We've got her all night, and you have no work tomorrow, correct?" Yes, Dehlia. Nothing is going to make me go to work tomorrow, can she spend the nigh... with us?" Yes, if it's alright with her, but don't get attached to her, she's married, remember?"He bit down on his bottom lip. "Yeah, I remember." Well, don't look so sad, you still have your dicksucking girlfriend here that's more than willing to please you whenever you want, buster. It's amazing what a little cuddling with your girlfriend. Pilots don’t need to suit up unless they’re on a mission where they’ll land and exit the shuttle. But nobody ... and I mean absolutely nobody steps on dirt without wearing a desert suit! That is including ourselves and you, too, sir!”“Good. So that means the two crew in the back should probably wear their suits in case the shuttle has to make a fast landing for some ground work, like picking up refugees or off-loading supplies.”“Alright, our lunar support ship came through like gang-busters. The metal was black everywhere apart from the edges, where the cross appeared to be picked out with a flame-red outline. Jackson wondered what he was supposed to do with it.Oh crap, one of those clanking clockwork heads was already bearing down on him. More in hope than anything, he thrust out the cross as if warding off a vampire.A fireball erupted from the centre of the cross and blasted the oncoming head into a shower of bolts, springs and shards of twisted metal. They faded away leaving. And Ging gave it right back to mom.This went on for probably about 15 minutes. Me and Mikey knew enough to keep our noses out of their business, so we sat on the couch watching TV, keeping quiet. Finally, I heard mom yell, “That’s it! I’ve had enough of you! Come here!” Mikey and I just looked at each other, knowing that this was going to get ugly.And then we heard it. SMACK (Giggle, Giggle)…SMACK (Giggle, Giggle)…SMACK (Giggle, Giggle). Three or four more times of this and then I heard,.