“So did you fuck him the first day you met him?”“No!”He frowned. “So when?”I looked at his shoulder.“The day after.”Robbie exhaled. I ...anted to hate him.“And when did he fuck your ass?” he pressed. “The day after that?”“No.” I lay down, defeated. My voice was a monotone. “The same day.”“All in, huh?” Robbie scowled. “How the fuck did he manage that?”“Because it was reckless,” I snapped. “I never cared about him enough to want to take time. I don’t understand why you’re making such a big deal. We are planning on visiting 'Pest on way back to Sol; from here we go to Bhute before 'Pest. Bhute does have a thing about muties but they are now neutral.'"Bert, the colony are thinking about relocating to Old Earth" TJ informed him "they seem to feel that being on a single government planet at war has its dangers." I'm a tad sympathetic to that view and the destruction of a humongous navy fleet means there aint as much as there used to be defending this planet." Oh?" TJ's forehead wrinkled. However, last night was something else. I went over to the kids place to walk around with the grand kids. I knew I was going to be bored and cold so I gritted my teeth and dressed warm for the evening. When I arrived the activity was already at a peak. I just stayed in the back ground as the little guys got ready, ate and were chomping at the bit to get going. The mom told me they were waiting on someone before we could go and they were about five minutes away. I was told it was a friend from. For fuck's sake! What the hell is that?I throw the notepad at the door. It hits hard, splaying out like the stupid dove that hit my kitchen window that morning. It thuds to the floor, loose pages fluttering in its wake. The pen, gripped in my right hand, is about to suffer a similar fate when the door opens a crack, disarming me. A familiar face peeps cautiously around."Trouble?" An arm slides around the door. A shoulder. "Ooh…" The face grins. "What are you wearing?" The grin widens. "Is it my.