“Translated approximately into galactic common, it means: I wish to remove my clothing in an expedient means because I either desire the touch of a ...illing male or female or other, or I seek to clean myself, or I desire to use the restroom to relieve my aching bowels, or perhaps, I long to feel the wind on my scales, for nudity is pleasant.”Merton blinked again. “Dragons, uh, they kinda like covering all the bases, don’t they?”“It is considered rude to come to the point too quickly in Low. "Could you come into the computer room right away?" shebarked.And a few moments later, in walked her secretary Janice, as calm as canbe. Janice was in the middle of doing her nails.Now Janice has always kind of intrigued me. Maybe kooky is the bestway to describe her. About 26, with short blonde hair that she wearsmoussed up into spikes. Sometimes she streaks some of her hair black. Too much black eyeliner, reminiscent of another decade. Some-times shewears leather vests, sometimes her. Unfortunately, while Greg had the capacity to love, he was without the willingness to share it. So we searched again, going forward in your world's time, this time, searching for someone with both the capacity for great love AND the willingness to share it. Once we found him, we put him in the brain-dead grandson of our original selection and proceeded to train and equip Michael with everything we could." Then let me ask you, Narvenia, do you still believe your plan will work?" John asked. Fortunately, his enhanced strength enabled him to catch her. No sooner was she safely in his arms than she was grasping for his face, kissing him everywhere at once."Ohmygod, ohmygod, ohmygod, Ryan, fuck me! Fuck me here! Fuck me now! Fuck me forever! Fuck me anywhere! Fuck me everywhere! Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you!!!"Suddenly, she was bawling. Deep sobs wracked her body, shaking her. The sobs continued for a long time. She tried to curl up into a tiny ball. "It's over," she.