Even though Michael and I were caught last Friday by one of the school’s janitors, Mr. Jay, we were both horny as fuck. We didn’t want to wait unt...l we got to my house because there was a chance that my mom would be home. Also, our sexual desires clouded our judgment.I ask Michael, “Did you see Mr. Jay here today? I didn’t see him at all today.”Michael says, “You know what? I didn’t see him either, maybe he has today off.”I say, “That makes sense 'cause usually I see him in the halls throughout. They weren’t all combat bioforms – in fact, a good chunk of them looked as if they weren’t designed for combat at all. There were huge creatures that immediately punched holes through walls in recycling plants and food centers and began to attach egg-sacks to algea tanks. There were several of similar makes who looked as if they were focusing on prison centers. And there were helpful, scarab shaped bugs that were heaped with... “Are those rifles?” one of the marines whispered.Through several. I was dreading going to work that morning. Diana wouldn't be there, and she told me that Mr. Fitzgerald would be working from home this week. Even if Diana were to be home, we wouldn't be able to sneak away and be alone. I arrived at the house and was greeted by a cheerful Mr. Fitzgerald. He ushered me into the house and I got the shock of my life when I saw Diana, sitting on the couch where we first became intimate. "Hello, AJ. Good to see you again." Diana was doing a good job of being. Tomorrow, we have celebration."Before Michelle could do anything, Sarge's wife grabbed her hand. Zelda was a very strong woman and she had little difficulty coaxing Michelle to follow her. The woman led the way up a big set of stairs and into a large bedroom before Michelle knew what happened. "They bad ... Sarge and his rotten men ... they bad. Come! It is late. Take off ... we bathe," Zelda said.Michelle's mouth hung open. She was utterly amazed that Zelda could speak English so well but then.