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“As a man, I got away with being crass on board our ship in ways that no woman could. Swearing, telling crude jokes, acting like I thought with my cock...Earth turns a blind eye to some things men do. I could be a foul-mouthed asshole and even make some sexual jokes. As long as I didn’t act too outrageous in front of my superiors, there was no problem.”

Korkla studied her closely. “But you prefer presenting yourself as a female. That is correct?”

None of them had reacted to her profane language or overt references to having masculine qualities. They didn’t exhibit morbid fascination, which had been the best Michaela could hope for. She searched for a hint of disgust. She saw only kindness and patience.

“I feel more female than male, though I’m both.”

Govi reached up to stroke a curl. “It must have been hard for you to pretend otherwise, to have lived your entire life in fear of discovery.”

Raxstad touched her knee, a finger tracing a crease in her skirt. “Would they really have killed you for being born a—I’m sorry, Michaela. I’ve forgotten the word.”

“Intersex. Some would call me a hermaphrodite, but I like intersex better.” She barely contained a shiver at their touches. It made her feel warm inside. Her attitude felt lighter...was that hope? Did she dare to dream they’d consider her a viable mate? “They would have euthanized me at birth if the truth had gotten out. If they’d found out later, I would have been executed as demon spawn.”

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