The Gas

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The Gas

Amrit drew up 10cc?s of the serum, before wrapping a tourniquet around his upper arm, raising the veins. He injected the liquid into his arm and felt the rush. He smiled, tucking a taser into his pocket, before entering the room he had built specially for today.

The room was large, and he had calculated he would need 1500 litres of the gas to reach the therapeutic concentration. It would take ten minutes to permeate the entire space, that had been set up to look like a club.

There was a stage and a bar, seating a dance floor and lights. What the people who had received the exclusive VIP invites to the party didn?t realise, was that they were simply lab rats. He wanted a field test of his gas before starting on his actual designs for it.

Amrit was rich, not Bill Gates/Elon Musk rich, but he had plenty of money. Having got his Ph.D. in molecular biochemistry he had patented a new drug, EZup, for the treatment of erectile disfunction that had revolutionised the market.

Sales of the stock medications of Viagra and Cilais had plummeted, because his drug, not only prompted erection, it increased libido, and appetite. It also increased sperm production in males and reduced refraction time. In clinical trials men reported that they could achieve for or five good orgasms in the time they would have previously struggled to reach one.

The drug worked equally well on men and women and had none of the troublesome side effects of the other ED medications. A ninety-year-old man with a dodgy heart could take it with impunity, although he would probably fuck himself to death if he did.

He had raked in almost a billion dollars in his first six months of trading, but then the big Pharma companies hit back. First, they tried to buy his patents, then, when that failed, they started legal proceedings claiming anything from copyright infringement to patent theft. They produced fictitious data proving his drug was carcinogenic, and the FDA which had been long in the pocket of the big Pharma had pulled his license.

Rather than go to battle with them, Amrit decided to pull his product out of the market. He knew that no matter how much money he had if the likes of GSK, J

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admin Admin Üyelik tarihi: 25 Şubat 2015 Mesajlar: 20.307	The Gas `En Ateşli Sex İçin Arayın 0023780009232` The Gas Amrit drew up 10cc?s of the serum, before wrapping a tourniquet around his upper arm, raising the veins. He injected the liquid into his arm and felt the rush. He smiled, tucking a taser into his pocket, before entering the room he had built specially for today. The room was large, and he had calculated he would need 1500 litres of the gas to reach the therapeutic concentration. It would take ten minutes to permeate the entire space, that had been set up to look like a club. There was a stage and a bar, seating a dance floor and lights. What the people who had received the exclusive VIP invites to the party didn?t realise, was that they were simply lab rats. He wanted a field test of his gas before starting on his actual designs for it. Amrit was rich, not Bill Gates/Elon Musk rich, but he had plenty of money. Having got his Ph.D. in molecular biochemistry he had patented a new drug, EZup, for the treatment of erectile disfunction that had revolutionised the market. Sales of the stock medications of Viagra and Cilais had plummeted, because his drug, not only prompted erection, it increased libido, and appetite. It also increased sperm production in males and reduced refraction time. In clinical trials men reported that they could achieve for or five good orgasms in the time they would have previously struggled to reach one. The drug worked equally well on men and women and had none of the troublesome side effects of the other ED medications. A ninety-year-old man with a dodgy heart could take it with impunity, although he would probably fuck himself to death if he did. He had raked in almost a billion dollars in his first six months of trading, but then the big Pharma companies hit back. First, they tried to buy his patents, then, when that failed, they started legal proceedings claiming anything from copyright infringement to patent theft. They produced fictitious data proving his drug was carcinogenic, and the FDA which had been long in the pocket of the big Pharma had pulled his license. Rather than go to battle with them, Amrit decided to pull his product out of the market. He knew that no matter how much money he had if the likes of GSK, J