Lying on her stomach, Tonya didn't even look up from her book as Zarbon came in her room.  Her tail flicked slowly as she read, her brow furrowed in concentration.  He sat on the edge of the bed, waiting patiently for her to finish.

 

 She turned another page, read a few sentences, then shut the book without marking her place.  "Don't think I really need to read the section on language, do you?" she asked rolling onto her side to look at him.  She placed J.R.R. Tolkien's Return of the King on her nightstand and stretched.  "Done!" she declared happily.

 

 "You finished The Simarillion as well?" Zarbon asked.

 

 "Yup.  Then I decided to go back and finish the "Annals of the King."  Tonya sat up and put the pillow she'd been laying on back in its proper place.

 

 Zarbon nodded absently, watching her fix the bedding.  "Luv, what is this?"  Tonya turned to look and froze.  Her eyes widened and she blushed, then dropped her gaze to the quilt trying to think of an answer.  "I found it in your undergarment drawer," he said.  She looked up quickly, blushing darker, a slightly accusing look on her face.  "I was putting away the laundry," he said cutting her off.  "You get it washed, but you never put it away."

 

 "Oh," was all she could say.

 

 "So I'm not enough for you anymore?" he asked.

 

 "You can't be with me all the time," Tonya replied.  "Sometimes I get a little lonely."

 

 "Do you have it with you on campus?"

 

 "No!  Can you imagine what they'd say if someone found it?" Tonya asked horrified.  "And Techno would kick my tail of I took it out on rounds."

 

 "But you have it at the refuge?" Zarbon asked.

 

 Tonya nodded.  "Yes, and when I go shopping or driving or things like that."

 

 "It looks quite new; have you ever used it?"

 

 Tonya blushed and nodded again.  "If you clean them right, they last longer."

 

 "Where did you get it?" he asked.

 

 "Madam Vu had it custom made for me.  The grips moulded to fit my hand," she replied.

 

 "It's not very big," Zarbon observed.

 "Size doesn't matter; it's penetration that counts," Tonya quoted, then blushed at the look Zarbon gave her.

 

 "Would you mind if I used it?" Zarbon asked after a moment.  She looked surprised, then raised an eyebrow in silent question.  "Oh, not right now, but maybe in the future."

 

 "As long as you clean it before you give it back," she replied.

 

 Suddenly the door swung open, startling the duo.  "Alright you perverts," Sebastian said.  "Jess told me to tell you dinner's ready.  If you can quit playing with your sex toys long enough to eat, you're welcome to join us."  He turned on his heel and left as quickly as the door had opened.

 

 "Sex toys?" Zarbon asked his stunned lover.  He looked at the gun he held, then at the door.  "We'd better hurry before he tells everyone we're doing something that we're not."  He paused as he walked towards the dresser to put the gun away.  "I might want to borrow this a little sooner than I first thought," he said to Tonya.

 

 "I think vaporizing him would be better," she replied.  "Then we wouldn't have to deal with the body."

 

 Zarbon chuckled and put the gun back where he'd found it.  Tonya slid off the bed and he saw her smirk.  "What?"

 

 "I was just thinking of Clue," she replied.  "Miss Scarlet did it in the Library with the Revolver."

 

 "And you wonder why they never believe you're innocent," Zarbon said shaking his head.