apology."
"For what? I've noticed no difference in this examination from the others except for this physical reaction."
"Well, that's what I'm talking about. I think maybe I should have explained human sexual responses to you before now."
"Sexual responses? Is this what foreplay feels like?"
"Good grief, no!" Carley exclaimed. "But what you're feeling is similar to what women feel when they're experiencing it."
"It's very strange. I'm not sure how to explain it," Solaria said, searching for the right analytical description.
"That's alright. I know what you're going through. Let's just get through the exam and then we can discuss this in more detail if you want."
Solaria didn't comment. She had read about the subject on the Internet. It was inundated with websites offering pictures, stories and videos, not to mention an almost infinite variety of instruments to enhance sexual pleasure.
After putting her clothes back on, Solaria decided to ask Carley about the human obsession with the act of procreation.
"Carley, why is sex so important to humans? It isn't always about propagation. There are more websites about sex and sexuality than anything else and some of the sites seem... I don't know..." Solaria couldn't think of the words to describe something so illogical.
"I wouldn't spend too much time trying to figure it out. Sex is probably the most difficult of all our behaviors to understand. Of course, it's necessary for procreation but we've evolved even beyond that. For some it's about love, an expression of caring. Others just enjoy the moment. Then there are those who have perverted it for their own selfish satisfaction or as a power trip."
"So human females don't like being forced to have sex?"
"Not any who have half a brain. Where did you get that idea?"
"It seems to be a main theme on the Internet and in a lot of the stories I've read. Human males always seem so forceful and the women enjoy it."
"That's just fiction. Women want someone that cares about them and is willing to take the time to show it."
"That is foreplay then?"
"Yes, that's foreplay... or at least part of it, I suppose. It's really more complicated than that, though. Look, Solaria, I'm really not the one to answer these questions. Sex just isn't my field of expertise and I've never been that interested in it."
"Are you a virgin or frigid?"
"Good grief, you have been reading a lot. I'm definitely not a virgin. As for frigid, I don't think so. I just never had the time for it once I left the university. That was over thirty years ago."
"Is that normal? I mean isn't it a biological imperative for humans to reproduce? No matter how much you've evolved, surely the primal urges are strong enough to overcome even the higher cognitive abilities since it's necessary to perpetuate the species."
"I have my moments but at my age they're pretty rare. I think most humans can and do control their primal urges. Society would be chaotic otherwise. This is a very complicated subject, Solaria. I wish I had all the answers for you. It would help your growth and make it a lot easier. I think you'll just have to try and figure this one out on your own. In the meantime, I have a surprise for you."
"Surprise?"
"Yes. It's time you got out of the lab and met a few more people. Human interaction will be good for you. Of course, you realize no one can know about you. The Hubot Program is a highly classified project. To most of the employees here, you don't exist."
"How am I to respond if I'm asked who I am?"
"Just say you're my assistant. I doubt if anyone will pursue anything beyond that. About everyone knows I'm pretty much a loner."
"You don't like people?" Solaria asked.
Carley shrugged.
"Let's say I have little use for human folly and pettiness."
"Do you not have a partner?"
Caught off guard by the question, the scientist stared