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too?”
    She laughed. “Possibly.”
    “In that case I’d better be Rayn at this moment in time and carry you off over my shoulder to the bedroom.” He stood up, pulled her to her feet, and tried to bend his legs to lift her over his shoulder. Unfortunately he forgot about his trousers and had to pause.
    “What?” She sounded bemused by his sudden stop, bent halfway.
    “Can’t bend down easily in these trousers,” he admitted ruefully.
    A loud laugh came from her. “Come on, lover.” She patted his back in comfort. “Let’s presume you’ve lifted me over your shoulder into the bedroom and deposited me on your bed. I take it that’s where we’re going?”
    “Of course—although this is sounding a bit boring having the scenes always taking place in the bedroom.”
    She considered that for a moment pausing in her walk toward the bedroom. “Actually, it’s just your bedroom all scenes are taking place in.”
    He was mystified.
    “Think about it—the first was set in the main room of the spaceship. Remember, Garin tied her up there while he blasted off. And when they finished the repairs he took her on the table. I think the whipping scene was supposed to take place in the bedroom as was the last scene. However, Rayn hasn’t had the delight of her in the main room yet, so he could lift her onto a console, maybe.”
    Lissa changed direction and swiftly moved to the chest by the wall near the entrance and donned a sexy pose against it leaning her head to the side, fluttering her eyelashes at him, and giggled.
    Lifting a hand to his chin he considered her pose. “Hm, not bad. In that case, Rayn joins you there…hey,” he cried as she scampered off toward the door.
    She grinned. “As Rayn is the fun-loving one, Felissa is teasing him back by running away coquettishly,” she said as she raised one hand to peer at him from behind her fingers.
    Advancing on her slowly, he leered. “As it happens, Garin comes in behind her and gathers her up in his arms. She squeals—go on, squeal.”
    Lissa did so unconvincingly.
    He rolled his eyes. “And between the two of them they place her back on the console.” He lifted an arm to indicate she needed to get back on the chest masquerading as the console.
    As she sauntered past him, he swatted her on the butt. “Hey.”
    Looking down at her as she walked past him, he studied her clothes. She was wearing a denim skirt with a T-shirt top. “Hm.” He pondered thoughtfully.
    “What?”
    “I know exactly what I want the guys to do, but you have to be naked at that stage. I hadn’t given much thought to how you get undressed.”
    “You could always use the line ‘her clothes fell away from her body’ where the characters have no problems undoing anything. Or even better, the old chestnut when the writer has the character suddenly noticing they are naked with no idea of how they got there. I always groan when they use that one.”
    “Well, I wouldn’t want my number one reader to groan, so I’m going to fall back on a sci-fi classic convention of being able to press a button on the clothing and it all comes apart in one go.”
    “Cheating, cheating. Foul play.”
    “If it works, why reinvent the wheel? This is the future, and clothes are made to come off easily. So to that end, assume all your clothing has fallen off you.”
    Lissa huffed, pretending annoyance, and did as he asked. As she undressed, he took advantage of her activity to undress himself.
    When she finished and had clambered onto the chest, he retrieved something from the bathroom, placing it on the side slightly out of her line of sight. She squirmed around him to look. “What’s that?”
    He stood in front of her holding her head in his hands to stop her turning to look. “Uh-uh. Imagine Rayn and Garin are in front of you, touching you, caressing you, kissing you. Your clothing has fallen away from your body—stop giggling,” he ordered, waiting until she complied. “You are getting so