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fantasy story of Miku Ishida :
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, extremes of behavior involve the gengineering of
sentient species and the indulgence of your algophilia. Neither will be
going on when the tourists are around. I would not begin to guess how
your creative faculties work under those circumstances."
I nodded. "So it'll be just boring, mundane Ken Shardik when the
guests arrive?"
"Indeed," Dave said. "I would like you to view some episodes
during the first few weeks, to see if I get your lecherous propensity
down pat."
"'Lecherous propensity!'" I said, laughing. "Dave, you don't
intend to have the Shardik morph'droid fuck a tourist or two while
they're Miku's e, do you?"
"Of course not," Dave replied. He almost sounded miffed. "But you
do have a reputation to uphold as a roving and inviting rogue. I would
hate to see said reputation fade because I ran you too politely."
I rolled my eyes. "Sheesh." I turned to my two companions, who
both looked at me a shrugged, giving me "don't ask us" looks. "Come on,
let's go take
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