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. Anyhow I'm Gay Deceiver, and welcome aboard."
I climbed in and started to crawl through the cargo door back of the seats.
Hilda snagged me. "Don't go back there. Your wife is back there with two men.
Give the girl a chance."
"And with Lib," Deety added. "Don't tease him. Aunt Shar-pie. Sit down,
Richard." I sat down between them-a privilege, except that I wanted to see that
space-warped bathroom. If there was one. If it was not a Lethe dream.
Hilda settled against me like a cat and said, "You have received a bad
first impression of Lazarus, Richard; I don't want it to stay that way."
I admitted that on a scale of ten he scored a minus three with me. -
"I hope it doesn't stay that way. Deety?" "Day in and day out Lazarus
averages closer to a nine,
Richard. You'll see."
"Richard," Hilda went on, "despite what you heard me say,
I don't think badly of Lazarus. I have borne one child by him ... and I go
that far only with men I respect. But Lazarus does have his little ways; it is
necessary to spank him from time to time. Nevertheless I love him."
"Me, too," agreed Deety. "I have a little girl by Lazarus and that means I
love and respect him or it would not have happened. Correct, Zebadiah?"
"How would I know? 'Love, oh careless love!' Boss Lady, are we going
somewhere? Gay wants to know."
"Report readiness
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