Other Places 3: Detours by P. S. Power Read Free Book Online

fair, Zack. I just didn't want you to become some kind of little girl,
that's all. Why don't you score with that nice Lenore again? Or, I don't know,
go and make nice with Lisa? I bet you can wear her down and get some trim
there, if you want a challenge. Maybe along with your new Bat friend here?'
    Zack
didn't answer, just watching the back of the young man who was headed toward
the cafe. There were still people back there, two of them, but they seemed to
be actually drinking coffee and looking at books. Madeline swallowed nervously
and twitched at him, but then turned to look at the door where Kait was coming
out, along with a man that looked like he could be her dad. At least the man
seemed a bit ashamed of himself. She wasn't underage, but he was pushing fifty,
at least, and looked it.
    He
also had a wedding ring on. He could have put that in a pocket, Zack thought,
if nothing else.
    Waving
got them to both come over, the man looking like he expected to be arrested at
any moment. Normally Zack would have been too embarrassed, given the fact that
his friend had just been having sex with the man, but since she sort of needed to do that kind of thing, and he could kill off all feelings that didn't serve
him at the moment, he did.
    Then
he looked at the man and gave a single slow nod.
    "You
might want to look at our bestsellers section. If you plan to be a regular
here, I mean." They weren't selling sex, after all, but seriously, the man
would be back. It had to be far too tempting for him not to be. "Kaitlyn,
this is Madeline, she's going to be working with you. Later though. Right now,
I think that young man in the back was trying to get your attention?" Or
at least some female company. How Kait handled that was her business.
    The
man she'd been with blushed again, but she patted him on the back and rushed
off to see to the new man, as if it were perfectly normal. Madeline just stood
for a few seconds, waiting for something. Reviewing, Zack wondered if he'd
missed anything, and realized that he sort of had. He hadn't gotten the woman
to write down any of her contact information. Not that he didn't know it
already. He was about to scramble for a job application form, when she turned
and left, looking back at him strangely.
    She'd
be around at four, so he didn't worry. It was part of her job. Both of them,
now. Really, she was probably going to go and report to Catherine Peterson, at
her people's embassy. It was right next door, so they could listen in anyway.
At least the Bat shifters could.
    Claudia
came back out, and her friend turned out to be a woman, surprisingly enough. A
slightly overweight one, who seemed a bit flushed and moist. They got waved
over and extorted too, with a suggestion that the Alede succubus see to the
older man that was waiting for attention from the helpful staff. The woman
looked at it happening, and shook her head a little.
    "She's
so lovely. Maybe next time we could all do something?" That was said with
a bit of a downcast look, and without confidence at all. In fact it was so shy
seeming that it was pretty clear the woman in front of him would have had sex
with almost anyone that was willing to give her attention, he was willing to
bet.
    Zack
smiled.
    "Well,
I can't promise anything, since she works for me here and that might be
inappropriate, but we could go out?" It was a total change in what
was on the table, but the woman, who was heavyset, busty and a bit heavy of
feature through the face, which meant not that good looking, actually beamed at
him, as if he'd said the right thing for once.
    "That
would be nice. Claudia said I should ask people here, if, you know, they wanted
to do things. I thought she just meant for..." There was a much brighter
bit of flushing then and not all of it was due to embarrassment.
    He
nodded.
    "Yeah,
that too, for a lot of them. Not all, but asking probably won't be a problem
for anyone. Still, remember to shop too. And actually read the books, or what's
the