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"The child was probably bopo with a microtool in her hand," he muttered. Now,
how did the wands func-
tion? Joat had, after all, given hpi a hint She might be a genius, but Simeon
was a shellperson, with all the computer power and experience that implied.
And I'm also constitutionally unable to resist picking tip the gauntlet, he
thought happily. There were times when the only way to get nd of a temptation
was to give in to it...
/ can't betieue this, he told himself, fifteen minutes later.
Equipment made by the best minds in the Central
Worlds flummoxed by a preteen! Which confirmed long-
held thoughts about the quality of minds attracted to the
Central Worlds bureaucracy. Simeon had long thought that it was a private
miracle he hadn't come out pros-
thetized into a camel, since the design teams were committees. Now, he must
meet this challenge.
Chaniia arched her back against Amos's weight, her hands caressed the slick,
silken skin of his back. He kissed her throat and she sighed happily, ready
forN
"Oh, Chaaannaaa, Iseeeyooou."
HAck,ckgak!"
Amos raised his head from the crook of her neck to look at her. The mixture of
puzzlement and sensuality on his face looked very silly, not to mention
slightly nauseated. Simeon laughed.
Oh, this is terrible, Channa thought. Yet it was impos-
sible not to see the moment from Simeon's point of view for a second. She
laughed, caught between rage and helpless mirth. Amos bobbed up and down with
her laughter. His expression assumed a martyred quality that caused her to
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lose control completely.
"Channa," he said desperately, rolling off and holding her in his arms.
"Channa, my darling N are you all right?"
She struggled to speak, to reassure him that her sanity was intact "Sim...
Sim... he... hehe... hehehe," she had to avoid the word he. "Sim..." she
gasped, "my implant... he... he^ie,^nmrrmph... can see us."
She stopped, panting and watched his look of con-
cern melt Suddenly she was slightly frightened. This was a man accustomed to
redressing insult, and his ego had just received a terribly humiliating one.
"Simeonl" he roared. The door seemed to recoil before his headlong passage,
and the cooler wind from the lounge brought goosebumps to her skin.
Amos picked up the first thing his hand encountered, a vase, and threw it
against Simeon's column.
"You incest eater!" he bellowed. "You filthy pi dog!
BanchatT
Channa appeared in her doorway, wrapped in a sheet, fve never seen a naked,
erect man in a/it of rage before, she thought dazedly. Oh, I really shouldn't
have broken up.
Mengetso focused at that particular moment!
"How could you do something so vile! Have you no decency?" Amos was demanding.
"What the hell is goin' on?" Joat asked, and stopped, poleaxed at the sight of
a naked and raging Amos.
Amos dived for the sheet Channa was wearing and they tussled for it. He
settled for dragging a small corner of it over his hips.
He drew himself up. "Go back to bed, Joat, this does not concern you." The
pure mad anger had drained out of his voice. Bethel had a nudity taboo, and he
was suddenly and acutely conscious of being naked before a twelve-year-old
girl.
"Don't take it out on her, Simeon-Amos, I'm the one you're mad at," Simeon
said.
Amos spun round, losing his grip on the sheet I am
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teeth.
"Nice buns," Joat murmured in abstract appreciation.
Channa and Amos turned to stare at her.
"Hey, you guys," she said blushing. "I'm young! I'm not dead."
"What kind of people are you? Amos murmured in
shock. "Your children leer, yo#r sheUpeople are voyeurs ..." His gaze snapped
to Channa. "And you, what sort of pervert are you?"
"Me? Oh, now wait just one minute, Simeon-Amos, I'm a victim here, too." s'
"1 do not think so. You find this amusing, but I do not!" Turning his back on
them all, he strode to his quarters in a fury, the door calmly swishing shut
behind him.
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