They wanted more of his hot liquid. I could still feel the liquid oozing into my body. It was melting into my being; it was so hot, so thick. The orga...m pouring out of my body began slowing. The organ inside of me blocked it from escaping all at once. It poured out fast and ferociously but with a steadily slowing pace. The sentry lifted his head from my mouth. I looked over to Dakota. She was so very close to passing out in paradised pleasure. Her nude body was dripping with sweat. “See, you. You're Mark?!" Claire gasped in a low, sensual voice that wasas different from her usual high, chipper tone as everyone else's newvoices. As she did, she looked wide-eyed at first Mark and thenElizabeth. "Then you're ..." Liz," Elizabeth answer solemnly.At that revelation, Anthony snorted out a little laugh as he looked atMark. "You really are unlucky, man."Clearing his throat, Lyren continued. "Ahem ... now I could spend a lotof time explaining exactly why things are the way they are, but. It took three days before they gave up on it and told the president they could not get one drop, not even one viable sperm cell out of me. They had tried. I had been given dirty books. Nurses and girls had walked around with buttons undone to get me interested. All to no avail. I was upset and wasn't having any of it.I had thought so much about my treatment that I started thinking about what the aliens had done to me. If they had only changed my biologics it would be only a matter of 12 years. Dead silence. My thoughts filled with dread. I was deaf.The next few days were a whirl of doctors, nurses and therapists. With an avalanche of handwritten notes and booklets it was explained that I had lost my hearing due to my proximity to a premature detonation. The loss was expected to be permanent. With cheerful smiles; pamphlets and magazines were pushed into my hands, all expounding on deafness as though it were some special virtue. My angry reaction had no deterrent effect whatsoever. I.