![]() ![]() I have waited 34 rotations for a mate of my own. He'll be truly angry if he ever learns what my "crime" was. He doesn't want a BBW blonde, either-it's written all over his chiseled face. But I'm no barbarian's "mail-order bride," even if he is super tall, muscular, and the chief of his tribe. Why? Earth needs minerals, and Dakon is desperate for females. Earth's government falsely convicted me of a crime, packed me on a ship with other female felons, and sent us to Dakon, a primitive, frozen wasteland of a planet. ![]()
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