Vorsack sat alone at his computer in his pajamas. He “went in” for microscopy in the unphilosophical Victorian manner as his “hobby. “So how about this Friday?” He asked. At the same time Sydney and Brendon also vacated their places. She was young and bright, little to no make-up except for lip-gloss, long, straight, glossy reddish blonde hair slightly past her shoulders. The picture might easily apply to The Tigress: outwardly disreputable, but richly and comfortably appointed below.
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