I turned to face my husband. God he looked amazing. His brown hair flowed around his shoulders in the breeze and his large brown eyes scanned the hori...on.I took out the canteen and drank long and deep, passing it to Bill, and decided that this would be the perfect place for lunch. Taking the blanket out of the knapsack and spreading it across the broken stone floor of the ruins, I sat down and beckoned Bill toward me. As he sat beside me I inhaled his warm smell, of sweat, grass, and springtime. Corec furrowed his brow. “Who’s missing?”“Renny Senshall’s representative. I never caught her name—oh.” The dwarf stopped talking and stared past him.Corec turned to the loading ramp to see who Boktar was looking at.Razai was waiting two berths away from the Peregrine when Corec strode past on his way to the ship. He didn’t notice her in the sailor disguise she was wearing.She couldn’t help laughing. Her father had won after all.Why hadn’t she gone somewhere farther away? Why had she stayed in. As the offers to do impersonations slowed alongside the real singer's career, this look-alike found a mildly livable income impersonating Courtney on her back. In the tightly packed, alcohol flowing rooms, in which she lip-synched her way around the stage, she could always spot her mark. There was always one male in the room who wanted to believe her hypnotic swinging hips and well practiced moves were those of the real Courtney. He could picture nothing more than reveling in illusion that it. Meanhwhile, it seemed that seeing my mom's pussy or breasts was impossible, some kind of verboten activity; while my sister was allowed inside her bedroom while my mom was getting dressed and ready for work, it was absolutely out of the question that I be there too. Which got me thinking that there ought to be something really nasty about women's sexy bits. Like I was reminded before I was even old enough to go to school. when the superintendent at our building thought he had caught me watching.