my skin has turned to porcelain, to ivory, to steel.

scentoflosers:

                    “Do tell. I’m dying to know
                    just what that ‘m o r e’ is.”

      He hadn’t meant it like that —
      there’s nothing wrong with a
      pretty face. However, Tahno
      didn’t feel like correcting her.

        “Sorry, Slick. I’m not inclined to give away
        company secrets. Especially to a stranger.”

                          And even if he wasn’t digging for secrets
                          she still felt compelled to keep her mouth
                          shut. Future Industries was already in a
                          precarious position thanks to her father.
                          She didn’t need petty talk to add to it.