"True. My father cannot force me to mate a particular male, but applying pressure to take a mate is a different thing." We reached her room; she opened it and invited me in. The portable housing was cozy, to say the least. The room contained a full-sized bed, a dresser, television, and a tiny bathroom with a shower. She sat on the bed and patted the space next to her. I pulled an empty drawer out of the dresser, setting it on edge as a table, and set the bottle and the shot glasses on top of it before sitting down. "Can I speak frankly, Ivan? Can you hold what...