”I agreed.“The important thing,” I noted, “is that you show up to play and have fun.”Sammi placed her hands on to my knees and wiggled her b...tt back and forth. She looked back at me for my reaction, and asked if I was having fun.“If you don’t stop wiggling your silly ass in my lap,” I whispered, “I will have to reseat you.”Sammi laughed.“Am I causing you issues?”“Yes,” I replied, “so behave yourself.”“I can’t,” Sammi replied as she gently rocked her hips back and forth.“Stop it!” I said more. The new corridor had a glass wall on the right. Lightning flashed, lighting up the corridor as if a thousand light bulbs had gone off at the same time. Then thunder cracked and rumbled, shaking the building. Rain pelted the glass wall. The rain turned into hail, small ice pellets at first, but then became a little larger, about the size of frozen peas. The pellets bounced off the glass and off the green grass outside the wall as if the grass was a trampoline.The alien planet has violent storms,. "Veronica is my executive assistant." I bet she's quite good... at assisting, I mean," he smiled."Yes she is," replied Betty."Are you good Veronica?" he asked, his meaning hardly subtle."Miss Seaver seems to think so," relied Veronica."I'll just bet you are."Again his eyes roamed and she couldn't help but squirm a bit. He was enjoying her discomfort."Here is the agreement," said Veronica sliding folders before Betty and Pilfor. "The merger arrangements have been agreed to by both of you. The. No signs of any holes or cracks. It wasn't long before Rambo came back with, Time's up. I put on the glove and helmet with face protection again and slid the door open. Only a stray wisp of fog remained and extending my arm with the water hose, I played the stream of water to cover every single inch of the wall that the acid might have touched.This was some heavy duty acid shit Rambo had come up with, but I won't tell you what it is. Do your own fucking homework if you ever want to tunnel.