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In Her DNA
In Her DNA
In Her DNA
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In Her DNA

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Gina gets chatting to Faye, the girl behind the bar, before an internet date with a guy - the first of a few. Faye looks out for her and they become attracted to each other.
Simple you might think. She likes girls more than boys. Ditch the dating site and go out with Faye. But it’s actually a big problem, because Gina is a DNA construct, formed for the sole purpose of getting pregnant and taking a baby back to a world in another solar system where sterility is endangering the population with extinction.

She wants to do her job. She really tries. But it’s hopeless, she’s falling for Faye and that’s not going to get her pregnant.

So how do you tell the person you love that you are not human? Well, biologically she is, but she’s... kind of... the instant variety... so explanations are complicated. But things come to a head and Gina is forced to tell her... with unsurprising results.

If you think that’s complicated, what happens next makes it look like a nursery rhyme. In this science fiction lesbian romance, the sexy alien finds her fertility invasion grinding to a halt in the face of a bombardment of love and desire. Expect twists and turns and some strong erotic content. After all they’re only human. Ish.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherMica Le Fox
Release dateDec 12, 2018
ISBN9780463167977
In Her DNA
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Mica Le Fox

Totally out of my depth at an academic school I mercifully discovered I could draw and blagged my way into a career in advertising and visual arts. So far, so not too bad. It's been OK, but writing has been part of my remit and I've always itched to do more, so here I am, blagging my way into book writing. It's all fiction. Fiction is often way better than real life and I spend most of my time thinking things up. But I will never try to make you accept the completely unbelievable. If you watch, say, science fiction on TV, it's alright to 'suspend your disbelief' - I do - but not to accept the unbelievable. I hope my books will introduce to you human characters (mostly) with ordinary human emotions and fallibilities. I especially like fallibilities... they are the most interesting thing about us all and certainly the best to write about. I want you to have a booky window on people sometimes making mistakes... maybe sometimes getting it right as well. And I will try to make you feel what they do, you know, like you are in their shoes... well, unless they're undressed of course. Whether I do all this well is another matter, I only write these stories so I have no idea. Anyway, it's for you to decide. Buy the books and let me know. Ha! Blagging again.

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    In Her DNA - Mica Le Fox

    In Her DNA

    By Mica Le Fox

    Copyright 2018 Mica Le Fox

    Published by Mica Le Fox at Smashwords

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    Chapter 1

    Mirabelle’s looked a good choice as she made her way to the bar.

    It was a typically fashionable north London cafe bar with a mixed clientele and a good smattering of twenty and thirty somethings. The decor was a little bit industrial chic and retro influenced with its reclaimed wood panelling accents and raw, exposed pipework, but comfortable and relaxed with worn easy chairs and tables and the day’s newspapers in a rack on the wall - all designed to make customers feel unhurried.

    Gina waited as the girl behind the counter deposited notes in the till and sorted out change, then turned and whilst making the two steps to the counter she glanced at Gina, smiled acknowledgement before handing her customer the change.

    Hi. What can I get you? She was, Gina thought, probably early to mid-twenties, slim and pretty with wide set brown eyes, a quite wide mouth and a pointed chin. Her light brown hair was shoulder length and parted in the centre, dropping on each side to tuck behind an ear. On a badge pinned to her white blouse was her name - Faye. She smiled warmly at Gina with her eyes as well as her mouth.

    Umm, can I have a Negroni please, Gina asked.

    Sure. Coming up.

    As she mixed the drink in front of Gina, the barmaid glanced up a couple of times before asking, Are you meeting someone or are you here on your own?

    Well, I’m meeting someone here later, but I thought I'd get something to eat first.

    A slightly unusual thing to do before a date, thought Faye, so perhaps a female friend. Oh, fine. I’ll just finish this then get you a menu.

    Gina surveyed the menu brought to her table by Faye. She smiled to herself as she scanned the list, knowing exactly how each dish would taste, yet never having seen, let alone eaten any. But this wasn’t surprising for someone who had only lived for just over two weeks.

