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Chapter 32 by Jpyric Jpyric

Mike can’t argue with that.

Practical assistance.

Despite Kyrie’s invitation, nothing happens immediately. The three of them sit down to breakfast, and beyond a sultry look from Liam, little is said about the encounter in the bathroom. It definitely hangs in the back of Mike’s mind, however.

The morning continues with some surprisingly useful things. Kyrie and Liam help with some things that will be immensely useful for Mike. For one thing, they set him up with this world’s equivalent of email. Sitting around Kyrie’s computer, which is remarkably similar to the ones Mike knew back on earth, he is shocked to find that the keys are labeled with letters he recognizes. When he comments on this, Kyrie laughs.

“That’s the implant at work. It’s much more sophisticated than just audio translation. It actually interfaces with the language centers in your brain. Everyone has them, it eliminates the need for translation and things like that.”

Liam nods. “It’s part of how all these different species are able to get along so well, there’s no miscommunication.”

Kyrie smiles. “It helps that our society has a very relaxed attitude about sex.”

Liam giggles. “Oh of course! But I imagine that the implants helped that along. No language barrier, which once again prevents miscommunication!”

Mike is a bit surprised to get such an informative answer. It’s easy to forget that despite the flirty and flippant attitudes, everyone here is quite intelligent. As if to highlight that, Kyrie grins and places a hand on his thigh, slowly rubbing.

She winks. “No miscommunication, and a lot of sex!”

Mike chuckles. “Whatever works, I suppose. I certainly can’t complain, even if I am a little bit sore today!”

Kyrie laughs. “Aww, you poor man, was I too rough on you?”

Liam leans in to whisper in Mike’s ear. “If you want, I can help. I know just how to rub the problems away…”

Mike can feel Liam’s lips brush his hear, and he shivers slightly. Turning to face the effeminate man, he finds Liam’s blue eyes half closed, and his lips merely inches away. After a moment’s contemplation, Mike slowly leans forward. Liam closes his eyes fully, and just as their lips are about to meet…

…there’s a knock at the door.

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