The Four Seasons

GOING ROGUE

The private sun was slipping quietly across the private timeline of the bed. The space-time sex-continuum. This would require emergency room service. All Georgetown beds have a timeline. All covens have a timeline. A private timeline with a private jet to whisk us all away. The Four Seasons had nothing to do with the axis of the planet. The Four Seasons was a hotel. I want to hide naked under the covers, and no one would know I was there.