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“What? Never?” Bard cast another sidelong glance at him but the Monstrum’s face looked perfectly serious

“Never,” Rarev repeated “When I was appointed to my post as Chief Commander of the Monstrum Kindred, I swore to putfor me to call a bride when so many Monstrum have none”

Bard gave the other male a look of renewed respect

“That’s good of you, Brother And I’m sure it’s not easy to do”

Rarev shook his head, his ht air

“Not really Though I ad the many curvy, sly erotic, I have met none who is well suited to me We Leonis Monstru female to be able to stand up to my needs”

Bard was about to ask hi about, when a shady voice hissed at them from the alley

“Sssay, aren’t you the Kindred looking to buy Yillium?”

“Our contact!” Bard growled He motioned at the alley and drew his blaster as a precaution It didn’t do to come to a place like Passion Prime unarmed—there were alers and Flesh Peddlers

“No need for that, friend!” their contact hissed, still from the confines of the dark alley “I have what you need…for a fair price”

“I won’t shoot you unless you shoot at ht where we can see you, friend”

Their contact and would-be seller, who turned out to be a sreen skin, sidled out into the glaring neon light of the Pleasure House on their right The voice of the 3-D banner above it wasn’t quite as loud as the others, but itsilver spears of light everywhere in a way that threatened to give Bard a splitting headache

“Private Pleasures and Exotic Requests are our Specialty! Trollox Welcome!” the banner purred, in a sultry, feminine voice

Bard frowned Trollox were nine-foot-tall, troll-looking bastards—often with two or three heads apiece, all armed with razor-sharp tusks They were nasty pieces of work and you generally didn’t want to be anywhere near them But since this here their contact had turned up, they had better get down to business before any Trollox customers arrived

“You have the Yilliureen skin “We’ll pay a fair price but it has to be the real stuff”