Icouldn't let this get to me. I couldn't let her win.The sex that night was hollow. It lacked the tenderness I had grown toexpect. The two girls were ...s enthusiastic ever - hell, more so, - but,just like in the shower, I couldn't help but feel distant. Even as theybrought me to new slutty heights of bliss, I just couldn't relax,couldn't enjoy their tender touch.All day long it had been bugging me; their cattiness and their attitude.Jealous looks and glances. Now it seemed to all be coming home. The romanced of his profession inspired countless holomovies and attracted far more applicants to the Ishtar Emergency Services than there were ever vacancies. However, despite the heroic status of firefighters on Venus, few persevered with this career for very long. And that was precisely because of the high casualty rate associated with rescue missions. On average, a firefighter was killed in one of every twenty missions. Even Laurent, after nearly thirty years active service and innumerable. “Them Frenchies’ll do that, no doubt, but then, when will I ever get such prime rumps in me hands again? Might be worth it.”Jenny appeared at Harriet’s side.“I’ll tear your piss-poor bollocks off, you swine, if you ever come near me.”It was not so much the threat but the icy tone in which it was delivered and the casual use of swear words which made the renegade’s eyes fly open.“Qu’est-ce qui se passe ici?” Bourdichon asked sharply, appearing from out of nowhere. (What’s going on?)“Rien,. We were communicating on one of the IM messengers; “You know Amanda you shouldn’t let that asshole bother you.”“I know, at least I quit crying over him, as he is not worth my tears. Since he took the only vehicle we had, I am going stir crazy, god I want to get out, and have fun. I need to get fucked!”“Why don’t you come up here today, we are having a BBQ and would love to have you join us. Just the three of us, and I want you for desert.”I pondered the thought and said, “Why not, to hell with.