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(PG) (March 2007) by Camryn
"Kathryn, you wound me!" "Your card does not trump mine." "It certainly does," Chakotay said with exasperation. "We've been through this three times." "Four." "I was being kind, although I can't imagine why. You called me a cheat!" "Every time you explain the game, you change it around. You're making it up, aren't you?" "Now I'm a liar too?" "If the shoe fits." "You're a sore loser." "I wouldn't lose if you'd stick to one set of rules!" "You'd understand the rules if you'd pay attention instead of ...oooh...that's nice." Chakotay pushed her hands away and tried to be serious. "I'm going to tell you once more. Listen carefully." "Never mind. I've lost interest in this game." "Great! I was winning and you want to quit." Kathryn put her hands back on him and grinned wickedly. "Fine, you big baby. You win, alright?" "I won because I won, not because you let me. Let's get that straight, shall we?" "Winners usually receive some sort of prize, don't they?" "Customarily...yesss...that's good...right there. What kind of prize...oh, yeah... did you have in mind?" "Haven't you guessed yet?" "Mmmm...so good... Who says cheating is a bad thing?"
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