It found itself inside exploding stars; on planets burning alive; on worlds so cold the only movement could be found in asteroid strikes every few hun...red years.Eventually, the rod travelled to a new system. This time, though, it found something.Life.In its infinite travels, the rod had developed a consciousness. A mind.A curious mind.It altered it's trajectory slightly, so it might hit the planet.It landed.In it's memories, it remembered tales of a lost race. A race who'd glue themselves. ” She felt her eyes moisten again, her face almost cracking with the broad smile on her face. “Oh Simon, that would be wonderful and don’t worry, I always come prepared, my passport’s in my bag, just in case... You never know what a client might want to do...” Simon frowned slightly when she mentioned her ‘work’ but of course, had it not been for her ‘job’, he would never have met her. He grinned, remembering just what a good job she had given him. “So, what do you think? Do you fancy. I’m just examining the wares,” smiled Zoë, who had sunk down to Nigel’s knees and was unzipping his flies. She was glad he’d not worn jeans. They were a fucking pain to get open: so tight and all those fiddly buttons! “I’m not sure you should be… I don’t really know you…” stuttered Nigel as Zoë’s hand delved into his front and tugged at his underpants. It wasn’t quite as easy to get at his cock as she’d thought, so she undid the top buttons at the waist and pulled the trousers fully open. And. No orderlies were around, So I asked , "Stu , why don't I go there to get this guy ? It's just the other side of ER." Stu looked up from his crossword puzzle and said, "yah , OK."I wandered off with my map and the requisition. Man, this hospital is a maze, I thought. It's a big sprawling building that had additions built on every 10 years.I got to the Psych ward entrance....... A sign in bold letters stated - This door is locked between 11 pm and 7:30 am.Hmmm, I turned the corner and came to.