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rm that dangled in the
water. The Delphine phrase for the moment of bliss that the actors so
cruelly were massacaring in three dimensions above our heads
approximately translated into human speech as the word "together".
Sliandra consulted the manifest printout that we had found alongside Fat
Charlie's note. "Hey you two, there's one here called 'Dolphin Lust'"
"Seen it!" we chorused from across the pool.
"Any good?"
"Sharkbait!" whistled Silvermoon. "We saw it at the pleasure complex
on Kapella last year, based on a scene from a late twentieth century
celluloid format movie."
"Easy Travel to Other Planets?" asked Sliandra.
"Yes, sort of a graphic rendition of the love scene; totally ruined
the atmosphere of the original." I replied.
"Caused a hell of a fuss when it came out in nineteen ninety seven
you know. Music was by a band called Riding The Nightmare, got the
soundtrack about somewhere," volunteered Sliandra, yet again astonishing
us with Mie's knowledge of late twentieth century Terran trivia.
"Oh, here's a good one," said Sliandra, consulting the manifest
further, "It's called 'Kiss My Whip'"
Again, the flight deck was rocked by laughter.
The holovid flickered to show the image of tall terran woman, dressed
in nothing but a maid's white
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