“No, it wasn’t that either. Quite the opposite. It wasn’t what I expected. I was so turned on. Not out of control exactly but nearly. I scared m...self, I guess. And afterwards – well, I just felt awful.”“It sound like you did exactly the right thing, then. Sometimes I think that tops need a safe word too.”“I didn’t mean to upset Lionel, it really wasn’t his fault. It was just that I was rougher than I ever thought I could be. And, well,...”“And...”“Well, I made use of him. Grabbed him and just,. Oh, by the way, did I happen to mention that part of the Becoming-a-Colonist deal, was having your physical age retracted to about eighteen years old, or so? Think we might be able to draw a few bees with that honeycomb? After all, how many of the folks out there do you think have ever wished for a chance to live their lives again without the mistakes?''Michael, we're not talking about eternal life here, are we?''Oh Lord, no. It's just one more trip around the mulberry tree, but this time they. They used a lot of big words.Faoril rode at Thrak's side as he led the party, the pair still talking and laughing. They held a spirited debate on the limits of power that should be placed on any ruling body to protect the natural-born rights, given to all by the gods, to every sentient creature. I had no idea what they were talking about. They kept quoting philosophers."They sounds like a lecture in the temple," Sophia whispered. "Or one of my tutors. I never could be bothered. It gives me a. . you’re good at secret plans..’ The scent of the oil drifting towards her nostrils. ‘Almond? How did you know?’ He just chuckled, leaning down to nip at her ear. ‘Take off your shirt, then lie down, close your eyes and just relax.’ He whispered. She grinned, sitting up and slipping out of her shirt and unsnapping her bra before lying back down. He grinned at her bare skin, soft, pale and warm. Fingers moved over her back, stopping on knots until they dissolved beneath his fingers. Tiny moans.