Dumb

Dumb, they called them. Hah! He stroked her soft blue-scaled cheeks, hearing her purr in response, long silver hair falling over her prominant chest. Six months on this godforsaken mining planet – maybe time to surrender!
It wasn’t lust, he reassured himself, the creatures demonstrated love, so why resist?
The act over, he slept, waking to the burning light of twin suns. He reached out but she‘d gone – for now, back to her kind.
Given the choice of returning to demanding wife and commitments on Earth or staying on this planet of accomodating females, albeit unintelligent, maybe he’d stick around…

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