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“I know you’ve wanted me since the moment we met. And I want you just as much. Let’s spend the day in bed. I can suck on your teats and lick your wet slit. I will pleasure you greatly. Again and again.”
“Oh gods,” I moan. “Kryel, we’ve only known each other for one diurnal.”
“Female…” he hisses, his forked tongue making an appearance.
“You wouldn’t happen to play vid games, do you?” I cut in, trying hard to change the subject before I give in.
He braces his muscular arms on either side of my torso and glances down at me longingly, “I greatly enjoy vid games. I haven’t played one in over a year. They don’t exactly allow vid games on 149.”
“Oh, you’ve been missing out. Lots has changed this last year, there’s been lots of updates. Come on, let’s get out of this bed and spend the day together playing games.” I reach up and cup his jaw, rubbing a blue-tipped nail across his luscious black lips. “And yes, I want you badly, more than any man I’ve ever met in my life, but I think if we get to know each other better, it will be more special.”
“Yes, female,” he agrees.
We endup doing the same routine as before, with each of us taking turns in the bathroom and the cleansing unit. Then we get dressed in lounge wear and have breakfast together on the terrace.
Afterwards I discover he’s got a whole vid game room upstairs. Glowing balls of light hang from the ceiling. The curved screen is mounted on the wall. The surround sound system is ridiculous and the sleek gaming console, even a year old, is basically the best that currency can purchase. We end up side by side on the floor in front of the screen in boldly colored, slim gaming chairs, playing our favorite fighting games for hours on end. And then we spend time creating a farm together on Salo where we raise animals and grow crops. Basically, I’ve never met someone who could play as long as me and now I’ve met my match. We make a mess, with lots of snacks and drinks strewn around us, both of us laughing and yelling at our hits and misses.
I find myself, in between gaming sessions, telling him basically everything about myself.
“Yeah, I’m a larger size female but my mission in life is to proudly go forth and tell people on my planet I’m beautiful just the way I am. So that’s part of the reason why I go out so much and let myself be seen in all kinds of glamorous clothes. Skinny girls always dress fashionably but curvy girls can dress gorgeous too. I’ve sort of become an influencer for human beauty products and all the while I’m at least sixty pounds overweight. I like my curly hair and I love doing different things with my hair according to what’s in style and this season. I’m sort of a trend setter on New Earth for women who are curvy. My branding must be working because even off world designers who normally dress thin females are trying to dress me. They think I’m beautiful the way I am.”
“Youarebeautiful the way you are. Also, you are just as beautiful on the inside as the outside.”
And now I’m tearing up.
“What’s wrong, female?”
“No one has ever told me that before.”
“That you’re beautiful?”
“No, no…that I’m beautiful on the inside too. My sister’s the one who is a good person and I’m the evil twin.”
“Evil twin? What nonsense is this? Who took care of me last night when I got drunk off my ass celebrating my prison escape?” He chuckles, wraps an arm around me and kisses me on top of the head. “I’ve spent the last day and a half with you and I know that you’re a lovely being.”
“Thank you, no one ever notices stuff like that about me. Dad approached me telling me he’s proud of what I’ve been doing and how I was a role model for other women, which, you know, made me feel good, because to be truthful, most people don’t see it, and that’s how he wormed his way back into my life. Even my sister doesn’t see it. Not that I go on and on about it, but she just thinks because I don’t volunteer with pets that I’m somehow not caring of others? What is so wrong about liking to go out instead and have fun? I like to talk to people. I like to go out and laugh.”
“I understand,” he says. “I enjoy socializing too.” We return to our game play and then he questions, “Why were you and your twin sister leaving New Earth to go live on Tarvos with your cousin?”
I tell him the whole sordid story. How my mom died recently and how my father is the President of New Earth mafia and how and why we were running from him. I even tell him everything about the history of the Garcia family and how my ancestors were traitors to our own species. I’m worried at the end that he’ll turn away in disgust, or maybe think I’m too much baggage. But instead, he just shrugs and says, “And now I finally understand, it all makes sense.”
“What makes sense?”
“How a law-abiding female is so good at treachery. You’ve got the blood of your sire and your ancestors running through your veins. You and I are very similar, I’m named after my great-uncle Kryel, a famous space pirate. I consider this the number one reason why I ended up in my chosen profession.”
I laugh because it’s true, we are a lot alike. “You know, I feel for you,” I tell him. “Last night you were telling me about those beings you thought were your friends, but they turned on you. I thought I had a lot of good friends on New Earth too, but after my ancestors were outted as traitors, I pretty much lost everything and everyone. My brand on New Earth is in tatters. That’s why Dad knew it was perfect timing to kidnap me and Jada, because no one would notice that I’m gone.”
“That’s sad.”
“I know. I think that Jada doesn’t realize I’ve actually been making my own money off of my influencing. It was a good thing because Dad took back all his currency when I left New Earth and also my inheritance from my mother is frozen. But I do have my very own accounts entirely separate, hidden on Salo, that hold my earnings from all my sponsored beauty product ads.”
“Smart thinking,” Kryel comments. “My currency is also hidden on Salo.”
He starts another multiplayer game for the two of us to join and we play hours more of video games. Eventually Kryel shuts down the system. He pulls out a tablet for himself and hands me a brand-new tablet. “I need to work on our security for a while. This tablet is for you to keep.”
“Ooh, thank you it’s really nice. Can I message my sister?”
He hesitates, then says, “Yes, but only a textual message at this point, no vid. And don’t get on the vid or shopping channels for now either.”
