Colin spotted the Chevy parked farthest from the doors; it was deep red, large bed, good for supplies should they ever need to restock. But there was no key in sight; Colin pulled the door open and saw the key, stepping inside and tossing the bag in the other seat. He turned it and started driving off, but stopped pulling out when he heard thumping coming from the bed.
"What the... okay, okay. " Colin said to nobody in particular, "I'll just go around the back and check."
He headed for the back.
"If it's something wrong with the truck, I'll just leave it and find another."
Colin got closer to the back and turned.
"I mean how bad could it... be-Eee-EEEEEEEEEE!" Colin screamed as he lifted the tarp over the bed and found two bimbos making out underneath it.
He was grabbed and pulled in. Later and out of the bed came a black haired bimbo with icy blue eyes and DD tits. Murphy had lost the ally he had in Colin. Cailin the bimbos tore off her ill fitting clothes with her sharp nails, exposing her swollen pussy and rock hard nipples. She then joined the other nude bimbos in the hotel's hot tub.
'Screw some old guy with hotties like me!' Cailin "thought" as she cupped her boobs and giggled.
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Game Over: Rule #359 of the zombie apocalypse and thus the bimbo apocalypse: If you're using a pick-up that isn't yours, ALWAYS CHECK THE BED! Preferrably with a gun on hand.