.. I'm totally fuckin' sauced..." I'm going to pull your underpants off," I told him. "Your new husband is hoping for a little love this evening." Aw...Jesus, mate... I'm fuckin' wrecked... I can't hardly even see what's goin' on..."I wondered if his brother had laced his drinks with something stronger than vodka.I pulled his briefs down, keeping well away from his backside in case he let rip with one of his atomic farts, and Stephen pulled his own skimpy thong off to get on the bed with his. “I’m good, Miss Ellie. Thanks for keeping us stocked up.”“My pleasure, sir. Excellent music, if I may say so,” she added deferentially.“Glad you enjoyed it.”“Jonah mentioned that you plan to stay with us this evening?”“Yeah, we are.”“Wonderful. I’m going to bring some refreshments down to the cabin. Do you have any preferences for food, drink, and extras?”“Extras? Uh ... I don’t know. Just some beers and maybe some, uh, wine would be great. I’m not hungry, but ask the other guys, I guess.”“My. The SLUT is being a slut," Andy joked and Sarah flicked mashed potato at him. It stuck on his chest and he picked up the remains of his chocolate milkshake and covered Sarah's breasts. She gasped in shock at its coldness.Sarah blew and picked up some baked beans and threw them at Andy who was retreating. A few of them hit the person behind him who turned to see Sarah shaking off thick, chocolate drink from her breasts."Hey food fight," someone yelled and Sarah turned around to see someone throw. It would mean that supermodels wouldn't have to live on celery anymore and that silicone would no longer mean fake breasts. It meant that anyone with enough money could look like the woman of her dreams and every man's dream as well. It was going to change the world and make Biotech ridiculously rich.Unfortunately it did change the world, but for the worse. The proposed virus was eventually to be perfected so that it would only alter the DNA and give only the desired changes. The idea was that.