After a transverse to the fertility clinic's main storage area, we find the storage technician and demand, "We want all of the male procreation compon...nt in storage location Alpha Bravo twenty-three transferred into a storage vessel."He begins to complain but I raise a short sword and explain his limited choices, "Do this or forfeit your life."Alexi observes as he begins to make the component transfer then states, "Mira, he is not accessing the correct sample."I glance at Alexi and question,. I thought about how Max was really going to be pissed when he woke up and found out what he missed. All I could do was nod, and step forward. And that's when it happened."The boy stopped talking and licked his lips as if he was nervous ... or horny ... or both. Hank had been so mesmerized by the mental images that he hadn't noticed that Jamie was holding onto his prick through the towel and kind of squeezing it. Hank knew he should stop and get out of the house, but he couldn't. He had to ask. "You're a little nervous aren't you hon?" he laughed."Of course I'm a little fucking nervous Dadddddy! I've got about a thousand naked pricks facing me every where I look. What a goddam nightmare! I'm going for a swim now," I announced, "I'll see you later."For twenty minutes I stayed in the ocean, watching the comings and goings until I finally got at least a little more comfortable with the bodies around me."It's not that bad," I announced when I finally returned and sat down next to. We’re lookin’ fer ol’ George.”“Oh. He’s gotta shack ‘bout halfway to the creek.”“Right-o.”With Jos carrying the food, they walked up a path a bit west of north and soon saw a ramshackle board and tin shack. A shaggy older man was sitting on a broken-down chair in a patch of sun.“Coee,” called Zeke.“Who’s zat?” came back.“Yo’ ol’ fren Zeke an’ his cobber. Brung some grub.”“Whatcha got?”“Burgers.”“Ain’t got nuttin’ but Adam’s ale, boys.”“We got a pair o’ slabs to trade.”“Lemme see whatcha got an’.