Chapter 32

“Back inside our golden pyramid. Good to have us to ourselves. Hug me, Don,” jumps she with her arms around his shoulders and her legs around his waist. “I wish to feed on you, chomp, chomp.”

“Before I’ll fill you up, won’t you mind sending a thank you for having us message to Day and GULL?”

“Right, they were so nice to us. Ping – message sent. Let’s eat!”

The next hour, “you know, Don dear, every time we consume sex inside this pyramid, I get the impression of rebirth, like I’m entering a fresh body, that you’ve just unwrapped for me. How do you feel?”

“Stronger, better, happier.”

“Stronger, better, happier,” she mocks him, “talk to me like a writer of romance, like a seducer of phrases, like a singer of life. You Spartan!”

“Blah, blah, blah, I think we’ve got an assignment to Polaris.”

“Ah, the North Star. Never visited.”

“Yepp, could figure that. Now take your position so we may depart.”