It was when she ate that Lin was most alien, and their shared meals were
a challenge and an affirmation. As he watched cruisinforsex her, Isaac cruisinforsex felt the familiar
trill of emotion: disgust immediately stamped out, pride at the stamping
out, guilty desire.
Light glinted in Lin's compound eyes. Her headlegs quivered. She picked
up half a tomato and gripped it with her mandibles. She cruisinforsex lowered her hands
while her inner mouthparts picked at the food her outer jaw held steady.
Isaac watched the huge iridescent cruisinforsex scarab that was his lover's head devour
her breakfast.
He watched her swallow, saw her throat bob
where the pale insectile
underbelly segued smoothly into her human neck... not that she would have
accepted that description. Humans cruisinforsex have khepri bodies,
legs, hands; and the
heads of shaved gibbons, she had once cruisinforsex told him.
He smiled and dangled his fried pork in front of him, curled his tongue
around it, wiped his greasy fingers on the table. He smiled at her. She
undulated her headlegs at him and signed, My monster.
I am a pervert, thought Isaac, and so is she.
Breakfast conversation was generally one-sided: Lin cruisinforsex could sign with her
hands while she ate, but Isaac's attempts to cruisinforsex talk and eat simultaneously
cruisinforsex cruisinforsex made for incomprehensible cruisinforsex noises and food debris on the table. Instead they
read; Lin cruisinforsex an artists' newsletter, Isaac whatever came to hand. He reached
out between mouthfuls and grabbed books and papers, and
found himself
reading Lin's shopping list. The item a handful of pork slices was ringed
and underneath her exquisite calligraphy was a scrawled question in much
cruder script: Got company??? Nice bit of pork goes down a treat!!!
Isaac waved the paper at Lin. "What's this filthy cruisinforsex arse on about?" he
yelled, cruisinforsex spraying food. His outrage was amused but genuine.
Lin cruisinforsex read it and shrugged.
Knows I don't eat meat. Cruisinforsex knows I've got a guest cruisinforsex for breakfast. Wordplay on
"cruisinforsex pork."
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