Chapter 8

 They were going along a wide street covered with paving-stone. On both sides there was a stone fence with wooden gates almost like in the garden of Milena.

«And that is quite reasonable», - Leolik thought -, «you can approach houses both from the street and from the back porch. Probably in order to bring something into the house, some furniture, for example. Do they have cars, I wonder...»

At first, wearing shoes with heels was hard for Leolik. The heel was not high, three centimeters, not more, but still Leolik had to control the position of his body thoroughly. He seemed to walk on tiptoes. Shopping cart was pretty heavy.

«About ten kilos, - Leolik estimated, - how can she carry two baskets?» Tits disturbed him when he put his leg on the cobbles, he saw only the toes of sandals.

«Damn! How do they walk? After all, I can't see anything at all! For sure, that Mara had fifth or sixth size of her breast! I'd love to have a look at her!»

At that moment they were walking close to each other like two friends. The Sun was shining. The light breeze blew a bit under skirts of Leolik.

«Damn but it is quite comfortable. It airs.»

Really, Leolik's skirt covered his knees. Milena was afraid to bare his hips although those were shaved. Milena's skirt was above her knees. Leolik already envied and admired her, in secret.

- Surely we look like two sisters. I'm the elder, you're the younger. - Leolik shared his thoughts with Milena.

- Yeah, not bad. Please don't open your mouth once again and smile, we'll enter the prospect soon.

The note was made in time. Near one of the fences Leolik saw three men. They were digging a ditch near the fence. Their torsos were bare, they wore linen pants on the hips, above the knees. All the men had thin hoops on their necks. Short haircuts. On the right forearm Leolik noticed something like scars or a

stigma. They half stood in the ditch, throwing ground out with their shovels. They did not look exhausted or unhappy. Absolutely quiet and confident men. Only thin hoops on the necks showed that the men were slaves of women. Leolik was very interested what they had been digging. He felt like approaching to say: «Hi guys, well, did the sewage system burst?»

But at that moment Leolik remembered about his tits and worried:

«Oh, shit. I'm a sort of «girl». As Milena said «a decent girl»? And I'm staring at those fellows. Who knows, supposedly, women are the mistresses of this city. May they stare at men in such a free and easy manner like that?»

At that moment one of those guys, having a look at Leolik, broke into a broad smile. Leolik - suddenly got nervous.

«Anything wrong? Damn, surely, something is wrong! And what if he guessed that I wasn't a girl?» - All at once, Leolik went into panic mode, feeling that he was growing red.

In response, the man broke into a smile even more. Milena smiled at the gentlemen, taking Leolik by the hand calmly. Having passed about twenty meters, she asked him in a low voice:

- What's the matter? Why are you so red all over?

- They seem to have guessed, - Leolik said in a hoarse whisper.

- So what have they guessed?

- Well, that I'm not a girl. Have a look, how he's staring, smiling, such a reptile!

Suddenly, Milena gave a shrill laugh:

- Leolik, honey, come on! I've forgotten to warn you, - she laughed out loud again, - Mara has a big chest, but she's thin almost like you. And all guys around become horny, just looking at her boobs. Yeah, probably I should have given you my brasserie, but you're very similar to Mara in size, complexion and face. But still, believe me, they don't guess anything. They simply like you. So take it easy. We've almost reached the point.

All of a sudden fences ended and they entered a wide avenue. There was already asphalt, and Leolik could walk on his feet in an easier manner. He was no longer afraid to stumble or fall. There were three- and four-storey buildings on both sides of the street. The street was about five times wider than the one from which they emerged. It was full of people.

Women, women, women! Everybody in absolutely various dresses. Not a similar one. Leolik was feeling as if he got into a blooming garden. Some kind of an unthinkable mix of styles, eras, colours, fabrics. There were both short and long skirts of all colours and fashions. Togas of the Roman style, or just tunics, almost minis were on young girls. Camisoles, blouses. White, lacy, floral, with sleeves, sleeveless. Sarees, sarafans, shorts, jeans fit tightly neat butts of young girls. There was nothing to tell about hairstyles and hats, really. Just plenty of varieties! Curls, small curlies, pigtails. Blondes, brunettes, redheads. Everyone hurried in one direction. Many of them - with filled baskets, like our couple as well. Some walked with men. Men followed their ladies in chains, carrying filled baskets. On the buildings, Leolik managed to notice signboards.

«Shops!» - guessed Leolik.

They walked quite a bit, and in front of them a square appeared, with many stalls on it. Leolik was afraid to get lost in that stream of women. His eyes just flashed, he clutched Milena's hand, frantically, afraid to fall behind her. Sometimes men in spacious white togas passed by. But still with the fixed thin collar.

«Guests,» - Leolik guessed.

