Getting up and looking out her window, she gasp, saying, "Mike everything is gray, the volcano's gone off." She ran into the living room with me behin... her. Turning the set on, there was a big red notice: "MAY 18, 1980, 8:32AM" "MT. ST. HELENS ERUPTS', "EMERGENCY PROCEDURES IN EFFECT FOR THE NORTHERN OREGON AND SOUTHERN WASHINGTON AREAS." She turned up the sound so we could hear what was said and went to fix coffee as I called the ship. I talked quickly with the OOD, listening carefully."Honey,. My forehead had been split above the right eye by the bottle wielded by Hodge, and blood had caked over it and my face. I staggered into the bathroom, and a stranger, with one eye closed by congealed blood, stared back at me from the cabinet mirror. I looked like death warmed up but felt much worse. I gingerly sponged off the worst of the blood on my face, but left the clotted mess over my eyebrow as I didn't want to set off another flow of blood.As I stood there, still groggy and aching, one. Nobody would know. Wouldn't hurt Debra. I'd get to cure my case of blueballs.So after work one day, I finally plucked up the courage, pulled into thelot and said to myself `here goes nothing'.Nobody tells you how loud those goddamn entrance bells are when you walkinto those places. It felt deafening! So much for keeping a low profile.But luckily the place was pretty much empty. There was a guy who lookedaround college age working behind the counter. He had longish shaggy hairand a bit of. .. that’s a major turn-on. I don’t think that he has a formal paramour as such, does he?” Elisabeth licked her lips now.“He doesn’t in that sense, you’re right about that ... until now. That’s a beautiful idea, though someone will have to step in to impregnate you on his behalf. But there’s no rule against a wife taking a eunuch for a paramour. Though I have to warn you that the injections will cease until further notice. I’m not going to do it this month. At all. I want to experiment a little.