"So what you said back then," Norbert muttered, raising his eyes at Mathew. "It wasn't a lie?"
"Why would it be?" Mathew asked, opening his eyes wide as the shock kicked in. "I can only go as far. Rather than doing everything by myself, with just my wives to help me out, isn't it better to put all those survivors to use?" Mathew explained his logic. "And since all I can provide normal people with are weapons, you have much greater qualifications to train and organize them," he elaborated, only to put a respectful smile on his face. "Still, due to the lack of offensive skill, I need someone else to keep rein over those people. And with you lacking in that regard..."
Mathew turned himself around only to look at Carol, currently busy cleaning the cum dripping down her legs.
