The Greater Antilles: Round Robin
Part Sixty-Three
by Feni

I snickered to Corran, fighting my blush. Don't get me wrong, I am by no means a shy or sheltered girl, but that amount of swearing is something I haven't heard since I stopped going to the Navy Recruiter's office. And there were 7 of them, and only this one girl. Good Gods.

I'll admit, there is a part of me that is severely jealous of Aggy. On the other hand, in about 5 minutes, after she's stopped trying to kill Wes for no reason really, they'll both be having the time of their lives.

I glanced up at Corran's laughing face as we all heard Wes' and Aggy's comments from inside her room. Something just didn't feel right, one of those tingly-in-the-gut not right. Oh well, who am I to question a cute pilot?

Continued in 64