Every time he woke up, his senses were overwhelmed with the smell of fried steak."Lights on."The sudden yet expected blinding light made him groan and...roll over. He missed the old fluorescent light bulbs, the low hum and significantly dimmer light compared to the new LED lights in his room. But the station commander wanted everything to be modernized, so his old lights were taken down and incinerated, the new standard for garbage disposal on the decade old space station."One cup of coffee,. Sean and I looked at the list he had delivered. It wasn't all that long, about thirty locations, but they were scattered all over the country. The first six were in or around Boston."We'll need guides to most of these locations, and they will need to know who will be allowed access to the facilities," I told him."Yes, we anticipated that and have arranged guides who will know what you need. We haven't been able to make the mirror spell work successfully yet, so we are still using the internet. What about Fumi?”“Fumi is alright,” the nurse told her. “She is unharmed.”“I have already contacted Mrs. Yuki and let her know of the situation that happened,” the principal continued. “She is going to be coming to pick her up. I am releasing Gary and Fumi today after the recent events. It will allow everyone to heal after the events today.”“Thank you, Principal Farrow. Go ahead and contact Mrs. Yuki. I will go ahead and bring both my son and her back home.”“I will do that. Take care, and I. Partners swapped again, but we both escaped cloying hands and nearly ran to the nearest sofa. We barely suppressed our nervous laughing as we spied on the other dozen couples, content to be, temporarily, voyeurs of all those willing exhibitionists. Drinks flowed even during the dirty dancing and some had already had too much. Those tipsy women were very slow to restore their released tits to their holsters so several tight nipples on elongated tits spun slowly for our delight. I didn’t see any.