The doorbell chimes.
"Jeeves, who's at the door!?" Said Tammy.
"Eric Krieger, mam."
"Ignore him! Maybe he'll go away."
"He's using his pass key."
"Change the code!"
"Too late, mam."
A tall, well-built gentleman enters Tammy's apartment.
"Hey! Tammara Lynn! You here?"
"..."
"Hey, Tammy! Are you home!?"
"No!" Shouts Tammy.
"Ha! That's my girl. Come on out where I can see you. I want to talk."
"We've got nothing to say to each other."
"Augh, don't be like that; come on out. I want to see you."
"You've got pictures!"
"Oh, yeah, babe, and then some. Come on, come on out. It's the least you can do after excluding me from your party."
Tammy appears from a long hallway to the living room, dressed in her slip. She sees her former boyfriend standing by her front door. His blue cap sits on a head of thick, curly hair. He's so cute, that she feels a deep desire to be kissed. She begins to wonder why she didn't put on a robe.
"Ok, what do you want." Said Tammy.
"Whatever you like, sweetie."
"Don't, sweetie, me." Said Tammy, angry with herself, for wanting him.
"I hear you have aspirations of becoming a model. How's that going?"
"It's fine, I suppose. Now, can you please leave?"
"Wait, a minute! Give a guy a chance. Got anything to drink?"
"Waters in the kitchen, help yourself."
Eric smiles, then asks Jeeves for a vodka martini.
"Will you require a twist of lime?" asked Jeeves.
"You know I do," said Eric.
The drink appears on a small table by the fountain. Eric takes a sip and sits on a park bench. He looks out of the massive living room window to the planet Venus.
"A bit early in the day, don't you think?" Said Tammy, remembering that a spare robe is hanging in the coat closet
"Nope. And I know you, don't be like that."
"I'm trying to quit." She goes to the closet and quickly slips on her robe, then ties it tightly, with a double knot.
"Really?" Said Eric with a laugh
"Well... I'm cutting back. And, shut up! You're the one who got me started in the first place!"
"I know; I'm sorry. Have a seat."
"Yeah, right!" Tammy sat down at the edge of the bench. As far away from Eric as she could get.
"No, really. We'll never have a problem with it. Our DNA prevents it."
"Are you sure. Lately, I've been wondering."
"But this is not why I'm here."
"Ok, so what do you want?"
"Well... No matter how I try not to, I think about you all the time. So, a few days ago, I was thinking about our pictures, and I thought: I should give them back to you. Even though some of them are quite entertaining."
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In The Shadow Of The Tower
Science FictionTwo super-rich kids grow into young adulthood and struggle with their feelings for one another. She has loved him for quite some time, but he is unsure and needs to figure things out. She is also engineered by her father's company to love someone el...