    Gina had been 'born' seventeen days before. She formed quickly, within a couple of hours, her body growing and taking shape from a DNA foundation pack. Her features became more defined and eventually a young woman of about twenty-three lay naked on the bed. Biologically exactly the same as any other young woman, Gina had a short, straight nose and full lips in an oval face and her eyebrows were dark brown like her hair, almost meeting in the middle. She had an olive complexion and glowed with youth and health, although she carried some entirely human imperfections - her skin was not unblemished and her face carried a number of small moles with a darker coloured birthmark on her neck and a horseshoe shaped scar next to her mouth. She was slightly heavier than the twenty first century rules for catwalk models, but attractively shapely.

    Anyone looking at her would have assumed she had lived through the last twenty odd years as any normal person, the shallow lines arrayed from her eyes betraying laughter and tears, the two or three pock marks on her cheek suggesting a childhood illness or itchy rash, perhaps scratched despite parental warnings and calamine lotion, leaving tiny scars.

    But in reality, these were not the lumps and bumps of a normal life, but rather of instant formation, her DNA pack producing an entirely unique, and to all intents and purposes, human being, never copied, never repeated - as with the rest of the world's population.

    Her eyes opened and she looked around. They were a clear brown and she surveyed the room calmly with obvious familiarity of her surroundings. She was certainly beautiful despite the apparently built-in faults - possibly even more so because of their humanness.

    But then she needed to attract a mate, so physical attractiveness was clearly advantageous.

    She took in the room. It was a fairly ordinary bedroom, the sun streaming in through a large Victorian four pane window. From where she lay on the double bed, she could see a built-in wardrobe, a chair and table on which was a laptop, earphones, pens and a pad.

    She swung her legs over the side of the bed, stood up, walked to the wardrobe and taking out underclothes and outer garments, she got dressed. At the table she sat down, pulled the earphones over her ears and, opening the laptop in front of her, she placed a finger on the touch pad which initiated sound and visual activity, unintelligible to human understanding. Her eyes became fixed, trance-like and she sat perfectly still. Apart from short breaks she remained at the table for the next two weeks.

    Gina had tapped into a learning programme that filled her with knowledge and understanding unique to an individual human being, with all its memories, emotions, likes and dislikes, preferences, quirks and discrepancies as well as strengths and weaknesses.

    Although this rapid ingestion of information that a normal female would have received throughout the course of childhood and young development was fantastical, in many ways its incompleteness was its strength. Its purpose was to equip Gina with enough understanding and knowledge to inform and project her already formed personality for a relatively short period of time - with one clear objective in mind.

    With no need for any form of super-intelligence, her programme was geared for her to become an ordinary person with the consciousness of someone born in the home counties of England, now living in north London, quite well educated, well-travelled, stronger in art and literature than sciences and with the distinctive preferences that make people who they are - she loved chocolate caramel biscuits but hated custard creams; she was afraid of the feathery flutter of pigeons but entirely unaffected by spiders; she was attracted by the smell of shampoo in someone’s hair but repelled by too much perfume. In essence, Gina was a defined character, a sociable and attractive person like so many others in her sphere would be. But she would stand out just enough.

    It was not to say that she could never be caught out by a lack of understanding of, perhaps, something very obvious. But she would be here for probably no more than a year and never form any lasting relationships, so a trip-up was unlikely to cause serious problems in her task.

    The real cleverness of the programme was its ability to equip her with a natural, individual personality. She would be able to interact with people in a perfectly normal way with a defined, unique sense of humour and a perceptive, engaging manner with every chance of people engaging her in return.

    At the end of her two-week programme, she was ready to take on the role of what her people called a Carrier.

    Gina looked at her watch. They had arranged to meet at eight thirty, so ten minutes to go. She had eaten the food Faye brought her, then adjusted her make up in the ladies' room mirror and now sat back at her table. Faye came to her table and asked if she was OK... could she get anything for her and Gina noticed a slight note of concern in her manner. They had chatted a couple of times when Faye wasn’t serving and Gina was glad of her company and sociability.

    Yeah, I’m OK, Gina smiled up at her. I think I’ll wait till he gets here before I get another drink."

    Gina sensed Faye liked her and earlier had

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