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"Much gratitude."
Lekvich Tor hung up and saw four call lights flashing pink

FIRST NIGHTER

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and blue and green and red on the console. He hadn't even
noticed them- His purplish skin began to shine with perspira-
tion. He reached for the nearest light but a scaly green hand
with claws enameled in bright orange intercepted him.

"Hello there." The voice was husky, insinuating, slightly
slurred.

Lekvich Tor looked up into the face of a Saurian matriarch
from Telos XVI. He had never expected to see one at such
close range.

She was twice his size and width. Her jaw extended a good
five inches in front of her forehead and her smile -- if that's
what it was -- revealed rows of needle-sharp white teem. Her
dark eyes were split by a red pupil and she appeared to have
no eyelids. Rubies set in golden studs dotted her eye ridges.

Lekvich Tor fought back a shudder. The guest is always
right, he thought. Always.

"When do you get off?" the Saurian said.

"Beg pardon?"

Her smile widened -- a terrifying sight. "You're very at-
tractive for a humanoid. Has anyone ever told you that?"

"Never," said Lekvich Tor. In fact, before he had been re-
cruited for this post from Vladimir's Folly, no one had ever
paid much attention to him at all.

"Mmmmhmmm." She nodded languorously. "Love that
purple skin."

Lekvich Tor had an awful feeling that he knew exactly
what this Saurian wanted. He blushed. He looked away
through the view portals at the stars but there was no help
coming from those distant points of light. He took a deep
breath. "Ma'am, may I direct you to our Pleasure Services
Department? We have the very best selection of live profes-
sionals, robots, or virtual experiences to be found in six quad-