Reda and Starboy - True Colors
S tarboy hesitated, his fingertips nearly brushing the door controls. Reda had summoned him to his quarters dozens of times, but something felt different this time. An uneasiness had crept into the back of Starboy’s mind during the conversation; he couldn’t pinpoint exactly what had shifted in Reda’s tone and mannerisms. He centered himself and firmly pressed the controls. After all, he knew there were consequences for keeping Reda waiting. *** The door to his quarters opened with a mechanical whirr, Starboy standing before him. The young man’s slender form was covered by a robe just sheer enough to tell he was naked underneath. “How may I serve you today?” Starboy signed, his excitement showing in the nearly imperceptible shaking of his hands. Reda smiled at his enthusiasm. He began by moving his forearms down twice, his hands in a Y gesture, “Today I would like something special. I want to see all of you.” Without hesitation, Starboy let his robe fall to the ground and slowly turne
