Eric wasted no time. He took off his shirt, tore it apart, and started to wrap it around Marter’s waist. The crewman groaned, even screamed a little... but Eric pushed through it. He knew it was a waste of time, but he wasn’t about to let the man bleed to death.Took everything he had to not vomit. He wanted to curl into a ball and pretend none of this was happening. Maybe it was all some horrible nightmare and he’d wake up any moment.Something moved in the water.Eric fell back into the middle of. Young Harry Clegginbottom, Second Baron Acheron of Grimsdyke, was taking his morning bath."Look Nanny look" Harry shouted as a blob of spunk whistled past her ear and splattered against the bog house door."Harry you filthy boy," smiled Nanny, she had carefully nurtured Harry from birth into the fine upstanding member of the Aristocracy he would officially become when he became an adult.Harry smiled, he wished he could be a woman like nanny, she always scolded him when his appendage became hard. Number one, this was my 17 year old sister and number two those were some very lovely tits and I didn’t know whether to look or not and what to say. “Did I embarrass you? Are you grossed out?”“Well, you shocked me that’s for sure. I’m not grossed out at all. They are very nice. . . . it’s just weird. Give me a minute or two and I’ll be over the shock and I’ll be fine”.Stacey said, “I can put my top back on if it bothers you”. “No, no I said I’m fine. I just wasn’t expecting it. A lot of the circuits, pretty much all of which I'd put into the suit without understanding their function, worked together to create something far beyond anything I knew of being even possible."I am now almost completely self-repairing," Bud told me once I was wearing the suit and we could communicate. "The microwave treatment Friday has me running on what would normally be the 5 percent reserve. We'll have to go get a better charge somewhere, but our options are considerably improved." Can I.