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“I like big, hairy man,” replied Ronnie, returning Min’s smile. “And you’re a huge, furry one!” he added playfully.

His thoughts were a good deal more serious, however, and the projection was not lost on Min.

“You know,” said the alien, still speaking softly, “like all my race I exist within the minds of my fellows as well as in the shell of my own body—or pseudo-body.”

Ronnie regarded him quizzically. “You have said this before,” he replied, “but you also said your race did not engage in sex.”

“In our normal form we do not,” replied the alien. “In an Earthman’s body… it might be interesting to experiment…”

“Be my guest!” said Ronnie, pointing toward the admiral’s empty cabin. Both Mac and Roger were on the Scorpian vessel, where Ronnie presumed it likely a further cementing of inter-planetary relations was underway. Min followed him into the semi-darkness of the room, almost floating despite the hulking size of his human form.

Because he had been working with heavy pieces of equipment, the new artificial gravity unit that replaced the old-style carrousel had been turned to its lowest setting.

The resultant gravity was about moon-normal, or less than a sixth what it was on Earth’s surface.

Turning to face his companion, Ronnie responded to the massive perfection by sinking slowly to his knees before the powerful form. He eased the loinstrap off Min’s hips, allowing the heavy genitals to hang freely before his eyes.