Women and Paga
.T'zuri spilled out of my wagon wrapped in my fur, only to stumble across the wagon camp enclosure to the fire again, and plop right on down to the ground. Following her cue, I too, crouched down and handed her the cup of paga she had wanted. And then I spoke as gently as possible to her, whispering while she gulped down her second cup, "You should go back inside, Singer. You're naked."
I didn't want to embarrass her or anything.
"What do you mean I'm naked? I not naked, Kazhuye."
The Singer suddenly opened the fur she'd had wrapped around her and stared down at her naked self in disbelief. And I stared too. I... could not help it!
