The sound of waves, wind, and seagulls combined to hide from me Karen's approach, so the first I knew of her presence was a "Hi, Ken.The sound of waves, wind, and seagulls combined to hide from me Karen's approach, so the first I knew of her presence was a "Hi, Ken." I turned and looked back the length of the towel to see her staring at me with a quizzical expression on her face, a small smile playing on her thin, pink lips. "Hi," I said, returning the greeting cheerfully. "I came to talk." "You know, Karen, of all the Pamthreats, you are the most inquisitive and sometimes the questions you ask are embarrassing as Hell. What now?" She settled onto the sound and said, calmly, "Why won't you make love with me?" "Why won't I... what?" "'I think you heard me,' to use your own expression, Ken. I'm annoyed at you. Three times I have made serious passes at you, and while the first two were a little indirect, yesterday you out-and-out refused me, and I'm just a little annoyed." "Karen, you can't just walk up to me and say, 'I'd like to jump into bed with you,' and expect me to respond. |