Title: Meditation on My Husband
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Summary: A naughty drabble from Amanda
Meditation on My Husband
Sometimes I think I exasperate my very proper Vulcan husband. Take last night, for instance. He informed me in no uncertain terms that the meditation pool in the embassy garden was not for skinny-dipping. But at that hour there was no one there to meditate. And, I asked him, logically, why is the water kept so warm if it's not intended to be used in such a manner? I didn't expect him to come right in after me to get me out. Or what he did to me next instead. I keep misbehaving, and he keeps rewarding me for it.