"As I said, you are fully healed," the medic said. "I see no reason to hesitate, even with our misnamed Tiny."
"Well endowed?" Cortin asked Odeon, grinning. She'd never seen her communications specialist naked, to her disappointment; in Middletown he'd used the Elysian Gardens, and here, she'd been unconscious.
"Nicely in proportion, at any rate," Odeon replied with an answering grin. "And his stamina's nothing to sneeze at, either—he gave me a ride yesterday evening you wouldn't believe."
The big man grinned. "You flatter me—and I love it."
"No flattery intended," Odeon said, straight-faced. "Just doing my duty, keeping the CO informed. Of course, I imagine she'll see for herself here shortly."
"If not," Chang said, "I will be most disappointed. When I was praying for a normal trooper's sexual attitude and abilities, I did not realize the strength of the drive I was praying for. I confess I am finding it difficult to keep my hands to myself."
"Why try, then?" Cortin asked. "Neither of you is on duty, there aren't any civs around, and Tiny looks willing enough."
"More than willing," Pritchett said, extending his hand to the medic. "I need a shower first; care to join me?"
"That sounds most enjoyable."
"Attractive couple, aren't they?" Odeon asked appreciatively as the pair disappeared into the bathroom.