From: Michael Preston Date: Tue, 23 Jul 2002 04:05:19 -0500 Subject: Communication in 155 Words Source: atxc Title: Communication Author: Mike Rating: R, for the language of the responses I expect Archive: Yes, but why? Spoilers: None Communication Mike Scully peered around the corner of the cave, snapping off a shot at the Bounty Hunters. "Mulder, We're going to die, aren't we?" "Yep, within in an hour." "Before I die, I want you to do something for me." "Anything I can, Scully." "I want you to make me feel like a woman, a real woman." "Anything for you." He stepped around the corner . With his laser green gaze burning holes in her soul, he began stripping off his shirt. Her gaze went to his ridged abdomen, and was shocked by the panther-like stride as he stepped towards her. Her pupils dilated, her breasts grew heavy and tender and a jolt of electricity passed through her whole body. "We'll have to hurry. An hour isn't much time." She moaned and threw the pistol aside. He held out the shirt in long sensitive fingers, saying, "You can wash and iron my shirt in an hour."