Each week a few of us writers get together and write 100 words on a photo. Today I bring you Illegal Liaisons part 2. If you want to read part 1 click here.
Craig carried number nineteen from the building, disgusted that they’d been attacked. Four females had died in that building, he’d only saved number nineteen because she’d stripped off her clothes when the Molotov cocktail sailed through the windows, blowing the fertility rooms to bits and starting a ferocious fire. He’d been assigned the protector duty three years ago after the virus and the breeding programs failed.
Tears stung his eyes. Nineteen was more like a mate to him than a project. He shouldn’t be so attached, especially since sex was forbidden now that all pregnancies had to be achieved through in vitro.
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