Chapter 60: Ryhov?

One question kept pounding through her head. Would he give her ryhov if she pleased him in bed? What if he liked to hurt his partners during sex, the way her owner had done to those unfortunate naturals she desired. Anatu had never had sex, but she'd bled a lot in a different way when her owner, who was vicious when she held a whip in her hand, had gotten mad when a rival clone had outwitted her. She didn't want to bleed at another's whim anymore.

"Have a seat."

Anatu sat down, still undecided on how she felt about having sex with this human that reminded her so much of the clones. Maybe her processor was malfunctioning because sex seemed to be all she could think of. John had no ryhov, and his hands were different and downright odd-looking. So why did those images of beautiful sex play out inside her mind?

"I don't have much free time, but I like to catch a game in here when I can." He gestured to the television.