<span style="font-family:Arapey"><span style="font-size: 15px">Allison was sure she had misheard him. <i>Mating,</i> he'd said. Mating... as in... sex? Valinor looked decidedly uncomfortable at the direction the conversation had gone and that's when se knew that, no, she'd definitely heard him right the first time. She found herself suddenly grateful she hadn't started recording this conversation; she wasn't sure she wanted audio confirmation of an alien asking her for sex on the record.<br/>
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Still, a part of her couldn't help but wonder. <i>Sex? Really?</i> Of all the things that could be different between earth humans and another alien race, it all came down to sex? Sure, the way he described his people's mating rituals sounded like nothing more than a detached breeding program. But even on earth there was such a variety in approaches to sex and sexuality and the role of male and female pertaining to both. She decided not to tell him that.<br/>
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Very slowly, Allie put away her notebook and pen, adjusting her bag on her hip as she searched for the appropriate words. "So..." She began uncertainly, "I'm here... because you want to have sex with me?" She wasn't sure if the fact that he found her attractive in that sense was absolutely disgusting or flattering. She let out a nervous, uncomfortable chuckle. "I'll admit, this is definitely the most unusual way I've been propositioned..." Were they even compatible... <i>down there?</i> She lifted her head uncertainly. "I don't understand... how will sex convince the rest of your people that we're worth saving?"</span></span>