Actualsis and her Arena, Chapter Two
The next couple of hours were long.
As Flashslip had observed to himself once already, there was nothing new about any of it. These days he could barely go to the Conurbation at weekends, or brave the Headquarters corridors when neophytes were finishing their shifts, without one girl or other subjecting him to the same species of tease. Some show-off whose day couldn’t be complete until she’d made her male senior fidgety and restless. Then however, a boy at least had the option of refusing to play along – of stalking off, or just trying to ignore the temptation to look.
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