It was pretty obvious what I wanted. Her eyes darted towards my crotch and then back to mine. I smiled.“So you don’t have any cash?” she pressed...“No,” I repeated.She bit down on her lower lip.“I really need some help here,” she pressed.“I can help you, but first you have to help me,” I replied.“What do you want help with?” she asked.This girl was either the most naive person on the planet or she was just toying with me. I placed my hand on my crotch and squeezed my cock. There was no way she. He turned to face it and said, “Open.”“Smarty-bum,” Bette grumbled when the panel slid back and light flooded into the dimly lit hall. What amazed them both was that they heard the hum of machinery. On three sides of the room, they saw electrical cabinets that had screens mounted in the doors, showing all manner of systems on them.In the middle of the room was a large tank. It was three metres square and one and half metres deep and had several pipes connected to two opposing sides of the tank.. That was a relief, it wasn’t the bloody bailiffs or the lowlife loan sharks, just the unmistakeable flat-nosed face of Eddie Griffiths, who I used to attend school with, back when I had something to fully occupy my daylight hours. I opened the door. Brrr! It was bloody cold out there. I looked at Eddie with one eye open and the other still glued tightly shut.“Come on, sleepy bones,” Eddie growled and, as usual, not mincing his words, “Some of us’ve got jobs to do.”“Well, what’yer doin’ wasting’. I frowned at that and nodded. “Lana and Beck have been super patient in all this. Have they mentioned it or are you noticing it before it becomes a problem, like you did with my course schedule?”“Mostly me noticing, but I think Lana wanted to drag you into the shower earlier and that thing with the sunblock was kind of intense,” she said.I nodded in agreement at that. “I dunno where she came up with it, but it’s a good thing she stopped. The lifeguards were watching us and not the water. Are.