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The Orb By: Mae-Ann Powers

Mae-Ann Powers

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A Silk’s Vault Electronic Publication, in arrangement with author Mae-Ann Powers. Copyright © 2005 by Mae-Ann Powers Cover Design and Art by Nerraw, © Copyright 2005 Edited by Terry Clary

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All Rights Reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced in part or whole, in any form or by any means, without permission from both the author and publisher. All characters, incidents, situations, institutions, governments and people are fictional and any similarity to characters or persons living or dead is strictly coincidental.

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I had never physically met a woman from Earth. However, I have seen varying images of them before and had a few vid-conferences with some prospective business partners of both alien sexes. The Earth females were quite intriguing to look upon though. This particular one coming just off the Earth-bound ship Starduster’s landing platform had dark amber hair that matched her eyes and haloed the toasted cinnamon of her smooth skin. The length of it curved tentatively around her small, upturned breasts. She was slightly taller than some of the women from my world but her proportions and height would more than fit comfortably against my long torso. When I first viewed her on a vid-screen, I thought how lovely she was to look at. In person she was incredibly sexy. I knew I should not think of a pending business associate in such brashly sensual terms, but her subtle beauty boldly captivated me from the first millisecond I sat eyes upon her sensually attractive form. As her eyes met mine, I was startled to see what I perceived to be the same beguiling interest. Only for a split nano-second did she hide that curiosity when she glanced from side to side as if looking for someone or to check the crowdedness of the space-docks’ passageways and platforms. “Hello, Ms. Moon. I wanted the pleasure of meeting you personally. At this time of day, it is not usually busy at this particular docking and transportation center. I trust your flight was enjoyable?” She nodded and her lips curved up into the most delicious smile I’ve ever seen on any female being. Her mouth was perfectly formed and luscious enough to encompass most any male’s…I quickly checked my thoughts, least she was a psychic being. I could not afford to offend this person who could perhaps make my company turn a better profit with the ideas she

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had previously discussed with me during our first meetings over an intergalactic, electronic teleconference. “It is a pleasure to finally see all of you, Mzr. Dee-Pornah.” Shaking my hand, she cocked her head to one side before asking, “That is the proper way to address you?” “Yes, thank you for remembering that Meezer or Mzr. is for single men on my world and Mazeers or Mrz. for married men. The title is for both sexes here.” I know I did not miss that sudden lilt to her lips again when I said that. “Come, I have prepared accommodations for you. Almost any thing you desire during your stay can be given.” “I’ll remember that.” I felt a soft shiver work its way into my groins at her words. I managed to curb my thoughts as she traveled with me to my estate. It was a large edifice that had been in my family and added to over the years. I ran my intergalactic trade business from here; and except for the occasional servants, I lived there alone. Now, I was glad. Her face lit up with genuine pleasure as she surveyed the roomy quarters I had prepared for her visit. “The dual blue drapes hanging from the bed are an enticement if I ever saw one.” She put down the small travel bag, she had been carrying, on the nightstand then went over to the oval window near the circular bed. “You mentioned you ran your business from here. In the early days of Intergalactic and Internet trades on my world, many people did the same. Saves the cost of the office building and you could claim it on your income tax.” I tilted my head in question. “I do not understand income tax.” She adjusted the intergalactic translator hanging from a chain on her neck. “It is something our government used to make us pay to support it. They have other means now and people are a lot happier.” “Ah,” I finally comprehended her meaning. “We still have tariffs here, but yearly ones. Goes

