Balthazar stared at the human documentary program of the wasp, playing on the wall of his office. But he didn't see the mechanical motions of the insect realigning the worm and checking its lair. He couldn't stop thinking about making love to Aurora. Images of what she looked like, naked and aroused for him, kept coming into his mind. She had such unusual skin. He never thought to touch anything that soft. He'd never seen Tunrian females up close, until that day he had to relocate the female and her children. They'd been dirty, their skin and hair coarse. Aurora's hair was soft, with many subtle colors making up the rich brown.
Maybe he wouldn't wait until after dinner to have s*x with her again. Lately, he'd been thinking about doing s*x in other places on the ship. He would ensure their
