You know that?" Look, I'm not asking what your politics are or what you think about mandatory organ donation. I'm asking how you got the name for your...ship. It's not that complicated, really."Red looked over at Garth, realized he meant no harm and turned the corner of her mouth as she remembered the origin of the name."Rascal... was what my father used to call me. An 'incorrigible rascal', as he put it. I was a wild little thing back then. Had quite a reputation on Kolibri Station. An' I guess. What's your name, hottie?" Z-Zach," she stammered."She likes 'em hairy," Gaby said with a wink, lifting her arm to reveala tuft of armpit hair."Can I touch your hair, Zach?" Mai asked."That might be the first time I've ever heard someone ask a white girlthat question," Tiffany said."Right?" Gaby agreed."Yes?" Zach said hesitantly. Mai ran her fingers through Zach's longhair, occasionally sliding her hands down her sideburns to stroke herbeard. Zach gripped the table, her eyelids fluttering."I. . Oh, oh.... the dishes.Oh.I could, however, have done with your assistance... Yes?... last night.Oh?Mmmhmmm.You going to tell me?I might.Oh, come on. I'm stuck in this Goddamn hotel room... You tell me first.Tell you what?Last night. Did you get horny?I... yeah... And did you do something about it?I did.And what was that, Scotty?I think her name was Crystal.What!Or was it Cindy?You did not.No, I didn't. And yes, I got cosy with my hand. Big deal.Not that big.Hey!Your hand, dear.Oh. Anyway,. Rory was such a complex creature; a girl of constant surprises, fascinating and enchanting. Last night, in the complete darkness, she’d woken me and silently sought pleasure. It was incredible. Yet, there was a quiet desperation in her. Had that been the manifestation of her fears?Rory had fucked me. She’d used me. And I’d loved it.Rory muttered in her sleep and rolled, giving me her back and hugging my arm to her.Pain formed in my chest.The boat rocked gently. Small waves slapped against the.
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