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marvel-ously intimate sexual bonding with the white-gold humanoid as often as
she could during the flight to Jasbir. The Akil obliged, happy to spend its
hours in a form of communication that required no words.) The alien stroked
Kenowa's firm backside, running its downy fingers into the valley between her
cheeks as they walked with slow, languid steps. I'd buy Phoenix for me if I
had the cred, she thought. Feelings of tingly warmth pulsated through her. She
walked faster. That damn' cabin's too far. I might just take him right here in
the tunnel and hope Sak and Shig are asleep. Vark, too, the Bleaker bum. She
knew Jonuta was wide awake, preparing the sale of Phoenix. They turned at a
tunnel junction and faced the Mind-runner. Eks levelled his stopper at Kenowa
and squeezed. He had it set on Two-Dance. Most men would have taken the
opportunity to watch the magnificently endowed woman writhe and jerk under the
effect of the sonic tingler. Her breasts trembled as if liquidly alive within
her champagne-colored sweater and appeared to be trying very hard to burst and
leap right out of its deep-cut U-front. Instead of observing the arousing
rictus, Eks swiftly pulled a short strap from one of his pockets and almost
tried to grab her wrists with one hand while beaming her with the 23 stopper
in the other. He halted the action in time to avoid transmitting the effect of
the beam to his own nervous system. Idiot, he thought. The Akil watched
without alarm, his huge eyelids narrowed. Peering as a scientist would at a
microbe. Eks flicked off and bolstered the stopper. Kenowa stopped her
Two-step Dance and sagged against a bulkhead. In the few seconds it took her
jumbled nerves to begin approaching normalcy, Eks lashed her wrists together.
He was careful to pass an end of the cord up between the linked wrists so as
to tie them separately as well as together-and then he flipped the line over a
standpipe, tugged it back, and knotted it three times. Made helpless in less
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than a minute, she hung, arms over her head and the rather famous Kenowa
breasts stretched tautly, sleekly lengthwise. The perfect damsel in distress,
Marekallian Eks thought, reaching up to pat her cheek. "Sorry to leave you
both unfulfilled and defenseless, supercake, but I have grander plans for
Phoenix than his being a party favor." "I don't blame you," she said in a tone
both groggy and strained. And she added, "Jonuta will kill you for him, you
know." "Captain Cautious? I hardly think so, with me using Phoenix as a
shield." "That does show your concern for him, yes," she muttered. But she was
watching his back, and Phoenix's. Eks had departed with the Akil in tow
without waiting to hear Ken-owa's verdict on his ration of courage. She had a
glimpse of Phoenix's slicer, shrinking from distraction and motion, and then
of his very small very tight buttocks. Kenowa sighed. 24 She was aroused, in
polite phrasing, and, in terminology less restrained, horny. Being in such a
thoroughly kinky position made it worse. And knowing that Marek is trying to
escape with a great lover and a small fortune is even more frustrating! She
did not intend to stay frustrated for long, and so did not dwell on it. She
pressed her chin down between the shining tops of her forcibly elongated
breasts. "Jone," she said into her depthy cleavage. "Marek's got Phoenix. He
must be heading for his lander. Verley wasn't with him." Somewhere within her
treasure chest, her wristcomm nestled warmly. Anticipating trouble, Jonuta had