"Yep. Just a few days ago I got to watch him pop all of Naoko's cherries. It was epic!"
"What?!" exclaimed Analise, sounding disturbed.
Sensing that Analise could take things the wrong way, and wanting to get ahead of whatever anxiety-induced fears might be percolating in her head, he grabbed her hips and turned her ninety degrees so she was facing him.
"Oh, god. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..."
Without looking, he held out a hand towards Samantha and made a "shut your mouth" gesture. And at the same time commanded through their connection, "Silence!"
"Analise," he said. She was still looking at Samantha, who had clapped a hand over her mouth.
She looked at him.
"When Samantha says conquer, she means in the consensual sense, and despite Naoko's eccentricities, what happens between us is still consensual."
"Eccentricities? Naoko?" Analise sounded more confused than disturbed, which was progress as far as he was concerned.
