The computer was taking the threat seriously. He waited as the screen faded, changing to a very retro-looking vid-screen standby screen, featuring a m...n in strange feathered headdress. The screen seemed to pixellate, then came back to a dark screen. A simple, blocky green font began to fill the screen, in what looked like old style computer commands. Zeke frowned. He typed very quickly indeed. ‘Don’t try anything fancy. I can set this off manually too. You can’t do anything about a hard-wire. Trying to straiten out my hair as the elevator stopped at his penthouse and opened up to the most lavish of surroundings there were lots of bust ladies and gurls all over the place but none as big as me and they all froze when I walked out of the elevator you could have heard a pin drop it was so quite then only the sound of my twelve inch heels clacking loudly on the hard wood as I walked my eyes zoomed in on him still wearing a pair of spandex pants with a girl sitting in his lap her tits. “First as an English teacher, I am proud that you used the word wanton correctly. Second, you were corrupted way before I came along. An innocent boy your age would not know how to make my body feel the way it does when I am with you or know how to do the things you do.” She gave my hard cock a gentle squeeze, “I have to go soon so how about you show me one more time how you can make my body feel.” I liked that Mrs. Jennings was an honest and practical woman and she explained to me. My helmet guided me through the room of dead bodies, down a short hallway and then right up to a blank section of wall. It opened silently and inside on a bench was exactly what I needed. I grabbed it up, some small screwdrivers, a weird looking tool, and a roll of some sort of tape.Thirty-Six was stripped down like I had asked. The weird tool was what the shield unit needed to open up hidden access doors used to patch in these long strip things I had grabbed from the hidden room. I strapped.