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excited her. Greenies never had to ask themselves, "Where did we come from?"тАФknowing the date and
place where they were first created, down to the minute. Squirming pleasantly in his lap, Mia asked,
"What was the Earthwoman doing here?"

Tammy was probably asking herself that very question, sitting in orbital detention light years from Eugene,
while Derek drank warm tangy saki with a semi-nude mammalo-gist curled in his lap. "She was a door
gunner with an assault-cannon."

"How ghastly!" Mia shrank back, no longer the least excited, repulsed at the thought of antipersonnel
weapons. Greenie women would not touch a killing machine, nor be with a male who didтАФthe main
reason why Derek carried nothing more deadly than a sleep grenade. Despite her three degrees, Mia
could not comprehend why humans invented weapons to begin with, accepting it as some unexplainable
original sin of her creators. She asked, "Are all human females so ferocious?"

"She didn't seem ferocious." Maybe Tammy was though; maybe, to Mia, all true humans were
unspeakably savage. "She was guarding the bunker door, the first place they blasted. If I hadn't talked
her out, she would be dead now."

Mia nodded gravely, "And she put down her assault cannon?"

Derek nodded. "That was part of the deal." Prisoners were not allowed personal artillery.

Glad to hear the gun was gone, Mia snuggled back up against him, saying, "You are such a good man."
"Why so?" Mia's total rejection of violence always made Derek feel like a terrible beast, knowing that
she would rather die than harm another thinking being, leaving her defenseless against people like Pender
who wanted all Greenies killed, sight unseen. Would knowing Mia have changed Pender's mind?
Probably not.

Mia looped light green arms around his neck, her gold hair falling half across her smiling face. "You risk
your life for others. You bring me presents, and you are so thoughtful."

Too thoughtful at times. Soon Mia was going dirtside to live an ecologist's dream, creating a balanced
planetary ecosystem teeming with plants and animals. By then, Derek's work dirtside would be done, and
he would go back to being a vacuum hand. So was he merely a pleasant interlude to Mia, before the
serious business of life began? A sort of in-depth xenobiology experiment? Or maybe just a pet she could
fuck? Greenie women could control conception, and she was choosing not to breed by him. He cocked
an eyebrow, asking, "As good as a Greenie?"

"No," Mia laughed at the thought, "you are not like a Greenie in the least." Undoing his tunic, she played
with his chest hairs, saying, "And I like that. I like that a lot." Leaning down, she licked the sweat off his
chest with her small green tongue. Mia especially liked the taste of him, saying he was wild and salty,
while Greenie sweat was designed to be bland and inoffensive. "I really love that you are human."

"Do you?" Derek stripped the fabric off her slim light-green torso, pressing Mia's warm body against his
bare chest, knowing that this smart, dedicated mammalian ecolo-gist would do pretty much whatever he
wantedтАФso long as it was physiologically possible. She enthusiastically explored his favorite quirks and
fantasies. Being a devoted mammalogist, Mia vastly enjoyed making love to the most fearsome mammal
in the known universe, thrilling to the feel of his savage power inside her. What true scientist could resist
being so intimate with her subject? He whispered, "Do you like making love to a dangerous beast?" The
most dangerous beast. "Is that it?"