A smile made Lana look lovelier. “That of course is my curse.”
“Why are you on Myron’s ship, are you a slave?” That question disturbed Juniper. She did not like that idea, Myron owning people. She did not feel owned but she was his employee.
Lana said, “No, and I am forever grateful to him, for my freedom.” She paused. “I am hoping someday to free my people. But sex is a powerful thing. It is what humans want from my people. They desire us, it is in our being, our smell. ”
“Honestly, I never heard of your kind before.”
“Well, we are owned, and are only for the pleasures of the adult male and female sexes. You don’t tell children about us. “ This made her smile disappear. “Juniper, you would not know until… I don’t know, my kind is only for the few who can afford us. And nobody wants to share.”
Light flashed over head interrupting the conversation, over the ships intercom, “Ship, cargo, everybody get ready, we have some looting to do.”