Squealing Whistle
"Sure, by all means!" I laughed, but what happened next was nothing short of a routine physical feel-up that you would expect from a doctor.
Once it was all said and done, I was the one left feeling awkward and slightly violated. Rexa just nodded at me.
"This growth thing is interesting, but I am not concerned about making a partner, and I don't plan on doing a mating ritual unless The Creator asks it of me. My job is to help and study the lower races, along with keeping ours from interfering with others," Rexa explained, and I frowned.
"What about for fun? Don't you ever pleasure yourself or spend time with other girls?" I asked curiously, but Rexa shook her head.