"Get back in your bed," she commanded. "And don't even thing about jacking off or fantasizing about what you'll never have. I'm ready to sleep, and I ...on't need you disturbing me."For half of a second, I knew I was going to kill her. Even with a jury of twelve angry women, I knew that I could convince them the homicide was justifiable. But suddenly, that cloud of anger parted, and I saw a lighted path to a clear destination that far better suited my desires. For the next half second, I wondered. “Am I freaking you out?” she asked in my ear.“I’m about to have an accident,” I gasped.Her hand gripped tight around my penis. I couldn’t have cum if my life had depended on it.“Let’s not be in a hurry,” she breathed.“I’ve never done this,” I panted. “I don’t know what is and isn’t a hurry.”“My baby is a virgin,” she moaned.“Your baby is ... your baby,” I gasped. I was worried she was less sober than I thought and I didn’t want her to do something she’d hate herself for later.“I know, but I. The flexing of my muscles, the uncontrolled gasps and silence that took over. It was exhilarating and tiring.Time was measured in climaxes, but who was counting. As another crested, I could not help but notice he was still as stiff as ever and going strong, lasting longer than my expectations. I actually wondered if he had taken a sample Viagra pill. I brushed it off without complaint. The energy between us was growing, sweat dripped from me. Our bodies were becoming slick with our efforts.No. Collapsing on her side, shivering and spasming, she vomited profusely on the chipped tile floor, her body inundated with harmful radiation."Paige? Paige??" Hope called from upstairs, and Paige heard her feet on the steps; she couldn't call out because of her heaving stomach."In the name of Atom, I command you to cease. Now."The voice was calm, in control. Paige couldn't wrest her body from the throes of sudden radiation inundation, and her eyes would barely open, but she saw Hope's pipe pistol.