I held my breath, desperately trying not to gag. The sperm started to squeeze out of my mouth and run down my chin. I swallowed again and as I did the...third spurt shot in to my mouth and straight down my open throat. It was such a relief to have found a way to stop my mouth being filled so much and so ease the feeling of constant imminent choking. A fourth, fifth and sixth spurt entered me but they were slowly diminishing in size strength and frequency. I was able to take a long needed breath. So I took this to my advantage and told the guard that I was scared to go as the lights were off. It took me time to explain it to him because I didn’t know Hindi.Then when he finally understood, he laughed and told he’ll accompany me. I was already excited and was grinning broadly. I went in and before I stepped into the private restroom, I stood in the corridor of the restroom and took my pants and underwear off. The guard just gaped at me. His jaw dropped to the floor. And I innocently asked. You may yet save others." Not feeling heroic at the moment."The Lady snorted. "Does the multiverse care? The Hive has consumed afifth of the known worlds. Yesterday, this world was not ready to repelthe Hive. Tomorrow, if we are given the gift of tomorrow, this world maybe ready enough." Do histories converge?" Eh?" I'm looking at the equations for bulk space. Translations back to myhome reality - there's always two solutions, a plus and a minus. Ripsopen in plus space, but I can't find a. All his knowledge, all his training and here I was, this pitiful boy/girl curled up in front of him, trying to hide my bosom under a baggy jumper. And him, with the knowledge of his failure and the realisation that if the same symptoms hit someone else then the same inevitable outcome would befall him. An abomination of nature, a halfling. The last support he offered me, that of a counsellor, left me in a deep, dark depression. Even in this last duty to me, he had failed. The next day we moved.