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"Or two?" suggested her curvy girlfriend.

"Sorry," Derek apologized, never liking to offend friendly young females. "I've got a Greenie girlfriend."

Striking a pose, the tall one put a hand on her hip and tilted her head. "So you know what you are
missing."

Her girlfriend added, "If she doesn't treat you right, let us know."

Sex was about the biggest thrill Greenies could imagine, and they liked doing it with ordinary humans.
Which some folks found sinister, since any children produced were GreeniesтАФone more part of the great
Greenie plot to take over the galaxy. A lot of humans hated Greenies, wanting them all deadтАФbut not
Derek. He got on amazingly well with Greenies. How could he not? Greenies were polite, easy going,
and compactly built, making most of them smaller than him; while their women were forward and
attractive. Besides the algae in their skin, they had altered hormone levels with predispositions toward
heliotropism and nudity, plus numerous other "improvements." Hard working and cooperative, Greenies
had no interest in religion, politics, nor spectator amusements, and they never got cancer or 3 V
addiction, nor felt any guilt over sex. In short, there were just enough differences to make normal humans
wonder if they were dealing with people, or a biology project gone amok. Or our evolutionary
replacements.

His quarters were on J-deck, which was done up like a Japanese garden, a deep misty canyon with
elegant dwarf pines growing under a blue hologram sky. Each leaf and rock was set just so, and raked
paths connected apartments with balconied entrances, set like Shinto temples in the canyon wall. He
awoke each morning to bird calls and the splash of water on stone.

Mia greeted him at the door, rising on her toes to kiss him hello. Her skimpy costume showed large
sweeps of smooth green skin, and her tiny jade tongue slid easily between his lips, feeling small and tingly
in his mouth. Her compact body pressed against him in all the right places. Guys joked that if you closed
your eyes, Greenie girls felt totally human, especially on the insideтАФbut Derek liked to know who he was
kissing. He enjoyed seeing Mia's gold hair lying on her light green neck and cheek. But most of all, he
enjoyed Mia's enthusiasm for him, and the way her deft fingers immediately started searching through his
clothes for skin. Had he called ahead she would have met him at the shuttle port, and kissed him
thereтАФshowing the girls at the dock-side just how it was done.

Mia had little to do right now, except to enjoy him. She was a mammalian ecologist, waiting for the
biosphere below to expand before going to work dirtside. Up here, they could only monitor oxygen
levels and make ecosystem projections; pretty dry stuff, but luckily for Mia, they were her life's passion.
He handed her the bracelet, saying, "Here, knock yourself out."

Delighted, Mia put it on her wrist, admiring the way the gold and jade shone against her skin. Greenies
were not all the same shade, and Mia had light grass-green skin. Though Greenies were almost hairless
between the tops of their heads and their pubes, Mia had tiny gold flecks of body hair, which Derek
found quite fetching against her light emerald skin. You had to be really close to see themтАФbut that was
part of the fun. He told her, "It is from the Home Systems, maybe even Earth."

Her amber eyes went wide. Bred for deep space colonization, few Greenies ever saw the Home
Systems. Earth was the closest thing they had to heaven, the far-off home world of their revered and
feared creators, full of strange sights and god-like wonders. "Where did you ever find it?"