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A wave of jealousy washed across me, and it made me get quiet. Emissary must have felt jealous too, because she stopped talking as well. We simply sat there and stared at the airlock. I was imagining what Eve might be doing in there, and I wished that it were a door with anything other than an airtight seal. I wanted to hear what a Khetar’s voice sounded like when he was cockulating.
I tried to imagine I could see through the door. I didn’t even know how it would all work. Who would stand where? Or would they both lie down? Would Airlock be on top, or maybe they’d both lay sideways? Once he put the dingdong in, how long would he keep it inside? The orgasm therapist usually touched meoutside, so how would the dingdong inside make Airlock have an orgasm? Or maybe the therapist touched me outside because it felt less good than inside, and that was part of what Emissary had meant?
Then I started wondering. Maybe the dingdong just rubbed against the outside? What was all the extra length for in that case? Maybe just for aesthetics? It sure looked impressive when it was so big.
“Emissary Eve,” I whispered. “The dingdongdoesgo inside, right?”
She locked eyes with me. “Yes. It goes inside.”
There was a hiss of air, and the airlock door swung open.
Eve stepped out into the corridor. She was completely naked and glistening. A thick smell came out of the airlock with her, and it was like nothing I’d ever smelled before. I tensed my hips and squirmed as I realized that sex had asmell.
Airlock’s face was flushed. Her nipples were sticking out and hard, and they were wet and glossy. She bit her lip as she looked at us. She turned around and pressed a button on the manual control panel. The airlock shut and sealed, cutting us off from Thuliak. The smell of sex wasn’t as strong now, but I could still smell it on Airlock.
“You had sex with him?” Emissary asked.
“First base…” Airlock said.
“What?” I asked, standing up. “Come on, if you did it, you have to—”
“He just gave me an orgasm.”
“How?” Both Emissary and I asked in unison.
“Well,” Airlock said, looking down at her breasts. I glanced down at her kitten. As a rule, I avoided looking at other women’s kittens. It was visibly wet, which didn’t surprise me, but it certainly didn’t look like Thuliak’s big teal dingdong had been in there. I felt like I’d have been able to see the difference.
But that sheen on her? Goddess! That was alien saliva? He’d…lickedher breasts?
I closed my eyes, because I’d never even imagined such a thing. Then I let myself imagine it. I didn’t imagine Thuliak, but just that masculine shape. Those muscles and that thick dingdong. Then imagined something so powerful and dominant—so much bigger and stronger than me—just—I don’t know—pressing me up against a wall and licking my breasts.
I was getting wet thinking about it. I desperately wanted to touch myself, which I knew was extremely dangerous and spread disease, so I—
“Emissary,” I whispered, suddenly realizing something. “Did High Command make up that you get disease from touching yourself?”
“Yes,” Emissary said. “It’s a complete fabrication.”
I shoved her so hard she stumbled until she planted a palm on the wall to break her fall.
“Don’t touch me!” she hissed.
“You High Command bitches!” I screamed. “Youprotectedus so well, huh? How were we supposed to even be women if you didn’t let us feel the first thing it meant to be a woman?”
“I didn’t know either,” Emissary said. “Not until I’d been tainted. Airlock, he made you cum just by…doing that? Just on your breasts?”
Airlock nodded meekly “He squeezed my butt at the end, but I was already having an orgasm at that point. And when I say orgasm, it was like, um, nothing like at the orgasm therapist. I’m pretty sure those weren’t really orgasms.”
Emissary gave me a knowing look, but then turned toward Eve. “How much more intense was it?”
“If an orgasm is a flower,” Airlock said, “then the orgasm therapists are giving us just the shadow of a flower. Meaning there is no color, no smell. Just the shadow, probably cast across a long corridor. We weren’t even looking in the right direction, basically.”
“Goddess,” I whispered, “how are you even out here talking to us? I’d still be in there with him. Smelling real flowers.”
“He wants me to convince you two to come with him.”
“Tactically,” Emissary said, “it would put Eden in a much stronger position if we refused.”
Eve picked up the top part of her vacuum suit and put it on to cover her breasts, which were still slick and glistening with alien spit.
