Openfly Speaks
Hey peeps, I have more news in what seems to be shaping up to be a continuing saga of Openfly’s flight from Shalamapax.
You’ll recall that in my last post I told you that Openfly refused to communicate with any Shalampaxian other than her best friend, Cherrytart. That was true. However, I found out that Openfly has been able to use her own email account while aboard the ship.
I sent her a message begging her to speak with me about her ordeal. At first she refused, but I successfully bribed her to change her mind. I told her that if she ever comes back to Shalampax I will pick up her bar tab for a full week if she took me into her confidence.
I’m hoping she never comes back. I’m fairly wealthy, but I don’t have enough money to cover her tab for a day, let alone a week. And I don’t think anyone would be willing to loan me that much money.
The first question I had for Openfly was whether, as she told Cherrytart, she indeed had no idea why the zoologist locked her in the observation room.
I was right. She knew more than she had been letting on. (That is to say, she knew more about her predicament than she was letting on. When it comes to general knowledge, she is fully as ignorant as she appears.) True, she doesn’t know why she is being held captive, but she does know which of her actions led to the zoologist taking the action he took.
Before I get into that, so I can stop calling him “the zoologist,” allow me to give you his a name. You might as well allow me to do that because I’m going to give it to you whether you allow me to or not.
His name is Dr. Donald Rivers. He’s entitled to call himself “doctor” because he has a Ph.D. in zoology from Muddy York University. Generally, people just call him “Don.”
As Openfly tells it, things were grand at the start. For the first couple of days that she was on board, she and Don had sex four or five times a day. This was very exciting for Openfly because, being a zoologist, Don knew some really wild animal positions. Although, doing it in a dorsoventral position while swinging from a chandelier—like orangutans sometimes do, except they swing from branches rather than chandeliers—was quite a challenge for both of them.
Then, one morning, she told him she wouldn’t sleep with him for the next few days. Openfly refuses to tell me why she withheld sex from Don, but whatever the reason, that’s when Don locked her in the observation room.
At first Openfly thought it was petulance, jealousy or revenge on Don’s part. But, apart from holding her captive, he’s been very genial and civil with her. And he apologizes several times a day for keeping her in the observation room.
Besides, while Openfly does rank as, to use the street vernacular, “one hot babe” on the Shalampaxian scale of female beauty, that still places her only slightly above “repulsive” on any non-Shalampaxian scale. So it’s unlikely that withholding sex would drive Don to do what he did.
Openfly seems truly stumped as to why she is in the predicament she is in. She would like some answers. So would I.
Openfly gave me Don’s email address and I’ve dashed off a note to him asking for an explanation. I haven’t got a response yet, but I’ll fill you in if and when I do get one.
