The Treasure of Lei Fong Wu

Chapter Four

Jayne stumbled good-naturedly out of the hotel, the extremely attractive blonde under one arm, her good smell sticking to them like a raincoat.

She said to call her Mila, so he did, and he said he liked her dress, which he did (although he actually said something along the lines of ‘it’d look pretty gorram good crumpled up at the foot o’ my gorram bed!’ the message was not lost on Mila and she took the compliment in the spirit in which it had been given). Jayne had bought Mila a drink, and Mila had bought Jayne a drink, and after that they were old friends and would you like to see the beach?

So they stumbled out, intertwined with each other, a single common (if shifting) center of gravity between them. Mila was real nice, asked lots of questions about him, let him tell a few lies, and probably told a few her own self. Something about being a “businesswoman”. Like he couldn’t guess her business was whoring. That didn’t bother Jayne none. All women were liars. They couldn’t help it. It was in their nature.

The beach was nice, and Mila took her shoes off and asked Jayne to take his off. But he wasn’t about to lose his best pair of boots, and he really didn’t feel like carrying them, so he left them where they were and watched Mila’s pretty feet dance in the surf in the bluish light from the jovian planet Epiphany orbited on the horizon.

It was all very pretty and poetical and it gave Jayne a most powerful boner.

He was about to ask Mila if she wanted to go back to his place and transact some business when she pulled him down into the sand and kissed him mightily. Not having anything clever to say, he kissed her back. Then she asked if he’d buy her a drink at a dive called Eva’s, and he said yes, though he didn’t think a burg this new minted would have a dive of any sort but if Mila wanted him to get the Alliance Battle Standard tattooed on his ass right about then, well, he was up for it.

Along the way to Eva’s, Mila had to pu