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And soon, I might no longer have it.
Not without Vicky’s help.
“Can I get you something to drink?” I said. “Something to eat?”
“Water, please,” Vicky said.
“Let me take that for you.”
I helped her with her cloak. An arm extended from the wall as the cloakroom door slid open. I placed the cloak on the arm and it drifted back inside the wall. It would clean, fold, and press it.
Vicky rubbed her hands together nervously and followed me into the kitchen. Her eyes took in every detail.
I liked watching her, the way she looked at things. For her, everything in this world was new. Everything was the first time. I wondered if kitchens were very different on her homeworld.
“What’s it like being rich?” Vicky said. “I’ve always wondered.”
“I don’t know,” I said. “It’s the way I grew up. I suppose you get used to however you’re born. What was it like growing up on Earth?”
“I guess it’s the same.”
She turned to waltz around the island to meet me at the small dining table. I glanced at her ass and the line of her body beneath the clothes that didn’t look like they were made for her.
She should remove them.
She should remove them right now.
She glanced up at me and I hastily tore my eyes from her body.
“We need to get you some new clothes,” I said.
“I don’t have any money,” she said.
“I know. I’ll buy them for you.”
“I get free clothes too? You didn’t mention the perks of this situation.”
I handed her a glass of wine. We sat on adjacent seats.
We were close.
She didn’t shuffle back, so I took it as a sign we were cool.
Maybe, if I was very lucky, she might ease up a little on her “no sex” rule.
No. What was the word she used for it?
Hanky panky.
I chuckled. It was a funny way to describe something so serious. But maybe sex was something funny on her planet. I could convince her it was a serious business if she gave me a chance.
And boy, did I want that chance.
It wasn’t only because she was from a distant planet far out of the purview of my mother that I chose her.
My eyes had been attracted to her the moment I saw her empty that garbage can.
It wasn’t the activity that set my senses to tingling. It was the way she was doing it.
