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“I will, my dearest.” Her heart did a little flip. My dearest!
She felt the impulse to respond, “I love you,” because it was true. She had come to terms with that by now—love was the word for it, as it would be for any friend, only this friend happened not to be human.
Humans are inventive. You’ve said it yourself. Humans will fuck anything. This thought should be revolting, but now that she was beginning to humor it, she couldn’t help but think, it wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world. He’d be gentle, he’d be considerate, he’d likely be a quick study. Unlike Bill or Frank or Chad, he wouldn’t use her, he wouldn’t be centering his own pleasure.
It wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world.
“It’s about us. It’s about how we treat our aliens, our lower classes. If they create a whole new class of person with fewer rights than a natural person, one created specifically for a nonhuman alien, how long do you think it will be before they start applying that to human aliens as well?”
Operation: Probably a Huge Mistake but Fuck It began as most huge mistakes do: with a trip to Wal-Mart.
The “dead dove, do not eat” of first-contact scenarios. Well, he thought, I don’t know what I expected.
Nikola turned to face him and bent over so that his big, bright eyes loomed just above Kaveh’s. He placed both of his hands above Kaveh’s head, drawing the pointed digits down around his temple, behind his ears, to the nape of his neck. “YOU MAY BE THE MOST PRECIOUS THING I HAVE EVER BEHELD.”
Is this just a function of human nature? he wondered. Is this just something we do, over and over—we identify patterns, we identify problems, and we tell ourselves that we’ve figured it out. We tell ourselves that next time it will be different, next time we will know better, next time we won’t make the same mistake. But then we do.
