And this Dorm had the ideal heating equipment anyway. The chemical he'd prepared was in the form of an aerosol. He intended to fit it into the warm ai... heating system, and had checked that this building had one. Only the older buildings did. He sneaked into the heating system control room, through an outer door, and set to work. It wasn't a hard job and after 15 minutes or so it was fixed. The contraption he'd rigged had a timer and he set it for 10 PM.He crept out of the building again, and. ’ ‘You might as well tell the whole truth, I’m kicking you out in half an hour.’ ‘He’s my ex. We’ve been fucking again for about six months.’ ‘While fucking me too. Is he clean? Are you?’ ‘I don’t know’ ‘I’ve heard enough. You have half an hour. Get your stuff and get out. I’m calling the clinic for an STD check up’. *** Gonorrhoea. The bitch and her ex gave me fucking gonorrhoea. After a course of antibiotics I was clean but with the STD and being thoroughly pissed off at Tina, I hadn’t slept. His mind was racing thinking about where he would take her on the boat. He managed to suggest that they go inside to warm up and get a drink before he grew any harder. They had had a big breakfast and it was still before noon, so large coffees and a pastry were the ordered in the restaurant/bar rather than anything stronger. Juliana had still not realized that an extra button had become undone on her shirt and Robert sat beside her now, getting more than a fleeting glimpse of her breasts in. "Good, all ships retreat back to position Alpha 0001-3," Derrick ordered. Flashing out the fleet was partly in confusion a few ships colliding trying to escape the newcomers that were taking them out with ease. "All ships! Status report!" Derrick inquired."All systems green minimal damage," Shelby reported."1% of all weapons damaged," Lucy stated."20% shield reduction regenerating now," Conner said."Damage to shields minimal, 3% of weapons damaged, light shield reduced to 80%, all in re-gen.