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... and before that, let's get those ice-cream cones if you're as hungry as I
am. Then, last thing before dinner, we should go see Charlie about p-suits."
The ice-cream cones were close at hand in the same tunnel as the racks:
Borodin's Double-Dip Dandies, served by Kelly Borodin himself, who offered to
sell me (in addition to lavish cones) used magazines from Earth, barely used
magazines from Luna City and Tycho Under, candy, lottery tickets, horoscopes,
Lunaya Pravda, the Luna City Lunatic, greeting cards (genuine Hallmark
imitations), pills guaranteed to restore virility, and a sure cure for
hangovers, compounded to an ancient Gypsy formula. Then he offered to roll me
double or nothing for the cones. Gretchen caught my eye, and barely shook her
head.
As we walked away, she said, "Kelly has two sets of dice, one for
strangers, another for people he knows. But he doesn't know that I know it. Sir,
you paid for the cones... and now, if you don't let me pay you back, I'll get
that spanking. Because Mama will ask me and I will have to tell her."
I thought about it. "Gretchen, I have trouble believing that your mother
would spank you for something / did."
"Oh, but she would, sir! She will say that I should have had my money out
and ready. And I should have."
"Does she spank really hard? Bare bottom?"
"Oh, my, yes! Brutal."
"An intriguing thought
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