Crew members are affected in some way and do not respond to orders!”“Activate all Intruder containment systems and flood all decks with Paralysato... Rays.”Har-Hi collapsed next to me.“SHIP lift off into space with ArtiGrav. Even if it costs all energy.Alpha Order.”Through the Airlock viewport of the I.S.T shaft I was still in I saw us gain altitude and a huge mass of green ghosts remaining behind.“Who is still with me. Headcount now.”SHIP responded. “Narth, Circuit, TheOther, Xon, Dusty, me and. I hit the meat department, Lynn hit the dry good and Erin hit the fresh fruits and vegetables. We shopped on every one of my paydays and we budgeted $50 per person. We usually came in under that, unless the fruit was really good or if we were going to cook something special. When we were done, if we had money left over then it was time for a treat. Sometimes it was a nice bottle of wine or a gallon of ice cream.We met at the check-out and took our things to the car and drove home. The unloading. She writhed and cried as the hot metal found fresh skin to cook, the metal burning her from the inside, her own weight pressing the phallus against her, searing her snatch as she rode the evil carousel.Now she was upside down, her breasts flattened into ovals against her chest, the nubs of her areola still hard and proud as they rose and fell with her anguished cries of pain. Mercifully, the shaft slid slightly away from her cervix, hinting at the extraction of the metal bit from her most. I know it's a mixed picture. Hell, my whole life is a mixed picture, for that matter. I always stopped short of getting to the real issue, the one underneath. Was I really bored with darkroom work? Well, yes. I wanted it to be done, I took shortcuts, I didn't do that one more print that would have been better. I settled for "good enough," and only once in a while did I actually produce something really good. When I did, it was grand, no question, but too often it was a print that was "almost.".