" He nodded." He nodded. "That's pretty much my bio," he said. "Not all of it. Under fantasies you write that you've never had sex with a Pamthreat, but you'd like to." Czrain blinked, his tail stiffening like the smile across his muzzle. "Yes, sir. If you've got such an arrangement, I'm a volunteer!" I laughed as we >blipped< from the main engineering deck into the forward sensor array. We were alone. He stepped purposefully over to one of the panels and snapped the latches, pushing it open. "So you are interested?" I asked. "Oh, yes. What's the scene?" he asked. "Well, it's still a safeword scene. You know Karen Walton?" He turned slowly to stare at me, the smile on his face even wider than before. "Our Chief of Security?" "I take it I just stepped on a big fantasy of yours." "Ohhh... yeah." "Good!" I said, not bothering to hide my smile. "I hope you're not adverse to sharing her." He shook his head. "Okay, here's the scene. She's never had anal sex. She wants to. She wants to be pushed, too, so what she asked me for is three men at once." He grinned wide. "I take you get to take her?" "No," I said. "I want to be the one at her mouth." "Then you're going to let me be the one?" "That's entirely up to her. I know which role I want to attend to, but that's just me. She may well want me to be the one." I shrugged. "We all have to meet over dinner for this." "Who's your third choice?" He asked, turning back to the sensor array he was taking apart, panel by panel. |