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"On this planet, in this metropolis? Don't bet on it" She began undoing the
long braid. "This place has all the feel of a world that could still make a
profit on slave labor. Oh, stop trying to burn holes in me! I was late
because one of the local playboys, convinced of his masculine
irresistibility, attempted to abduct me. He bad visions of performing odd
things on my precious body" The last gold band slid off and she shook her
head, generating an obsidian waterfall at her back.

Porsupah said nothing, continued to stare at her. She reached over suddenly
and tickled his nose. "Now, wouldn't that have upset you?"

Porsupah sneezed, attempted to slap her hand, but she drew back too
quickly. "I begin to think not." She moved close again and tried to cuddle,
stroking the far on his spill.

Lieutenant Porsupah was tolerant, but being regarded as cuddlesome was one
thing he couldn't quite put up with

"Have you no shame, woman! We're not even of the same species!"

She rallied his fur again. "You'd have a hard time, by now, convincing the
hotel staff of that. Besides, you're as mammalian as I "

Ho couldn't help a slight smile. "Not by several points."

"Anyhow," she whispered huskily, "we could manage a little something, you
know . .

Porsupah gave a loud screech and scrambled behind the circular couch.
"Kai?sung, you are irrevocably, utterly, spiritually indecent!"

"That's the nicest thing anyone's said to me in four days."

The Tolian recited several rapid and extremely potent native curses under
his breath before he tried again.

"Major Orvenalix had to cancel a scheduled meeting between the three of us
and Governor Washburn. At last word he was waiting in his office, steaming
at the joints. I strongly suggest haste to arrange yourself properly so
that we may be off before he sends the local constabulary to fetch us!"

"Oh, pooh!" She tumbled off the couch, thumbed a drink from the portabar.
"I can handle the Major. Want something?"

"As you are well aware, none of the effects alcohol has on the Tolian
system are in the least pleasurable. Fermented Ropus lymph, now?"

"Okay, have some of that, disgusting as it sounds."

"I will not imbibe when late for assignment"