Jayne shot him a look, but then shook his head, a chuckle forcing its way from deep in his chest. “I reckon you ain’t. And hardly ever visited a whore, either, am I right?”
Mal’s mind threw up an image of a bed, ropes, his cousins Harry and Vinnie standing over him in his somewhat naked and empty-pocketed state, laughing their heads off ... “Hardly ever, Jayne.”
-- Indigo - Part IX by Jane0904