The guests were calm and majestic. They also hurried to the bazaar.

At last, they came and occupied their stall in the mall. Just wooden tables with awnings. Milena began unloading her baskets. Leolik did not expect that at all, but customers flew up to her goods like grasshoppers. Lipsticks, creams, perfumery. Women were talking all over like magpies, crowding around the counter. They bought several products at once. Lipsticks and creams were sold out immediately. It was a bit harder with perfumes. Milena sold her perfume goods to the wholesaler. To be accurate, to a business-woman distributor. A stout chubby

lady having a short haircut and a huge bust. Golden rings on thick fingers. She was wearing a T-shirt and a wide light skirt below the knees, with a print of blue small flowers.

– Mila! I'm going to buy that all, same price, OK?

– Yeah! As usual, Galla. One more thing, here's an anti-aging cream, absolutely fresh one. Are five coins suitable for you?

Milena took one more small can and put it on the counter. All of a sudden Leolik understood, that was just the same cream made of his sperm! Galla seemed to stare at him, not at the cream. Suddenly, unexpectedly for himself, he felt that he was going red. During the whole trading he tried to stay in the shade of the awning, behind Milena, trying not to interfere here. It seemed to him that everybody just stared at his false bust.

– Five coins? Expensive, isn't it?

– Oh, come on, Galla!! I know you, you'll sell it for ten coins. Don't doubt, all my goods are fresh and natural.

The last words just made Leolik really nervous. He was in panic.

– I see, today you came with Mara. Somehow she's pretty silent today!

– She has a toothache. Now I'll get my money from you and then I'm taking her to my dentist's. You know, how much money they take recently. - Milena gave a little smile and looked at Leolik. In reply, Leolik smiled in a forced manner. His smile looked miserable and suffering.

– Oh! Yeah, for sure. I understand her so much! Five coins. Of course, it isn't expensive. Really, teeth're quite pricey now.

Galla added five more big, weighty round coins to a pouch of silver. When she went away from the counter, Leolik breathed a relief. His face was still red. Milena took a belt purse from the bottom of her basket. She fastened the purse with buckles on her waistline and poured all her silver and those five heavy coins in it.

– Take the baskets, Mara, and let's go! Today our trade was good, well done!

Leolik understood that he was Mara himself, but not at once. Eventually, after a pause, he got it.

«Oh, I'm dressed like a girl, completely. I'm Mara.»

He took both baskets by his right hand and followed Milena willingly. They left the square, entering another wide street.

– We'll buy bread and some groceries on our way home. And now I'll guide you a little through our town.

On that street there were not so many people yet. But still there were mostly women. The town was magnificent. Broad streets. Buildings made of white stone. Large lancet windows. On the first floors there were shops, stalls, hairdressing salons situated. The streets were tidy. Leolik was turning his head both left and right. They entered the square. There was a fountain playing in the centre of that square. On the opposite side there was a building standing, its facade consisted of columns only. On the square there were mostly young ladies. A bit older, a little younger, and absolutely little girls.

- Our university! - Milena said suddenly. - Would you like to have some drink?

- I don't mind, come on!

- OK, let's turn to the river.

She guided him across the square to some street and after walking along it for a while, all of a sudden, they found themselves at the river embankment. There were granitic balusters with decorated cast-iron retes, stretching along the river. At the embankment there were some chairs and tables with beach umbrellas situated. That was a town caf;. They occupied their seats closer to the river. Immediately a young girl dressed in a short tunic came up to them. Milena ordered an ice-cream and a lemonade. While waiting that order, Leolik turned his head constantly, observing everything around him. In the distance, an enormous building was situated, overlooking the neighbourhood, it was like a skyscraper or like a castle. The waitress reached their table. She served a tray with two little bowls of ice-cream, with dessert spoons, also a bottle accompanied by two crystal wineglasses.

The tray was held at the level of shoulders. And as the tunic looked just like one compact mini, semitransparent white underwear peeked out from under the hem of the tunic. Leolik was totally checking out with his eyes those underpants and legs of the waitress. She served everything onto the table, wishing bon app;tit and left. Lelik was watching her disappear with interest, being unable to tear his eyes away from her translucent underpanties.

- Did you like the girl? - Milena asked with a smile.

- Um… Very bold, erotic image.

- Still you forgot that you are Mara now. You feel shy with guys but you look at girls with lust and that's normal for you.

- Yeah, listen, you're right! When that fellow gave me a smile, I really wanted the ground to swallow me up. And this Galla. She looked at me so attentively. Why did she call you Mila?

- Mila, Milena, Lena, Helena, Liudmila. What name do you prefer most?

- Oh! That's great! Mila - that's my favourite.

