Chapter Eleven
Hsing looked the female -his female- up and down. She was smaller than he remembered. But he had only seen her, in the flesh, once. She had been standing in the corner, her brown body had been n***d. Gloriously n***d.
Hsing had never seen a n***d female before. He knew they were different, of course. He'd grown up around mothers; all older, mature women he'd known since he was a youngling. He knew that women had breasts, hips, and curvatures in between. He knew that they were soft and delicate.
Never had any of those women from his younghood made his loins ache. The sight of this woman -his woman- and her n***d brown skin against the stark, white wall caused Hsing's mouth to water.
He hadn’t been able to take his eyes off the dark mounds of her chest. The globular orbs e
