That didn't jibe with the information the doctor had given him. He pulled out the printout the nurse had given him with the names of potential carrier.... It had only 14 names on it and the doctor said she didn't suspect it would go past third generation – which should be known in full by the next day.He pondered for a moment then dialed the hospital they had left less than an hour ago and asked to be put through to the infectious disease laboratory."Uh, hi, I'm sorry if I'm being a pest, but. "I'm sorry sir," he stammered, "I'll get right back to work." "Hold your horses," interrupted Mr. Warden, "You're not getting off scot-free, not only are you slacking off, but you've been snooping through my things." Mr. Warden went over to a corner and dragged an old wooden sawhorse to the middle of the room. Dusting it off he turned back to Kevin and ordered the boy to bend over the wooden structure. Kevin obliged, bracing himself for a whupping. Sure enough Mr. Warden grabbed a nearby. She was the perfect girl with straight A grades, she was tall and slender, and she had a great set of tits. The fact that she always wore those cheerleader panties tucked into her pussy just made ever guy hard instantly. Many of the teachers referred to her as Miss Camel Toe. I simply referred to her as ‘my daughter.’ Yes, my daughter Vivian was the cause of all those males and probable most of those females too masturbating themselves to sleep at night. I included myself in that group. Tjen nodded. “Yes.”“All I needed to know. Lets get dressed. We have a flying machine to catch,” I said, grinning at her – trying to seem jaunty and ready. Yanks seemed to act like they could take on the whole world, if they had the right motivation. I remembered the famous last words of the 76th Rifles: These dumb bastards came an awful long way just to die. Those words had been transcribed by the only survivor of the attack on the Washington infestation as several dozen regiments marched into.