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  “What does that mean? I just want to fuck Peri like Robin fucks you and Willie and Kwak and…” His list went on for several moments. Word did spread quickly about the ship that I had indeed pleasured and been pleasured by a goodly number of crewmembers. “But I’m scared,” he finally admitted. “What if I’m no good? Will she then want to fuck Robin or Willie or Kwak or—”

  “I get your point,” I interrupted. I didn’t want my food to go completely cold with another listing of my recent conquests. “What makes you think Peri wouldn’t want to make love to you? Have you asked her how she feels?”

  John Thomas shook his head. “I…I can’t. She gets all red in the face and runs away whenever I try to talk to her. Then I get all red in the face and run away, too.”

  “Oh, dear.”

  This was a very serious problem indeed. It seemed John Thomas and Peri were both cursed with almost terminal bashfulness around the opposite sex. They were so shy that they routinely scared each other away in casual conversation. There had to be some way to get—and keep—these two shy souls together long enough to work through their phobias.

  “John Thomas, why don’t I stop by your quarters later tonight and help you out with your worries some before we get to Old Smokey? Would you like that?”

  His eyes brightened and his whole expression instantly lit up. “Uh-huh. Thank you, Brandi. You are a good friend to Robin. I know you will be a good friend to me.”

  * * * *

  “Where are you going?” Robin asked as I stepped out of the bathroom and donned one of his silk robes.

  “No place special.” I took a brush to my auburn locks, sweeping my hair up off my neck with a pair of black lacquered sticks, which perfectly matched my kimono in black with purple edging. I’d discovered that long hair sometimes got in the way at Willie’s parties and that it paid to come prepared.

  Robin plopped down on the bed and crossed his arms behind his head, observing me closely as I applied moisturizer to my face. “I thought Willie was calling it an early night since we’re landing in the morning.”

  “He did. I’ve got to tackle another ‘mission’ to help out one of the crew. Zelda did put me in charge of ship’s discipline while she was away. And an unhappy space pirate is a non-productive space pirate.”

  “That sounds more like a morale problem, and that’s Kwak’s duty. Why don’t you stay in for a change? We could try a few more of my classic dildo collection. How about ‘twentieth century porn stars’? They’re very popular—our perennial best sellers.”

  I smiled, slipping my feet into my black satin slippers. “They sound delightful, but I made a promise and I intend to keep it.” I headed for the door.

  “You’re not thinking about cheering John Thomas up, are you?”

  I froze in place. Some of Robin’s psychic ex-girlfriend’s abilities must have rubbed off on him. “Yes, I am. How did you know?”

  He scrunched up his nose. “Educated guess. That, and I saw you two eating together a few times this past week. I just want to warn you that playing ship’s counselor is not as easy as you think it is.”

  “I never said it would be easy, but I feel I owe John Thomas whatever help he needs. After all, he did help rescue me from Daro’s cargo hold and certain death. That sick bastard Daro was about to shove a colossal-sized vibrator up my pussy. Now, if you’ll excuse me…”

  Robin rolled over to his side, laughing, kicking and slapping the pillows for effect. I frowned, my brows knitting together in anger. I faced him, hands on my hips.

  “What’s so damn funny?”

  “You are, Brandi Whyne. If you thought that tiny apparatus Daro threatened you with could rip you in two, you ain’t seen nothing yet!”

  Stay tuned for Brandi’s next thrilling erotic adventure…

  Little John’s Very Big Problem

  ABOUT THE AUTHOR

  Celine Chatillon is the alter ego of multi-published contemporary romance novelist, Cynthianna Appel. Celine finds writing erotica a very pleasant departure from her day job as a small press manuscript reader. Her recent eXtasy Titles include Yes, Virginia…Here Comes Santa Claus and Gifts Well-Timed (The Seven Deadly Sins and Virtues series).

  Email her at:

  celinechatillon@hotmail.com

  and check out her web site at

  http://www.celinechatillon.com/