Mind you, according to her ‘friends’, it was the woman who was more likely to over-enjoy the wine than her husband, who was a confirmed beer drink...r.The place would be a lot quieter without them all chattering and laughing together; after we waved them off in the minibus for the last time, the foreman even admitted that he’d miss them and their banter – they’d been a very cheerful bunch, even if they were loud and ribald, and liked nothing better than to try to get the men to blush in. "Fuck him." I shook my head, driving slowly because I knew I was fucked up.I went to Gary's house, but found it dark and empty, like he'd said it would be and I frowned. I wanted to be with someone who didn't care. Who didn't have a family. Who could just help me relax, and thinking all that, it made me wonder why I'd thought of Gary. I wanted him to have sex with me, probably. I frowned at that thought too. Gary was an asshole. I hated him. So why had I come to his place? Because he'd give me. Dust was rising into the air as several hundred years of dirt and leaves and branches collapsed into the underground structure, but the hanger doors opened fully."Power readings from the base?" Martin asked.Tina shook her head. "Minimal." She answered. "And I'm not detecting any infra red signatures near the landing pad either. But we don't know about the rest of the base. Our instruments can't penetrate the outer shell armor."Ben looked at Martin. "It's your call Marty." He said."Christ. A few last squirts of pump spray and then justthat fast she was covering his eyes as she coated his entire head onelast time, as there was no chance he could even breathe without takingin all the fumes.When the vapors finally cleared, she was changing his earrings and thenadded a bracelet as he felt nauseous knowing he was just about done."Stand up, sis." Tracey was all business now.As he stood, she pulled off his robe, tossing it onto her bed and thenkneeling down ever so cautiously, pulling.