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whatever was playing lead was complicated and oddly classical.
    I got out on the floor, under the cage, and just started moving. I noticed the lights were running in sequences, and followed them with my eyes, and my feet. I occasionally bumped someone, and most of the dancers were couples, but there were some other singles.
    I danced with three guys, and decided two of them were worth considering. The other one just felt desperate to me.
    One was younger, fitter and had fine maneuvering technique. He twisted me between the other couples and gripped me with a firm touch I appreciated.
    The other one was older, probably had more money, and was still in good shape. He had green eyes, hair shot through with gray, and I got a veteran vibe from him. I liked how that added up.
    The most important question was: Did I want this man crawling over my naked body for several hours?
    Oh, Gods, yes.
    The Sparkle had worn off enough I was sure I was thinking straight, and I filed a pic of him in case I needed to ID him.
    “I’m Angie,” I said, giving him a card that had a throwaway contact in case I needed to dump him.
    “Darren,” he said. “You’ve got a lot of energy.”
    “A lot more,” I said, and half-winked. “Want to buy me a drink?”
    “Sure.”
    This time I took a rum and Coke, light on the rum. I could get plowed after…well, after I got plowed.
    Yes, he was the one. We finished our drinks, got back out to dance, and I said, “It’s too noisy here.”
    He nodded, took my hand, and led me out the door. His timing was perfect. A train had just pulled up across the passage.
    The shuttle whipped us around the perimeter. We kept casual but interested hands on each other’s legs as it traveled. We got out at Perimeter 90, and I wondered where his lodging was. Some people prefer low gee, others standard, and there are rentals at all levels, at all price ranges.
    We took a lift not far down to .7. I felt bouncy and light, and my boobs were higher on my chest. The boots turned into slippers despite the heels.
    “This way,” he said, and led me down a passage that was owned by Noble Lodges. Not bad. They were an upper midrange chain.
    He swiped the door and ushered me in.
    I placed my pouch near the door, just in case, but I was sure he was decent. As I stood up, his hand ran down my spine and I shivered. I turned to face him, and I could see he wanted to kiss me, so I moved the process along and kissed him first.
    He was good, and warm, and wrapped his arms around me, and slid them down my back.
    His hands cupped my ass and he realized I had no underwear. He paused for a moment and I said, “Step back.”
    He did so, and I dropped the jacket and peeled the catsuit. Sometimes you want to tease them along. Sometimes you just want them to get to work.
    Gods, could he work.
    He had me on the bed and went at me with hands and mouth, while I tried to get his clothes off. When I succeeded, I returned the favor. He had firm muscles and moved smoothly and had lovely texture against my tongue. Between gasps I managed to say, “Bend me over,” and tossed my legs off the bed. I liked his weight, and his strength, and his motion. I was stretched and stuffed, and clenched until my knees cramped. I about blacked out.
    I got more sleep substitute than sleep, but I think we decided we were both very happy with the night. I was actually a bit stiff when looking for work the next morning. I did keep his info. I had no idea how long I’d be on station.

CHAPTER 2

    Back in the main colony circuit, I did okay on legs. I found a NovRos transport heading back that way, paying M3000, good enough for the trip, then M1000 for an in-system leg to planetary orbit. It was the Sorokin , and I’d crewed on her a couple of years back. The owners remembered me. Two of the crew thought I looked familiar. One of them hit on me and I politely told him I wasn’t available until I debarked.
    He wasn’t bad, but I could probably find someone closer to