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Intro to How I Learned to Communicate Across Cultures

Kim’s countenance dropped. I couldn’t read her mind but the dejection in her lovely face and the sudden appearance of uncharacteristic wrinkles in her smooth cheeks as her smile transformed into a frown spoke volumes. She blushed and her eye lids fluttered. Her inviting index finger, still hooked, went between her teeth where she held it to prevent it from making any more inviting gestures. She offered me all that she had and from what I learned from my shipmates’ stories she was most likely not willing to hold anything back. For a price, of course. Still I turned her away. What more could she have offered? To give herself to me freely?