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into the national fund for the elderly, one of the best things our government ever did for the people of Kissa.” She walked around the room, finally stopping by a well-lit vanity. She looked up in the mirror and smiled that wonderful smile of hers again. I met her glance and for a few moments we studied each other. She was dark compared to my light blue skin and her sun-bronzed, amber hair was a startling contrast to the yellow-white of my longer hair. Other than those differences, she was as humanoid as any female I’d want in my arms. I don’t know the exact moment that I knew we’d eventually be together, but it would come about. I really wanted her. Nevertheless, I could not have her. She glanced from me to the trinkets lined on the top of the vanity. She fondled a few, but when she came to the guista orb, I rushed over to her to stop her from picking it up. “Please don’t touch that.” She stopped reaching for the device, and then looked up at me in the mirror again. I moved over close to the vanity and reached around her. I understood what the orb meant. I’m sure she didn’t. Gently and with a solid snap, I closed the orb. I hadn’t realized that the orb was still left open from my last visitor. I remembered she said she didn’t have time to take in our customs. At the present, that was a good thing. My last visitor had been a female too, but of my world, Kissra. Not knowing my customs, I couldn’t let her touch the sphere. “That is a mechanism for people of my world.” I said to her without any further explanation. Realizing how dangerously close to her I stood, I moved back a bit. She shrugged her shoulders and turned her back to the vanity. “I am a curious person, but I will not offend your traditions. Right now, I’m a little tired though. Shall we talk business tomorrow?”

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I regretfully, but thankfully nodded in agreement, moved to the door and bid her a good night. Closing the door, I realized I wouldn’t be able to get her out of my mind or my loins. Sure she could help my company, but she was a unique woman unlike any other I’d met anywhere else before. It hit me with hard realization just how much I really wanted to know more about her— and that I wanted to know her very intimately in all kinds of ways. * * * I had admired his form from the first second that I had walked off the transport ship I owned. It only took a second to recognize him from our vid-meetings. He was even more fantastic looking in person. His scrumptious body was the color of a blue spring sky on Earth, nicely formed and he had only a slight scaling on the back of his neck. He had a pleasant face and thick, kissable lips. I could imagine him having a slightly longer tongue than Earth males. It could very well be teasingly delightful to have that lustrous yellow-white hair skimming over my breasts as he lay above me. Oh, yes, there was not a thought of business on my mind when I looked upon Telk DeePornah, physically, for the first time. He also had the nicest ass I’d ever seen on a man. Rounded just enough so a woman could cup him from behind. So natural it would be to take sweet and agonizing time touching him, feeling his cushiony buttocks held so warmly within my hands. If I had been a man, my erection would have shown. As it was, I had a hard time dealing with the lingering moistness that I developed at that moment. Even slightly wet, I tried hard not to let it show physically or emotionally. Thankfully, my long business tunic hid the crotch of my pants. Now here I was in this elegant and sinfully provocative bedroom and wishing he were here with me. I had been with other good-looking men, but nothing had prepared me for the nova

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attraction of Telk. It was a wonder he was not married or permanently chained to a bed. I looked at the bed again and notice the soft sway of the curtains draping from the canopy. They were a soft blue, just slightly darker than his skin. I reached out and touched the exquisite material. Delicate as silk, but with a velvety smoothness to the contact, just like I felt about his skin when our hands shook earlier today. I pulled up the end of the drape and held it between my palms. Slowly I took a short length of it and caressed it against my bare breasts. I imagined it to be his hands lingering and teasing me to an incredibly moving orgasm. I shuddered at how deeply this man affected me. Damn, I had never been this erotically moved. Being tentative business partners, I had to keep my distance from him. But damn I could at least indulge in some gratifyingly, stimulating fantasies. Thankfully, the drapes were long enough. I took a portion of the material, relaxed, closed my eyes, and leaned back against the plump pillows. I trailed the drape down between my breast, ever so slowly, thinking how gently his fingers would be trailing feather-light caresses down between them, gently exploring my stomach and then even lower. Pass my navel he’d tease me into a squirming want, circle the birth indentation with sinful curiosity, before agonizingly reaching the beginning of the hair that covered my womanly enchantments from him. With deft attentiveness, he’d slightly rake his nails through the forest of hidden delights to find the beginning of the crevice that led to the start of my innermost feminine desires. His hand would tentatively find the first epitome of my needs. Such a nice beginning to exploring other spots along my damp cunt that would make me reach a fantastic climax. I wondered at my bold thoughts at that moment. Sure I had them all the time, but right now I felt

