Familiarities
NOTWITHSTANDING HER efforts to establish new intimacies, Doris had never felt that her present day romantic delvings ever approached her prior connection to Kiplinger. Her ex-husband seemed irreplaceable. It was a pity that he had been a sycophant of the worst kind.
That brat of a would-be science phenom had coerced Doris to complete his research for him and had otherwise stolen his colleagues’ findings. Per “his” knowledge about creepy-crawly, winged, and webbed things, Kiplinger held a surfeit of plagiarized data. In contrast, when expressing tenderness to Doris, he had had neither original nor borrowed words to bestow upon her.
Even had Doris not mixed it up with Furries, Kiplinger would, eventually, have shunned her integrity and her emotional neediness. That man, who
