" "Bed only sleeps two?" "Rael only sleeps two, I think," she offered." "Bed only sleeps two?" "Rael only sleeps two, I think," she offered. "There's only one guest bed, too." She looked at me and said, "What's wrong, Ken?" "Nothing... I guess." "No, seriously." "Well, I guess I'm not used to being put in this kind of position. The arrangement P'nyssa and I had at home allowed us to work around any 'special nights' we may have wanted to ourselves, and to others. I sort of feel like I 'have to' sleep with you, almost like doing stud service, so Rael can have P'nyssa." "It's not like that at all." "Isn't it?" "Well, do you like me?" "Of course I like you, Dagmar. You've been a perfect host, you're very pretty, and you've welcomed me into your home. Why shouldn't I like you?" "Then why would bedding me be stud service? It's not as if I were hiring you. You're not one of those people who excel at feigning interest, Shardik, I can see that." She rose from her rocking chair and walked towards me, kneeling on the floor in front of my chair. "Let's try an experiment." "Like what?" "Well, why don't you start by kissing me?" "Why don't I... ?" I looked at her, shrugged, and leaned forward, kissing her quickly on the lips. She looked at me with smiling eyes and said "Not like that. |