You can’t really blame me for sneaking out to that underground club. Sure, the shambling zombie hordes had breached the borders and a lockdown was in effect, but come on! A girl could go crazy staring at the same four walls for weeks on end. So I caved. I went. I locked lips with a hottie who certainly looked healthy enough—right up until the second he bit me. That’s how I found myself on Zombicus, one of several quarantine planets. Where, as luck would have it, I met Benson, the potential security guard of my dreams.
I might be facing death, but my sex life has never been more alive.
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