The local little girls are very interested in the uncles, and the little niece tourists can be deliriously happy collecting dozens of exotic semen sam...les a day if they choose. (The girls only keep the genetic material, and the semen flushes out within a day as a vaginal discharge.)Though a member of a different species, I was apparently still “human” enough to attract their interest and in fact was the ultimate in exotic. During my visit I was besieged by small girls. I wondered if my genetic. I got down and helped her off. We walked for a mile or so until we did have some pale moonlight shifting between fast-moving clouds."He's got a stone in his shoe," I said, producing my blade bayonet and prying it out with the point. "Bettter let him rest some." I pulled down my blanket roll and led him to a grassy area. The woman followed, picking up her bare feet carefully in the tall weeds."What's your name?" I asked her as I spread out my blanket under the trees on some pine. ”I groaned in frustration. “Okay, but why didn’t I even notice that she was wearing the locket? I mean, she literally fed me her breasts.”Rho smiled. “Is that what gets you off?” Then her breasts began to swell. “Milk?”“Dammit, Rho! This isn’t the time.”She rolled her eyes and waved a hand, but her breasts remained the same size. “Because the defenses of the locket prevent casual notice while it’s being worn.”“You mean while it’s being worn by a magus?”“The key works with a magus only. The. A majority of the women sided with Laura, not wanting to undo the hours of effort it had taken to come this far. And the remaining members did not want to split off from the main group. They capitulated and continued the journey to the southeast.Ten minutes later Laura let out a whoop of joy. They had turned a hexagonal corner and a wedge-shaped building was clearly in sight. It had a lit lobby and an inviting front door and it was just beginning to drizzle again. The group hurried forward and.