Summary: Why does Uhura succeed where others fail?

You smile and I find myself defenseless; your casual flirts and touches somehow bypass my protections from such familiarities.

How do you slip past my guard? Is it that I sense no demands from you? That you treat me as any of the others and somehow I succumb to that simple acceptance?

The others…they want so much…expect so much in return…but you don't. You flit into my world like a butterfly seeking nectar. You visit me with promise, but seem just as happy to carry my pollen to another if you should find me lacking in sweetness.

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