“The money’s in the top drawer of my bedroom dresser.” Simon hurriedly said. “Okay Carl I’ve got to go now champ, I’m sure you can sort th...ngs out for yourself. Bye!”I was sure I could vaguely here Carl’s voice shouting something before it was cut off. Simon let out a loud sigh of relief as he threw the phone across the room, tilting his head towards the ceiling. Seizing my opportunity I pushed my finger knuckle deep into his hole, simultaneously sliding my lips down his shaft till his balls. Nowadays the unexpected hard-on didn’t happen very much. Aging was a relief to me, actually, bringing a year-by-year, gradually decreasing libido. Why the hell some men wanted extra testosterone puzzled me. Less hard-ons was fine by me, as generally nothing came of it anyway. I regarded myself to be a happily married geek and long over-the-hill. After I was fifty I could even wear boxer shorts; when I was younger the slight motion of loose fabric on genitals was enough to generate too many. "My idiot of a sister dragged me to the dance so she could meet boys. Charlene never met a pair of pants she didn't fall in love with. One week she was in love with Jeffrey Shaddock, a piece of trash from way on the wrong side of the tracks. Daddy wanted to kill that boy from the first time he came by the house asking for a date. Charlene just wanted to thumb her nose at Daddy."That Friday night Charlene and Jeffrey got so busy kissing, they got thrown out and left me with no way home. My best. Our feed didn’t include sound, but the emission the Vermin made was so powerful, it temporarily caused the cameras to blur.After the cannibalism event occurred, it was every Vermin for itself. Each battle proved to be even more gruesome than the previous one. Some of the creatures managed to escape back to their ships. I could only assume they were frantically searching for a cure, and I prayed they wouldn’t find one.Actually, regarding a cure, I did come across something in my experiments..