You too?"I laughed and the coldness of it sounded alien, unlike me. "Buy a girl a drink?"My older brother shot me a look that I couldn't read. He eyed...the short length of my dress and for a quick moment I was quite glad he couldn't see the rest of it beneath my coat. He'd kill me for wearing it. "You meeting someone, Lil? On a date with that friend of yours?" Not anymore," I said. My voice wobbled a little and Joe cocked an eyebrow. I knew what he was going to say before he said it."Didn't work. I breathed a huge sigh of relief. They didn't seem to be combat-trained, so even if they had guns my ultra-fast reflexes meant I would have triumphed in a firefight, but killing uninfected citizens was not tolerated and would have resulted in my enduring a long penance of hard-labor at Uncle Sam's pleasure. Uncertainty was not an acceptable excuse.I walked the rest of the way slowly, allowing my breathing to calm and my adrenaline rush to die away.I found the alley and turned into it, the. You know, she looks kind of German. I think I'll call her Fraulein Titzerhangen!" "Well, I'd expect you to make a joke of it." Marge snorted. "But I think it's downright disgusting! I mean, after all Fred, this is a family resort! How would you like it if I ran around like that?" "Like I said the lady probably is German honey. That's what they do over there! Nudity is no big deal to them. A lot of Europeans are into it. And to answer your question, I'd like it. I'd like it a lot!" "Come on. This is so daring for me but I recall an article I’d read in a woman’s magazine. It said that pushing your boundaries can feel like chicken soup for the soul. Walking out of the toilets, I’m not too sure that having wild sex with a complete stranger is chicken soup for the soul, but I’m going to give it a try.Two hours later, I’m flying as high as a rocket on a space mission. I’m lost in the music, and the drinks Genie and I share help me to lose my inhibitions. I can almost smell the.