He put the showerhead back on its mounting.He put the showerhead back on its mounting. "If you like," the AI's comforting voice suggested, "instead of towels we have full-body blowdriers installed in the showers." "You mean, like a furmatic?" Garth had had a chance to use a furmatic once, in a hotel during a trip to Moscow. The experience had been sheer heaven. "Exactly," Lex responded. The air began to whirl around Garth's body, and he closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and propped himself up on the walls of the shower as the warm air swirled and spun about him. He felt the heat penetrate his fur and his fell, and with one hand he rubbed himself to let the air get deep under his pelt to where the water would sometimes hide. The air died down a little, and he took another breath, and then it came back up to speed. After two minutes, he was much drier and felt much better. He sighed and looked around. "Thank you." "You're welcome." Garth dressed simply, a white denim skirt and oversized cotton pullover accentuating his brown fur. The sleeves on the pullover were cut to deemphasize the length of his arms, which some Terrans found Katckinkind's most unappealing feature. Not that he cared, really. He walked out into the hallway, and approached the door to the Shigokai's house. It opened for him, and he strode in. Kiza was already there, sitting at the dining table with a plate in front of her. "Hi!" she said, waving. Garth waved back, feeling a little ashamed because of the fantasies he had enjoyed just minutes ago, and he hoped his guilt didn't show on his face because he did want to get to know her better as a person. "Hello there," he replied, trying to sound casual. |