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to my grave that way.  He continued, “Now go take a shower and we’ll leave.  We can get breakfast on the way since apparently making breakfast is also not on your list of skills.”
    I stalked off to take a shower.  “I could make breakfast if I wanted.  I could feed your ass off.”  I slammed the door and turned on the water for the shower.
    When I got out there were new jeans with the tag still on and a gorgeous red silk shirt that made me want to just roll in it.  Once I was dry I took the clothes and walked out to find Cray.  “Hey, guess what?  The clothes fairy came and left me an outfit.”
    I must admit to some surprise to seeing Cray talking to another man, probably about replacing the window.  I hadn’t worried about Cray seeing me naked, but wasn’t too sure about Mr. Windows getting a gander.  It was too late now, and so I did what I did best—bluffed it out.
    First I checked Cray to see if he was going to freak out, but he merely looked mildly interested.  So, I tossed the clothes down on the table and walked towards the stranger, putting out my hand.  “Hello, I’m Alyssa Case.  And you are?”
    The man was trying to only look at my face but having a tough time of it.  “I uh, am Jack and I take care of the building.”
    “Well, I didn’t mean to in—Oh wait, was well on the list?” I asked Cray.
    “Yes.”
    “W—so shit, fucked that puppy.  Anyway, what I was going to say is that I didn’t mean to intrude.  I just wanted to thank Cray for the clothes.”  I went up to him and slid my arms around his neck and he lowered his head so I could kiss him.  His hand slid down my back and I felt a thrill of either desire or triumph.
    I turned back to pick up the clothes.  “Usually I like to remain naked in the native tradition my people have followed for hundreds of years.  Cray is sweet enough to let me prance around here naked. His benevolence knows no bounds”  For their benefit I pranced back into the bathroom.  Prance, prance, prance.  I didn’t see any underthings so I went without.  I styled my hair in big loose curls and actually put on make up.  I looked—have to say it—good.
    This time when I went out the window guy was gone.  I presented myself to Cray, who was watching some financial channel.  His eyes scanned me.  “The traditions of your people?”
    Feeling good about my new clothes, I went and plunked myself in his lap.  “Yep, I think if I go back far enough I have caveman people, and weren’t they naked a lot?”
    “Probably not in the winter.”
    I grinned at Cray.  “Ok, so are you pissed about the sauntering around naked with Mr. Window here?  I had just meant to saunter naked in front of you.”
    “I am not angry.  The entire episode was entertaining.”
    For some reason that made me mad.  Did I want him to be jealous?  I guess I had no other status here other than whore—reluctant whore.  Why would he care who saw me?  I sighed and he noticed it.  “Are you finally ready to go?”
    Back to the sass, I guess.  “Fuck yeah.  Where are we going?”
    “Don’t question me,” he said coolly.  “I dislike it.”
    “Oh goodie!  A surprise!  I love surprises!  And do please notice there wasn’t a question in there.”
    He considered me a moment.  “Perhaps I should have simply said shut up.”
    “Well, oh damn, did the well again.  That mother is going to be a rough one, I tell you.  Anyway, what I was going to say is you didn’t say that I should shut up, and now to say it would indicate you were—everyone gasp here—wrong.”
    “I wonder if there is a pill that would simply stop your mouth.”  We had gone down the elevator and were walking along the sidewalk, so I guess the place we were going wasn’t too far.
    I leaned over and body bumped him.  “Honey, got to say that last pill shut my mouth pretty effectively…eventually.”
    Cray glanced at me.  “Are you suggesting you stay on those pills full