> "Don't let the guards into your quarters. I may not be wearing any
> clothes."
>
> Carrhae laughter was unrestrained. "That is one threat I hope you will carry
> out."
>
"COunt on it," he told her.
> She glanced at her chronometer. "It is time. I must go."
He pulled her close. "I'll see you tonight," he told her. "Anything special you'd like for dinner?"
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Randy
Randy
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