'I'm Not Milking It,' He Sighed.

Philia stood in front of her husband as the goat at his feet tore heads off some flowers and chewed. She put her hands on her hips and raised her eyebrows at him. A coaxing smile curved his lips. He shrugged, unrepentant. Joseph's niece is visiting him from the inner system. He needed the extra food, but not a goat. But she took a moment to wag a finger at him. Can i help it if he's a delicacy on newcaire? Well, on this world, he's worth his weight in potatoes for sex. I'd rather we get more than one use out of him. With a dismissive wave, she added