- If you continue staring and smiling at girls like that, they'll think that you like them. And they can invite you for having sex.

- What?! So I'm checking her out, but she… Oh, shit… Actually, I heard that a girl with a girl can do that… But I can't quite picture that…

- We have a herb here on Geia, a phallus-cactus, such a baldy one. It almost doesn't differ from a real human phallus in appearance. The Aliens tried their best, they are excellent specialists in growing various exotics up. We use that phallus-cactus in bedroom games. You don’t feel embarrassed about tits-grass, do you?

- Actually, on that field, I almost went mad with delight. I'd like to have a look on that phallus-cactus... To tell the truth, I don't remember anything except that I'm Leolik. But it's kind of weird that I still have some idea of sex and women. I find that depressing quite a lot...

- Oh yeah, that's really bad. But I think that you'll be okay...

- I want to ask you a question. Did you also do that with Mara... Umm... Well... Did you have sex with her?

- Yeah, sure. And I've absolutely no problem telling you about that. Mara is very tender, a cool friend. And she has a big breast, just like yours. Do you enjoy it? By the way, is the glue comfortable for you?

- To be honest, I walk like a blind man because of that breast. While we walked on cobbles, I was just afraid of falling down. Even more, these high-heels. And the sandals are tough a bit. I feel hot a little under the wig, but at the same time it's cool under the skirt, I feel a little breeze down there.

- You aren't eating the ice-cream, please do eat it, so delicious.

- You said that you moved here since you was 13. You won't feel embarrassed if I ask you o tell me your story about that, will you?

- Oh, come on, those were very good years. I left my home when I was 13. I just wanted sex. It's woman's kingdom here. In this city, it's very easy to realize whatever a girl or a woman wants, related to sex or intimacy. I lost my virginity with a pretty cute 16 years old guy. Boys and men are attracted to this city like flies.

- I've noticed that you don't have children. So you have sex and still nobody of you became pregnant, true? Not a single case?

- Really? Well, somehow I didn't think of that.

- Does your cat also wear a collar?

- Well, basically, I can call it in thought, and it'll come.

- Do you think that the collar is also a means of birth control? Have you seen any kittens in your city?

- I guess, you're right! Only the Queen has female cats. But I haven't seen any kittens at all. Oh, shit! So, all men wear collars. It's a law, and no woman becomes pregnant... - All of a sudden, Milena became silent, her pupils dilated, sparkling.

- When we want children, we simply move with our favourite slaves to another city. A normal city. And children appear there without any serious problems. I've forgotten to tell you that the Aliens made our life-time 200 years

long. We don't have any dangerous infections. I'm 18. I haven't thought of children yet. I feel fine in this city.

- Okay, and how was it with that young fellow?

- Not painful, the collar controlled him, and he couldn't hurt me, even by chance. By the way, you wear his collar. A man can hit me, sort of slapping my butt, only if I want him to. Note, the guy lost his virginity too. That's okay here.

- I'd be happy to slap your ass for a while and I'd just love to join you and Mara.

- How old are you, Leolik?

- I'm twenty-one.

- Do you remeber that?

- Yeah, that's strange. Somehow I do remeber it...

- Are you a virgin? - Milena asked him suddenly.

- Listen, I don't know, - Leolik became sad, - you haven't let me do anything at all. In this world I'm a virgin for sure.

- Do you like me? - Milena was staring in Leolik's eyes.

- Yeah! The name, shape, your ass, breast, voice, hair. I just love that all. And I'm terribly excited about what you have between your legs! You have such a wonderful pussy there!

Milena looked a little flushed, but then asked with a smile:

- But the waitress's legs excite you too, isn't it?

- Yes, - Leolik felt shy - of course, I'm really a virgin.

He grew sad. Leolik already finished his ice-cream and tasted the lemonade. However, apparently, that was lime, not lemon.

- Your drinks are so good, that's curious.

Milena moved the rest of her sundae nearer to him.

- Finish it, please.

Leolik was not stubborn. Moreover, the gelato was definitely a quite delicious one.

- Do you want to observe the Royal Palace?

- Yeah, why not? Does the Queen have some name?

- Yes, but nobody knows her name. She's simply the Queen for us.

Milena snapped her fingers. The young waitress came up again. Milena handed her a little silver coin:

- Keep the change. Thank you very much.

The waitress was looking at Leolik (to tell the truth, at Mara), her eyes wide open. However, Leolik was in a huge upset, and he even did not pay any attention to her, although the waitress was clearly trying to draw his attention to herself. All at once, she walked a different way, vaguely. While leaving them, she was walking gracefully, like a panther. Her booty was so nice, covered by see-through underpanties. However, Leolik already did not notice that magnificent spectacle. He was feeling embarrassment for his fate and his indefinite position in this world.