Chapter 75

“Smooth as silk, not a trace of hair around the navel,” Tobydallum said.

“No body hair except axillary hair.”

Tobydallum stared blankly at Jamesdavis.

“The subject’s armpits.”

Tobydallum, his hand still resting on Sartin, turned from Jamesdavis and stared into Sartin’s eyes. After a moment, Sartin turned away. Tobydallum withdrew his gaze and his hand and returned to his seat and his drawing.

Jamesdavis continued his own examination. The human rubbed Sartin’s skin along the transitional area where the dark skin of his upper body transitioned into the gray-blue color of his tail. His hands warmed with all the touching, although his stroke was nothing like Tobydallum’s.

The examiner reached for a large circular object and held it above Sartin’s waist. Out of curiosity, Sartin leaned in and bumped heads with Jamesdavis. Sartin rubbed his head, more surprised than hurt. Jamesdavis grimaced at him, pushed him out of the light, and resumed his assessment.