"Andrew J. Offutt - Spaceways 09 - In Quest of Qalara" - читать интересную книгу автора (Offutt Andrew J)

Maybe you learned something new in the way of technique from that . . .
Cozy?" 52 "Cosi," he said, "right. What's the matter with my
technique?'' "Probably nothing. I can't remember that far back." "Aha. Not
jealous or rough, then. Just in oestrus. Or homy, if you prefer." "Did you
come oncon to relieve me, get involved, or just play steward?" "None of the
above." He sipped one of the drinks he bore. "Umm. That li'l creature just
sits back there happily eating table-scraps and uh, cess, and keeps excreting
good booz." She smiled, glancing over her console because she was
conscientious. "I've an idea Stillwell's the most valuable member of this
ship's crew." "Or any other. We can make a fortune off Stillwell." He
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sipped. "Let me have a taste," she said, and reminded him: "We already have a
fortune." "Two or three more then," he said, and handed her the second drink
he had brought. "I left our shipmates in the cap'n's cabin, with new names and
IDs. Came up here to contact Outreach and make them official. Legal,
even." She gave him a look. "You can accomplish that, too?" He nodded. Quindy
shrugged. Maybe he was a TGO man masquerading as a sub-deepcover agent for
TMSMCo, the mining giant-and maybe he was an agent for TMSMCo as he said, with
an invented TGO ID. He was a lot older than he looked, this man "on his second
time around," and had had plenty of time to cultivate and plant various pieces
of false information in various places, including computer memory banks. There
wasn't much about Trafalgar Cuw that one could be sure of, except that he was
awfully talented and versatile and awesomely competent at a lot of things. And
that he sneered at heroism while vigorously being a hero, with
consistency. 53 "Well you can't do it now!" she told him. "Because of our
route, you won't be able to get a link with Outreach for nearly an hour,
Trafalgar. And even then it will cost a fortune!" "What'd you say about that
before?" he said, grinning. "Oh. We already have a fortune. But-" "And I know
I can't do it now, Quin-dee. I hope the others haven't thought about that. I
came up here to Get Involved. Think I haven't missed you, sexpot? And come to
think, I did come to relieve you, in a way. Need relief, Quindy?" She rolled
her eyes. "Why do I put up with this man- love him, even?" Because I know what
you need, he thought, and love to provide it. That's wonderful for us
both-doing well by doing good! He said: "Because we're both sensual animals
who love to screw and love it rough and besides I think you're the most
beautiful and the sexiest ship-handling genius along the spaceways. And
besides tha-" "Oh, talk talk talk. That's enough talk. Come down here." He
stood and this time he bent way over. Her hands slid up into his hair while
his moved over the outer swells of her breasts. On Quindy, they really were
shaped like warheads. This time their kiss was longer and more loving. And
more intimate. This time they groped each other with a shameless salacious
delight. When she chewed his tongue enough to hurt, he clamped her in the
armpits and tried to push his thumbs through the outswelling sides of her
breasts. Then he straightened, swiveled, stepped, and plopped down into the
other chair before the con. He sipped his drink. Tilted it higher, to drain
the plass. "It'll be a lot easier if you come down here," he said. 54 With a
jerky nod she tapped a few keys-jerkily-to put SIPACUM in full control. In her