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sinfully bolder in knowing my own desires than ever before. I reached down with the drape and caressed my clit, then moved even deeper down the path of my womanhood. Closing my eyes, I shivered with a soft, sweet and agonizing climax. I so wanted him to boldly explore where no male had ever ventured before. I pulled the damp material away, letting it fall back into place beside the bed. Hopefully it would be dry in the morning and no trace of my night’s pleasures would be evident on such a delicate fabric. After leaning my head back to relax against the pillows, and out of a natural inclination, I glance around the room. My glance fell upon the vanity and then the orb. It is ironic how people can go from deeply feeling about one thing and then have their attention turned to something else. The globe was closed, but there was this faint, eerie light coming from the middle of it--just a hairline glow that captured my attention enough to make me get off the bed and move towards its hypnotic gleam. Standing next to the vanity, I only briefly paused before my hand reached out towards the tantalizing device. With curious anticipation, I reached to unlock its secrets. * * * * I was restless tonight. It was no wonder, when my male tendencies wouldn’t let me sleep. All I could think about was Alyta. I did not even think that relieving myself would get me over wanting her as drastically as I did. I knew that would happen only when I was within her hot depths. I got off the bed and started to go take a cold shoulder when I saw the glow from my own personal orb enticing me from its position on the nightstand near my large bed. The soft, flickering lights emanating from the oval-shaped object cast a fascinating display over its iridescent metallic surface. Its ornamented colors of bright blue, yellow-gold, and red only seemed to heighten its hypnotic effects.

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I knew somehow, that she was close to the orb. I stood there transfixed, knowing that if she explored it even further, we both would be in a lot of turmoil. I do not know how she actually feels, but I trust my instincts in believing she wants me. Perhaps it is because I am so desirous of her and wishing this to happen, that my feelings are so mixed up and so excruciatingly heightened. On the other hand, maybe the guista orb is affecting me more than I thought it could at the present. Had it taken control of my innermost desires then? The pleasure scientists of Kissa first created the guista to help nullify the inhibitions our ancestors use to have about their bodies. Some called it a therapy of sorts. People of my world have an enhanced psychic and physical awareness for a person of the opposite sex when we are in the vicinity of a guista. If intentionally or inadvertently left unclosed, the receiver could pick up on the transmitters’ most intimate dreams or wants, provided the receiver was responsive to the desired fantasy. Perhaps in a way it takes away from one’s first sensual awareness of another. On the other hand, it staves off the disappointment that comes before or after a bad encounter. Personally, I’ve always liked the euphoria of knowing from the first acquaintance that someone was sexually or otherwise interested in me. Yet, sometimes I preferred knowing the orb was right, because it circumvented having those disappointments brought about to you after not being physically satisfied or emotionally let down by another person. Right now, my own personal guista pulsated even greater with its haunting temptations. I wondered if she was holding the globe, caressing it with those lovely hands of hers. Touching the orb, like I wish she could be sweetly stroking my body right now. I still dared not open the beguiling pleasure enhancer. Before the guista seemed natural for me to use. Now, I thought with even more mixed emotions, that I wish I knew for certain it was a natural, unaided attraction she

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had for me. Sometimes an unopened guista could pick up on a person’s emotional vibrations even if they were only a few feet within its proximity. Just a slight hint of interest to most of my race was not only an acknowledgement of desire, but have also of sensual respect. I know of several alien societies that have different levels of adoration, just as on Kissa we have various stages of sensuality. I was not sure of the personal sexual attractions of most Earth humans, but I felt that my instincts weren’t wrong concerning Alyta’s desires. If she opened the guista, I’d know that indeed she did feel the same interest I felt for her when we first met. I hoped she would, but at the same time, I was worried how that would effect our coming business arrangements. Before meeting her, desires and business were so very differentiated for me. I had business dealings—even once with a person whom I almost bedded. I could just never put the two facts together in the correct perspective. I’m not sure I still want to delve into that factor. But again, I have never been emotionally and physically enflamed to such a degree by a female like Alyta before. I felt my hand hovering over the orb and was surprised to see I had been unconsciously clenching both my hands. Was it the insistence of the guista’s abilities making me sweat more profusely? Or had she found out about the globe’s capabilities and was trying to make her desires more blatantly obvious to me? I have never known of or heard of an off-worlder using the orb to enhance or control others’ sexual pleasures. The guista was created with my race’s genetic material in mind, no one else’s. My groins ached with increased desire, and my member stiffed painfully. I would not storm into her room and take her, no matter if she did open the orb. I rejected the guista’s hypnotic effect and knew what I had to do. I ran for the safety of a cold shower. Much later, I walked back

