”“What’s the dress code?”“Slutty. The sluttier, the better.”“That sounds like a perfect party for Jennifer to go to,” her brunette fri...end said.Jennifer, the curvaceous blonde, playfully tried to push her friend out of her chair. “What’s that supposed to mean?”“It means you’re a slut,” her friend laughed.“You can take her with you if you buy us a bottle of rum,” another friend added.“Deal,” Icarus responded. “But she’s still not dressed slutty enough.” He pulled her out of her chair and examined. That simple act caused me to feel more loved, more wanted, than I had ever felt in my life. I knew that I would be all right with whatever I had to face in the future, because my sister would always be there for me.I finally pulled myself together as Dave came out of the bathroom in a robe drying his hair with a towel. He smiled at me and wished me a good morning. Mickey then patted my leg and said that if I wanted a quick shower, she would show me how to work the controls.I hurried through a. “No problem” Olya said, looking at his profile as he loaded her bags into the trunk of the SUV. He had some lines in his face that denoted he had lived life. Olya deduced his age at mid-30sThey set off, travelling into the beautiful hinterlands of Goa. All around her were idyllic backwaters lined with palm trees and bordered by emerald seas that, according to Rahul’s commentary, were rich in history. But Olya could barely concentrate; she was busy imagining what her guide would look like. He never gave his approval easily, but he would give it when one had earned it.The area we were traveling through was still in the relatively safe places. Nowhere on Chaos was completely safe, but these areas were Citadel controlled and protected lands. As we got farther out on the plains we would have less and less protection afforded to us. Everyone stood a watch; we needed to be doing that every night anyway, so it was good practice. I kept awake by practicing my quiet movements that I was.