The BLTS Archive- Breakfast with Kashyk
by august (appelsini@hotmail.com)

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Paramount blah blah.

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His fork sneaks across to my plate and I swat it away before it snags
my toast. He laughs gently and I run my leg up his thigh. He has lived
on this ship for seventeen years now - lived with me for most of
those.

Even after all this time, the crew still don't understand...

....that sometimes he touches me in a way that makes me wonder what
I'll do when he's gone.

...that sometimes I look and see the flashing eyes of a murderer.

...that sometimes his cruelty will still surprise me.

...that sometimes I just don't care

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The End