We have no use for so many surplus males, though. Insemination takes place by artificial injection of sperm extracted from one of the ideal men, genetically selected as breeders for their physical prowess and high intelligence. These very few unpacified males are kept locked away in the Breeding Tower, to protect us in case they lose their minds at the sight of our perfection. Each breeder male will inseminate thousands of women in his lifetime. But he will never be permitted to see any of our faces, and we will never have to see his. Should the female wish to bear a male child the baby will be handed over to one of the drone nurseries to be raised. Young females are also reared by drones, but there remains some family contact. My own line stubbornly keeps to the one-birth-in-five being female, but when the girls do come we seem genetically disposed to produce twins. My russian mother was one of twins, and so was grandmother, and great grandmother. Our genes are boy thus highly prized on Gaianesia for their potential for increasing the female population. It was difficult for Gara to get permission to take a career of dangerous military work when she’s so valuable for her expected fertility. Gaianesian females are usually expected to go through their first insemination at the age of twenty one and then again at asian a minimum of three years, but it is possible to delay the first time for reasons such as career progression or military service. “You seem quite sexually open minded,” White Queen says, skimming rapidly through pages of text in my file. I frown. How has she formed that opinion? What can be in there? “And yet, Lara, you seem to be hiding the curiosity in your nature from me behind a shield of the politically approved answers you think I want to hear. It’s as though you secretly want official sanction to seek out a man. Hmm.” I shake my head while she closes the file, as though reaching a conclusion. “Well, whatever your opinions, it would certainly be helpful for the character you’re trying to portray if you gain some experience with offworlders. You’ll arouse suspicion on Aghara-Penthay if a girl that’s too virginal choses to visit the Hub. So I’m allocating an agent to take you to the bars in the offworld enclave...” “You want me to go to Subtown?” I protest, interrupting, and then remember White Queen might not know its street slang name, “Subardin?” “I want you to go to Subardin, Lara. And while I can’t order you, I recommend your engaging in intimacies with one of the males there. black Better you’ve been through it rather than being taken completely by surprise.” I feel obliged to be indignant. “Being open minded doesn’t mean I’m the kind of girl who visits that place.” “If you can’t survive an evening in the enclave, Lara, you’re not going to cope with the Slavers.” I frown at her, but secretly agree she has a point. A amateur complete novice is unlikely to have the sexual confidence to take a tourist trip to Aghara-Penthay. Plus there is the tiny itch I can’t scratch of wondering what it feels like to have a male, an unpacified male, inside me. And here is the chance to experiment, and without fear of reprimand from the state. But I see a problem. I’m due to leave for Aghara-Penthay in only days and it takes me time to decide on a sexual partner. What if males are similarly cautious? “I can go to Subardin, but that doesn’t mean I’ll find a male willing to have sex with me,” I say uncertainly. Up to this point I’ve had the impression White Duchess doesn’t like me very much, but her coolness cracks into a knowing smile at my concern. “If you think that it’s going to be a problem when you look the way you do Lara, well that just proves why you need to go.” 9 – Experience Special Agent Hoola Rathanka is a pretty brunette in her late twenties. She has full pouting lips that give a deceptively sulky expression, but actually her personality turns out to be as bubbly as the curls of her long hair. “D-…Frank..oh Big Frank..” I kept moaning. “Just bring that cock here. “Sorry, it was the only thing I could do to shut her up. I moved back slightly, and looked down. I squealed, stimulating myself. 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