Hate.Hate. When. You. Do. That." "But you love it, don't you?" P'nyssa asked, smiling, leaning over to kiss me. And I admit, it does work; I responded to her kiss with a powerful, unbidden passion, grateful for this tiny pleasure from her after the enormity of the overload. As the kiss broke, my intensity went with it, and I sagged back against Carroll once again. "Wow." "Good morning, Ken," Paul said, handing me a cup of cocoa. "Feeling better?" "Much," I said, smiling, sipping carefully from the hot liquid. I don't like burning my tongue. Hurts. We broke camp after quenching the fire; it didn't look like it was going to be a very good day. We had about twenty-five klicks in front of us, and I could smell rain in our coming day. And rain it did. Although it was a warm rain, it came down in huge gusts that soaked through our clothes, our bags; it was going to be forever airing out the sleeping blankets. I walked alongside Carroll, who grumbled and gritted her teeth all the way home. Her hair, long, straight and black, had clumped together into stringy lengths. I will admit to enjoying the wet t-shirt look, especially with Carroll, since of all the women I've ever seen naked, Carroll has what I consider to be the most perfect breasts in the universe. I know, I know, I have a certain fixation on Carroll, for reason other than the obvious. There's a lot of history between Carroll and I, some of which goes back to before she was born. And now she knows it too. I had decided to seduce Carroll Lewis; I knew that now. Sometimes my mind hides from me the truth about my intended course. Of course, eventually I choose to reveal to myself that truth. But now that I knew what I wanted, I wondered how I was going to go about it. The bath seemed like an ideal situation. But that meant I had to wait until we got to the ranger station, the SDisk, and home. That's okay, I could wait. It was only a few hours away. We got home before nightfall. |