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Do you wish the communication here or in your quarters?" "In my quarters," Hartwell replied then he entered his room. The image of both men appeared as Johnathon sat at his desk. "I hope that the both of you are making progress." Hartwell said as soon as he looked up. Both men gulped when they saw the look on Hartwell's face. "We are sir," Rayburn chimed in. "It appears that the ripalon energy that they are using is having a very severe adverse effect upon them." "Oh? Adverse in what way," Hartwell asked his interest peeked. "Well sir," Kimison started. "It appears that it not only disrupts our ships systems, it also is slowly sterilizing their race. I'm sure they Cartoons thought the risk was negligible though I can assure it is not. From the readings that Zan took well over seventy five percent of those on those ships were sterile." Hartwell's hand was on his chin as he considered this new information. Nodding he continued, "Now then as to the ripalon energy itself. Have you found a way to counter or perhaps even block it? Our ships being this defenseless, isn't sitting all that well with him or me." "Yes sir, we both know. We have been working on a better shielding frequency. As of yet it has only reduced the effect of the ripalon energy by fifty percent. We are also looking into how Zan was able to sweep through with no ill effects." Kimison said rattling off the facts as he knew them. Hartwell's head snapped up at this piece of information. "Wait; go back what was that last piece?" Kimison blinked a moment then stated, "I said that we were working on..." "No after that, you said that Zan was able to sweep in with no ill effects." Hartwell repeated. Kimison opened his mouth then snapped it shut as he turned to Rayburn. "My god man! You think it's possible?" Rayburn's mouth was also hanging open, "I hadn't factored that into the equation at all!" "I know but ..." She wore a lightweight blue wrap pulled tightly around her foxy frame. To Be Continued He pulled out and stood up, his semi-erect cock glistening. For the last three hours, both Timur and Cathy had been tracking the machine, they had started to call Sheila. At least it was well-stocked. Lily set the pile of clothes on top of his chest, then shot Brett a bright sunny smile. As they lay Cartoons resting in each other's arms kissing softly then touching each other's nipples, Ziva suddenly leapt to her feet exclaiming, "Oh my I nearly forgot I have a gift for you," and started to rummage in her backpack. The pressure was tighter than I would have liked. “I guess that makes sense. John knew he was about to cum and he had no intention of swallowing that load. Now he understood and listened to me. No more nagging to get him to do something about our daughter. We went inside and I gave her the grand tour, showing her each part of the house and explaining the different appliances. Both had big smiles on their face. “I have work to do anyway.