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Hmm. “What is this?”

“It’s a sex toy. Did you guys not have those on Trovilia?”

“Of course, we did,” I reply. Some of the finest toys in the galaxy. Thenoogatohrowas a personal favorite of mine. “I did not bring any here, however, and I am in need of one.”

“Girl, never leave home without your sex toys!” she shouts, giving me a sly grin. “My vibrator was amazing. I’m so glad I’m mated to the real-like version of it.”

“What does that mean?”

“You know,” she lowers her voice to a whisper, “because they vibrate.”

She speaks as if she is sharing a secret. I know our males’ cocks vibrate. Then a very sad thought occurs to me. “Do human males not vibrate?”

“Nope!”

I am aghast. “Then . . . what do they do?”

“I mean, they’re very similar. They just don’t vibrate.”

I suppose with the right amount of skill and friction, a cock that remains still would work. But what I am picturing has me baffled.

Grabbing my screen pad, I decide to sketch out thenoogatohro. This conversation is too intriguing to let fizzle. After I explain the way it is used, Cloh-ee rises and stomps her foot. “You have two clits? Seriously! You lucky bitch!”

Her words would sound angry if she were not also laughing. “I did not realize human females had only one.”

She looks closer at the drawing of the noogatohro,pointing at the long, cylindrical shape, leading to a round, bulbous head. Looking at the slight curve of it, and the vein I added along the side, it looks more like Waldric’s cock than a standard noogatohro,but I say none of that to Cloh-ee.

She asks about the mechanical suction heads, and I tell her that they emerge later for added stimulation of our k'billita. I explain how the cylinder vibrates the moment it is inserted, and the suction heads gently work our k'billita with pressure that steadily increases as soon as it registers that our cunt is wet.

“Our clits are only on the outside though,” she says, “unlike yours, so this thing wouldn’t really work for humans.” Then she draws a version of her toy, showing me where the “baht-ur-eez” are kept.

“O fah, those would not be needed here,” I say as I dig out the solar chargedkahzopacks I could attach to the exterior instead.

“Wait, so are you saying you could make vibrators for us?” she asks, excitement in her voice.

It was not my original intention, but she is practically bouncing with anticipation. “Why, yes. Of course, I could.” I shall make an improved version of a noogatohroas well. And I know precisely whose cock to model it after.

CHAPTER 13

WALDRIC

Krahn is not doing well. The line at the food hall is longer than I have ever seen it. I can feel restlessness from the clan as I pass them. Elle-noor is not here, I realize. It is just Krahn and Ann-ah, and they are frantically moving around each other by the fire pits in a way that makes it seem as if nothing is ready.

“Krahn, I would like to che–”

“We are aware, Waldric!” he snaps. Ann-ah hastily pulls a loaf of junasii bread from the fire pit, shoves it into a basket as she squeals about burning her finger, then pours the fresh dough into the pan before throwing it back on the open flames.

I walk around the pits, looking at what they have, and move to stand behind them. “I am happy to give you space and let you finish this, but if you would like some help, I am offering it.”

Krahn grunts as he stirs the pot of rihlmeal.“I should not require your help. I can manage this on my own, just as you have done.”

He is a proud male, and I can see he is frustrated. I do not blame him. He has never managed the food hall on his own for more than a single meal at a time. I have left him to run it for entire days now. It is no wonder he is struggling. Stepping closer to his side, I say quietly, “It takes time to do all of this.” I survey the line again, and it looks as if at least four more people have arrived, and I am no longer sure it is enough food. “The clan is growing, and we need to make more food. We may need more cooks.”

That gets Krahn’s attention.

“Truly?”

I nod. “We have added six human females to the clan, and I made no adjustments in the recipes for it.” I was so anxious about Nalba’s condition the moment she hit her head, and then so thrilled with the chance to help her recover her memories, that my mind has been elsewhere––specifically with Nalba.

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