the trousers in which it was contained.
She rushed over, pulling the trousers down until they reached his ankles. She felt him, he was icy cold.
She thought about all the things he'd done to her and remembered he'd had a heater.
She set about trying to find it.
It took her all of ten minutes to find it, once she had it, she placed it down next to their bed.
She slowly pushed him over until he was in the center of the bed.
Then she plugged the heater in, and let it blast in between his thighs, onto his erect penis.
She sat next to him on the bed.
"For goodness sake Ellis, why did you have to do this..." she felt herself get angry all over again.
"I love you, nothing will ever change that, not even now."
She leaned over, planting a kiss upon his lips.
She clambered upon him, pulling her dress upwards.
She slid his now even warmer raging member into her pussy.
She felt it go deeper in, and she felt the tingling surge through her, she may be dead, but she still felt every bit of emotion possible.
She continued to ride him, until she felt herself climax, but once she had, she didn't moan because she wasn't wet.
Normally by now she'd be thoroughly soaked through.
She got off Ellis, and covered him up, leaving him lying in their bed.
She made her way down stairs and searched up every bit of information on zombies or undead she could find.
Apparently, she would be considered a phenomenon.
She counted herself unlucky.
She looked around her.
Darkness filled their house, except for the lit laptop screen.
She rested her head back upon her sofa, sighing to herself.
"Life's a bitch, makes me glad I'm dead."
She jumped.
"Ellis... sweetie... why? how are you..?" she trailed off.
"Darlin' you know me, I can't live with you, then I'll die with you."
She liked the sentiment.
"Can we... start over again?"
"Oh Zoey, I've missed you, what do you say we do start over... by getting married?"
They both laughed together.
They decided to have a zombie themed wedding, in Vegas of course, then nobody would ever know.
Now they would always be together.
Nobody would ever come between them.
They'd always be Ellis and Zoey Rosenbach.
Forever Perfect.
She glanced down and saw his erect penis, looking as if it were scraping off the trousers in which it was contained.
She rushed over, pulling the trousers down until they reached his ankles. She felt him, he was icy cold.
She thought about all the things he'd done to her and remembered he'd had a heater.
She set about trying to find it.
It took her all of ten minutes to find it, once she had it, she placed it down next to their bed.
She slowly pushed him over until he was in the center of the bed.
Then she plugged the heater in, and let it blast in between his thighs, onto his erect penis.
She sat next to him on the bed.
"For goodness sake Ellis, why did you have to do this..." she felt herself get angry all over again.
"I love you, nothing will ever change that, not even now."
She leaned over, planting a kiss upon his lips.
She clambered upon him, pulling her dress upwards.
She slid his now even warmer raging member into her pussy.
She felt it go deeper in, and she felt the tingling surge through her, she may be dead, but she still felt every bit of emotion possible.
She continued to ride him, until she felt herself climax, but once she had, she didn't moan because she wasn't wet.
Normally by now she'd be thoroughly soaked through.
She got off Ellis, and covered him up, leaving him lying in their bed.
She made her way down stairs and searched up every bit of information on zombies or undead she could find.
Apparently, she would be considered a phenomenon.
She counted herself unlucky.
She looked around her.
Darkness filled their house, except for the lit laptop screen.
She rested her head back upon her sofa, sighing to herself.
"Life's a bitch, makes me glad I'm dead."
She jumped.
"Ellis... sweetie... why? how are you..?" she trailed off.
"Darlin' you know me, I can't live with you, then I'll die with you."
She liked the sentiment.
"Can we... start over again?"
"Oh Zoey, I've missed you, what do you say we do start over... by getting married?"
They both laughed together.
They decided to have a zombie themed wedding, in Vegas of course, then nobody would ever know.
Now they would always be together.
Nobody would ever come between them.
They'd always be Ellis and Zoey Rosenbach.
Forever Perfect.
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