" Jazz smiled.Chastity punched her in the shoulder.Joi said, "Sticky side down. It's not difficult. Line your pantieswith one. Pull 'em up." The tampo...s?" That takes some practice. Maybe your first flow will be light. Minewas." Joi tucked an extra pair of panties into Chastity's purse. "Justin case," she said.********The doorbell rang. House depicted the visitor as a gender-neutral waifin a Skaterboi tee shirt. The waif held a skateboard.Chastity opened the door. It was a boy, not at all. Scared to death of them. There’s something absolute about endings ya know? At least, I used to think that as a kid. Let’s be honest. Endings suck. Even the good ones. Mean’s the shows over. The lights are out. It’s why what we have is never enough. We just refuse to be content. Think about it.”“I guess so.”“I’m doing a shit job of explaining.”“Duh.”“Never said I was good with words. Paint and canvas much more my style.”“You sure bout that?”I give you a pinch.“Hey.”“We’ve even now,” I grin,. Can you be happy treating others with respect? Some people can’t, and I won’t fault you if you are one of those. There is value in being an asshole in certain situations. Maybe instead of being in charge of a prison, we can find you a job as a negotiator, where your job is to intimidate and get us better trade deals.”“Larz, think about it. Either way you decide to go, there is a good job waiting for you. Moving on.”“Projects, Jimmy, After you finish upgrading the barriers, your next major. The kiss started slowly, softly but soon started to build. He deepened it further and coaxed her lips open using his tongue to taste and explore. He was surprised and pleased when she returned the kiss. Her hands - one behind his neck and one on his shoulder - grasped him with an unspoken urgency that told him to continue.Starting at the neck, he began to unbutton her dress. His thumb and forefinger flicking the tiny buttons though the equally tiny holes. By the time he had unbuttoned them all,.