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into the main part of my bedroom and glanced over at the orb. It was not glowing anymore. Had she then found out what she needed to know? I knew that I would ask her in the morning. A startling knock upon the door arrested my attention away from the guista. I was somewhat shocked to find Alyta there, a look of worry on her face. She was clutching her translator necklace in her hand, wearing only a thin green robe. It didn’t do much to hide her sensual charms, or the fact that she was sweating and trembling. I opened the door wider and gestured for her to enter. Her face reddened and then she tried to hide her surprised pleasure after she noticed I was quite naked except for the towel around my hips. “I am sorry to disturb you this late, Telk. I didn’t know what else to do about that egg-ornament in my room.” “You opened it?” I had to know. She shook her head. “I was drawn to the orb when I saw it glowing so eerily. However, something cautioned me not to touch the globe; as if someone was hoping, I wouldn’t. I know this sounds crazy, but I felt this overwhelming desire for…um to check the orb’s mysteries out and then this explosive warning to keep away from it even though it still glowed.” “I’m glad you didn’t touch it then. The guista is a device created to enhance a Kissan’s sexual pleasures and find out how compatible members of the opposite sex are for each other.” I explained as best I could, thankful she was still wearing the translator necklace. She tilted her head to one side in thought. “You know, that would go over well on Earth if it could be tailored for our DNA. Could you show me how it works?” “I’d rather not.” I thought she might be upset at my words, but instead her incredible smile glowed more beautifully than the guista did earlier. “So that’s what’s bugging you. To heck with business, Telk. I don’t need a orb thing to show

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how much I want you.” I was pleasantly shocked as she moved over to me and jerked the towel off my hips. Her smile widened and when she glanced up at me, her look of pure raw desire was all I needed to swoop her up in my arms. I quickly slammed the door shut with one of my feet and preceded to the bed. I lay down with her, but did not immediately take off her robe. Even in her robe, she was as gorgeous as I had imagined and she did fit well against me in all the right places. She smiled up at me, and reached to gently stroke my right cheek. It quivered under her slight touch. This woman had more erotically powerful charisma than I had imagined. “You are still nervous about something.” Her face was a mixture of curios emotions. I wouldn’t lie to her, I was. She said she hadn’t touched the orb, but I still had another question, even though I was evidently hard against her and as much as she had to feel my erection, she didn’t explore my body too deeply at the moment. “I felt you earlier close to guista. You said you didn’t open it, but I somehow knew you wanted to…” She put an elegant finger to my mouth, stopping any other words flowing from my lips. “Yes, I reached out to touch it. I couldn’t though. I told you how curious I was, but I know when to put a lid on that curiosity. The globe was less than a sliver from being opened when I felt this warning I mentioned before. I knew that something…something that would make you and I both feel let down about would happen if I opened it. Both for personal and business reasons I didn’t want that to happen.” “I’m glad you didn’t.” I gently stroked some stray hairs away from her face. “I’ve never felt this erotically stimulated before, even with a guista. I was near mine also, but stayed from

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touching it. I have wanted to be with you since I first saw your tele-image, but even more so in person.” “You just never thought one of my race, or myself could be affected by the guista.” “Yes. I didn’t want to put you in danger in case it did not react well to your DNA.” She fingered the miniscule intergalactic language translator I still had clipped to my left ear. “That means a lot to me, Telk, but as much as I wanted your business partnership, I too had this uncontrollable desire for you. It is something I have never felt with a male before. I am still curious about the guista, but more curious about the erratic stimulation you cause within me. I hope my language idiosyncrasies have translated that to you through this device.” I smiled down at her and pressed my groin against hers. “It more than has.” Her lips formed a very wide, seductive smile, and then suddenly her hands went around my buttocks, grasping them with tentative reverence. “I’ve been wanting to do that all day.” I leaned down and kissed her full, luscious lips. She tasted as sweet and wild as I had hoped. She sighed with such an exquisite gasp that I was glad I did not have to hesitate any longer about exploring her tempting body. * * * * I stayed my hands and did not touch the guista. Natural intuition warned me the orb would cause me turmoil if I did. And I’m one to trust my natural instincts. Yet, the glow kept emanating stronger and stronger. Telk acted earlier like this was a personal empathy device of sorts for people of his world. If touching it would harm our business or personal relationship in any way, I did not want that eerie glow to overcome me. Yes, it scared me into reality. And it heightened my fanciful thoughts of him. I quickly moved back from the orb. A feeling of relief came over me, but the

