Unfortunately, no.

No (69). _I feel like I should have something fun for when a Mythic roll gets a 69...

Mike heads home through the deserted streets, nary a soul in sight. Ten minutes later he's at his dorm, and he sighs. Another night to add to the dry spell...oh well. He swipes into his dorm and makes his way upstairs, letting himself quietly into his room. His roommate, Tyler, is already asleep, snoring under the covers, and Mike changes quickly and gets into bed. He folds his hands behind his head and stares at the ceiling for a few minutes. Damn, I wouldn't mind getting Phuong to fuck me if I could...I wonder what it'd take? She seems interested, but she always backs off... The mental image of his barely-older-than-him mentor unclothed swims into his mind, and he stifles a groan as he feels himself grow hard under the covers. _Those luscious breasts...gorgeous thighs...god, what I wouldn't give to get her to say yes. _He closes his eyes and pictures the Vietnamese girl lying naked before him on the crash mat. I could open her legs...lean down...just push in...I'm the hero of the world, after all, aren't I? Yeah...I am...

Smiling, he drifts off to sleep.

Chaos Factor +1 = 6