Ships and Space, Part 2d

You’re pretty damn tense.

He had been trying as hard as he could to appear lax and carefree, but that wasn’t working.

Don’t you kind of want me tense?

I did to begin with, but this is just asinine.

Well, if we talked a bit I’d probably get used to your edginess.

I have an idea. Pick a seat.

Well, OK, how about this one?

Yep, now sit down on it. Actually, first, take my jacket.

He carefully took her jacket off her back, placed it on another seat, and got a full measure of the large cuts out of her top, nearly touching her. She wasn’t wearing any scent, but he still felt invigorated. She turned around and smelled his moustache again, then folded her arms.

Sit down.

He did as she asked. Then, she heaved her top off, revealing breasts that weren’t huge but were pert and very appealing to look at. She approached him, and placed his hand on her stomach.

I’m going to ask stuff about you. If I think you’re telling me the truth, I’ll show you what I’m like inside. If you lie, you get what everyone else sees, except naked. Interested?

He smiled in a way that was genuinely unreadable.