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orb still glowed. It was less faint, but I knew I could not touch its tempting shell. I quickly found my robe and ran out of my room. I instinctively felt Telk’s room could not be far from mine. I look left then right in the long hallway. Then across the corridor. There on a door stood some emblem that looked like a family crest of sorts. I could only guess that was Telk’s personal rooms. I quickly knocked upon the door. Within seconds, he opened the door. Hell he was magnificent in nothing but a towel. I quickly gathered my senses, but after explanations and words and me pulling his towel off, Telk swooped me up in his arms. I’d never been swooped by a man before and it took my breath away. He was gentle and caring, but this look in his eyes told me that he had somehow expected me. I had notice briefly that a dying ember of light was fading from his guista. Yet, it was unopened. Telk then had been thinking of me also. My instincts overloaded, letting me know that he had hoped I would not open the guista. I didn’t need some device to let me know how explosively this alien male made me feel. I wanted him excessively. His hands were tentative around my face; yet, I could feel his extreme harness pressing against my cunt. Somehow, I knew the reason he wasn’t taking me right away. The orb played on his mind. He wanted me without it’s enhanced effects. I was more than pleased about that aspect. With slight touching between us and then soft words about our feelings, I felt him press his member even harder against me. Whether by instinct or desire, I was happy about that. I didn’t need to feel any first time inhibitions any longer. I moved my hands around to his buttocks and was satisfied at knowing what I felt earlier about wanting to explore his sexy bottom. “I want you without some damn device.” He did not say another word, but quickly lowered his face to mine. His mouth was soft, yet

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hard over mine. Pent-up feelings were exploding from both of us. However, I knew that both of us did not want a quickie. I ran my hand through his long, lustrous hair, and invigorated in the feel of its softness. Many a woman would give anything to have that kind of hair or feel its silkiness teasing their breasts. I had it all just then. Telk’s head moved from side to side and I knew he was deliberately teasing me with his sexy locks. Oh, I knew he intended to make it last as long as possible. I was wet enough for him, but he took his time exploring our mutual desires, as I did. * * * * My hands trailed circular paths over her perky breasts. Slowly I took each one into my mouth, tasting and sucking. Ah, the sweat of her exquisite body was more than I had tasted with females of my world. Most of the women from my world I’d been with had small nipples, but hers were slightly larger, just wanting a man to lavish them with detailed attention. I stopped sucking them wholly and gave each the attention she deserved. First the right one, that was slightly larger than the left aureole. They were darkly tipped and so satisfying to the touch of my tongue. I revered the unexpected pucker of them. Softly with the forked tip of my tongue, I flickered it softly over and within the crevices of those tiny dents in her nipples. Nothing had ever tasted so deliciously sensual. I held my painful need back. It would be more pleasurable for me to bring her to my heightened state. After tasting each at some long length, I kissed soft, teasing trails down to her mid-section. The people of my world didn’t have this erotic indentation in their stomachs. On her, it was just fire in the fuel of my loins. I licked it around the edges, slowly lapping off the perspiration forming there, knowing she was as edgy as I was and wanted this exploration to last as long as possible. My long tongue trailed deliberately over her body where my hands had been exploring. I

