Chapter 21

Sam and Tarin got out of bed and took a shower, jacking each other off again. Just after one tine they went to bed, Sam wrapped in Tarin’s arms. At one-thirty, Midnight came in the front door which, as all the doors on Sarran had been programmed to let the cats come and go as they please.

::You’re finished.::

Sam and Tarin laughed out loud. ::Yes, we’re done.::

::Good. Tigger said I’m too young to listen.:: 6

To simply wake up every morning a better person

than when I went to bed.

—Sidney Poitier

Soarer’s Nest, Vineleaf Village: 9:15 tines

Sam woke up the next dawntine to the smell of fresh coffee with Midnight on his head. ::We thought you’d never get up. It’s after nine.::

::Don’t be a scold, Midnight. Sam had a big day yesterday and he was worn out. I have your coffee, my fox, and a new coffeepot that can make coffee neither you nor I can screw up. I dropped one off at the gatehouse an hour ago.::

::Why did you go there?:: Sam was almost pouting.