She was petrified now but I simply slung her over my shoulder and made for my bunk. My 2IC who had caught the whole show approached.‘Sir do you think it’s fair, you have banned all the men from having sex yet here you are about to indulge your base nature.’I swung up an arm, ‘tell them to help themselves, there are plenty to go round.’He paled when he realised that I meant the females, ‘I will tell them sir.’‘Be sure to Peter, I don’t want to have to repopulate the whole human race by myself now do I.’‘It doesn’t bear thinking about sir.
J.W. Murison, Death Rises
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