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Forty five minutes later, while all four were still cleaning up the messes of foam, something began to buzz sharply. Deston stepped over to the board and flipped a switch. The communicator came on. Since everything aboard a starship is designed to fail safe, they were, of course, in normal space. FORTY FIVE MINUTES LATER WHILE ALL FOUR WERE STILL CLEANING UP THE MESSES OF FOAM SOMETHING BEGAN TO BUZZ SHARPLY DESTON STEPPED OVER TO THE BOARD AND FLIPPED A SWITCH THE COMMUNICATOR CAME ON SINCE EVERYTHING ABOARD A STARSHIP IS DESIGNED TO FALL SAFE THEY WERE OF COURSE IN NORMAL SPACE
e hard and deep. Just once is all anybody can do, but that's enough. And don't fight. Any ordinary woman I could handle, but I can't handle you fast enough. So if you don't inhale deep I'll have to knock you cold. Otherwise you die of lung cancer. Will do?" "Will do, sweetheart. Good and deep. No fight," and she emptied her lungs. He slapped it on. She inhaled, good and deep; and went into convulsive paroxysms of coughing. He held her in his arms until the worst of it was over; but she was still coughing hard when she pulled herself away from him. "But ... how ... about ... you?" She could just barely talk; her voice was distorted, almost inaudible. "Let ... me ... help ... you ... quick!" "No need, darling. Two other men out there. The old man probably won't need it--I think I got him into the safe quick enough--the other guy and I will help each other. So lie down there on the bunk and take it easy until I come back here and help you get the gunkum off. So-long for half an hour, pet. AY SO WHEN I SLAP A GLOB OF IT OVER YOUR MOUTH AND NOSE IN HELL HARD AND DEEP JUST ONCE AS ALL ANYBODY CAN DO BUT THAT'S ENOUGH AND DON'T FIGHT ANY ORDINARY WOMAN I COULD HANDLE BUT I CAN'T HANDLE YOU FAST ENOUGH SO IF YOU DON'T INHALE DEEP I'LL HAVE TO KNOCK YOU COLD OTHERWISE YOU'LL DIE OF LUNG CANCER WE'LL DO WE'LL DO SWEETHEART GOOD AND DEEP NO FIGHT AND SHE EMPTIED HER LUNGS HE SLAPPED IT ON SHE INHEALED GOOD AND DEEP AND WENT INTO CONVULSIVE PAROXYSMS OF COUGHING HE HELD HER IN HIS ARMS UNTIL THE WORST OF IT WAS OVER BUT SHE WAS STILL COUGHING HARD WHEN SHE PULLED HERSELF AWAY FROM HIM BUT HOW ABOUT YOU SHE COULD JUST BARELY TALK HER VOICE WAS DISTORTED ALMOST INAUDIBLE LET ME HELP YOU QUICK NO NEED DARLING TWO OTHER MEN OUT THERE THE OLD MAN PROBABLY WON'T NEED IT I THINK I GOT HIM INTO THE SAFE QUICK ENOUGH THE OTHER GUY AND I WILL HELP EACH OTHER SO LIE DOWN THERE ON THE BUNK AND TAKE IT EASY UNTIL I COME BACK HERE AND HELP YOU GET THE GUM COCK OFF SO LONG FOR HALF AN HOUR PET
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