" The whole time, Shelia nodded."The AI from the Artemis Moon Base just confirmed that forty-five metric tons of Confed-E02 high explosives at least t...irty meters into the main entrance should destroy the ship." Shelia looked back at the group. "The nearest factory replicator is four hours away. It would take it ten hours to create that amount."Davy sat back down and pulled out a chair for Jacob. Davy then turned to Shelia. "How stable is the explosive?" A moment, let me ask the AI," Shelia. I walked in backstage and two dancers were in there. One girl was sitting on top of a table and the other one was eating her pussy. It wasn't unusual. A lot of girls have sex back stage along with doing a little cocaine. I didn't do d**gs at that point in my life.Anyway, I started freshing up while listening to the girls moan and calling each other sluts and whores. It was actually a turn on for me."You want some of this?" Said the girl doing the licking.I walked over to the table, glanced down. The bulge in my pants had not been this hard in years. I placed the bra with the panties, and tried to regain my composure. Ashley soon appeared from the bathroom, wet hair and wearing a towel. The towel barely wrapped around her body, and she was holding it together with one hand. ‘Forgot my underwear’, Ashley giggled. Struggling to keep her towel on, she picked out a matching pair of thongs and a bra, black with little print. Trying not to stare, while concealing my erection, I turned away. It'd justbring up uncomfortable questions.Something isn't right. It's noon, and I don't think Elvis had emerald greeneyes. Well, I didn't either. I do now. I watched them change in the mirror,from sky blue to emerald green in maybe a minute or two. I need a cigarette.I tap a Capri 120 from its pack and place it in my now-soft and lusciousmouth. I go to light it up, but an ache in my fingers gets my attention.My nails are growing longer. I suppose I should be concerned, but for somereason I just.