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tongued every crevice between her indentation and lower that I could taste and feel. She sweated as much as I did. Her hairs tickled my nose. I loved the smell of her and inhaled deeply. My heightened senses savored the aroma of her desires. How perfect our species were for each other. Slight differences physically yes, but we would be able to enjoy each other so well. With my hands, I trailed down to where my lips and tongue had explored. She squirmed so exquisitely and I knew she was having a hard time containing her desires. Yet, she needed and wanted me to take my time giving sensual love to every iota of her body. I explored with appreciation, the depths of pleasure she had to offer. Her slightly rough hair tickled my tongue and nose, but it only escalated my own pleasures. I licked my divided tongue through her pubic locks, loving every teasing touch those hairs brushed against my face. Tentatively I traced a finger from her navel to the start of the obvious line that marked her inner depths. She groaned and pushed herself against my face. Oh so exquisite she smelled and tasted. I gently parted her with my fingers and the moist aroma of her desire sprang up at me with inviting intent. I never knew before just how delicious a woman could taste, feel, and smell until now. Her hands worked their way through my hair. On a man of my world, that was an erotic sensation. She gave a soft grunt and opened for my exploration. I didn’t hesitate or torture her too much more with my ministrations. First one finger, then another slid into her wet depths. By the stars, she was stimulatingly wet. I slowly trailed my tongue to where my fingers had explored. She tasted so damn good. Perspiring with desire that made me ache, yet made me know it would be the best I’d ever had, should I just wait a few moments longer. I tasted and sucked the wetness of her womanhood. She responded with squirms and wrapping her legs around my shoulders. Hell, my other lovers never responded this wildly

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before. I could not wait to possess her, but I did. She moved and writhed with every stroke of my hands and fingers. Her juices flowed with almost timed-restraint, as if she was trying to savor all of my touch until she could hold back no longer. Her nails dug into my shoulders, just slightly. I knew she was holding back most of her orgasm. Hell, I was doing all I could to, also. She urged me upwards. I could not wait either to slide my cock into her hot depths. Deliberately, I retraced my tongue up the original path, again exploring her beautiful body and wanting to agonize her as much as I was before we joined. Her bodily desires and fluids mixed with my own, pressing me to move upwards even more feverishly. I was doing all I could to not take her, but she pulled on me, orally crying out her wishes. I would fulfill every desire she ached for now. I felt her open for me, grabbing my buttocks even tighter this time in her delirious need. She screamed out in sweet agony as I thrust into her. She rocked in timed rhythm to my thrusts. Her cunt felt so good around my cock. The pain of desire eased, only to be replaced by another. I wanted to wait wanted the climax of our needs to last as long as possible. She was so hot and so everything I had hoped for. It felt so great to be in her wet and heated depths. My mind was warping into hyper-drive, and the intensities of my body were not far behind. I had a hard time holding back until I felt her rising orgasm. She clutched at me, pumping faster to meet my own movements. I felt her shiver uncontrollably in unison with my own body. I push into her with feverish intent, just as she shoved against me with her own wanton needs. The fire within us built and escalated to such intensity, our minds were gathered to the distinctive inferno our bodies had become. We shook in rhythm at the same moment that the towering firestorm rose to its final apex.

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My screams of desire mixed with hers and neither one of us held any feeling of any kind back. We clutched each other as the waves of desire built into an ultimate crescendo. Together we boldly went to the stars in a private cooperation of our own building. No other first joining could ever compare, no matter what other realms we explored. * * * * “Telk,” she said some hours later after several lingering bouts of lovemaking, “ I think you and I are going to have one hell of a business and personal arrangement.” “We haven’t even decided on trades and products yet.” I chuckled with unaffected pleasure. I was so damn glad she didn’t open the guista orb. Our partnership was going to be what she spoke of and a hell lot more. “Darlin’,” she stretched languidly beside me, “I’m talking about this personal business of pleasure with you. Right now I don’t give a damn about trades or products.” “The pleasure is more than I ever expected.” I responded. “I just went more nova with you than any other personal or business partner I’ve ever had in my entire life. I don’t think the experience with you will ever surmount any other venture I’ve encountered, personally or professionally.” “Good,” I said. “Still interested in letting me show you just what the orb can do then?” “I don’t think any pleasure device can out do you, but I never pass up a chance to sweeten a deal.” I did not need the pleasure enhancements of the guista or a translation device to know what she meant. Merging with her was definitely the most desirable partnership I ever formed, and that I intended to reap the rewards and dividends of for a long time to come.