Colin managed to hold back the throbing in his dong long enough for the bimbos to get off.
"See?" Kiki said.
"No boys in there!" Tammy added.
"Well in that case, I'll just-" Donavan's wife said as she whipped out her gun and shot them both through the head. Colin held back a scream as blood splattered against the couch.
"Time to complete the mission. Operation: Purge the Weak, must be carried out. And I'll do it if my name isn't Olivine Donavan." the woman said as she shut the truck bed door and began driving off towards her destination.
'Purge the weak?! What does that even mean?' Colin thought as Olivine drove to Nasa's secret base.
Colin could hear a phone call inside the truck:
"Yes doctor, the samples of contaminated meteorite have been loaded, ready to target South Africa and China... Well, there was one complication... a rogue Survivalist, tried to get to the base without me. No, I haven't killed him, the mission is most important at the... yes doctor, understood doctor. Approaching the base right now."
'Contaminated meteorite? Doctor? Target South Africa and China? What the hell's going on?' Colin thought as the truck came to a stop.