Page 32 of Free for Adventure
Illu laughed as she left the space.
Dorian sighed. “I didn’t know you had been injured.”
“Neither did I until some police and a lawyer arrived at work to escort me to the medical facility. They knocked me out, and there are way too many videos of my genitals in the public forums now. I had never thought of me being a legal exhibit before, but I was the only one who agreed to let them film all the details of the stitches.” She sighed. “Testifying to the impact was interesting, but I feel horrible for the girls who didn’t even make it through puberty.”
“How many?” Dorian murmured.
“In our grouping? Eight. Fourteen of us in total. They got better at hiding the stitches as they went. I have met what we hope is the first case, but she has come out of it all right. Hara was in there somewhere, and so was I.”
She wiggled a little more. “Can you guys let me out? This is warm and all, but it is odd by anyone’s standards.”
“It won’t be odd later.”
“Later is later. Now, I smell like you guys a bit.”
Ohno chuckled. “Not enough. And folk from Wonder depend more on visuals than scent. It’s all the water washing scent away.”
“Oh. Got it. So, then there is no point in this current exercise.”
Dorian chuckled. “Is the heat therapeutic?”
She paused. “It actually is. Darn it.”
They both chuckled, and when the door opened, Hara’s voice said, “Hey, guys. Oh. Amby, are you in there?”
Amby waved. “Yup. I am in here.”
Hara laughed, and Narro said, “Interesting technique with all of them standing and fully clothed.”
Amby answered, “Well, we can’t all just wiggle our ears and have the opposite sex running.”
Narro snorted. “I caught Hara with my fancy footwork. The wiggling came later.”
Amby sighed. “Hara, can you throw a fish or something to get one of these guys off so we can leave you to your practice?”
Ohno sighed. “Fine, but this isn’t over.”
He stepped back, and she staggered. Dorian caught her and helped her stabilize. She got her phone and collapsed her tripod.
“Okay, back to the manor, and I am going to crash while this thing uploads.”
Ohno wrapped an arm around her waist. “We will get you that massage. Promise.”
Hara snickered. “Have fun, cousin. Are you up for dinner tomorrow?”
“After I get back from the butterfly island? Yes.”
“Your matches are welcome as well.”
“Oh. Sure. Uh, guys, if you have time...” She looked at them and shrugged.
Ohno laughed. “Yes, we will make time. Come on.”
She should have expected what happened next. They returned to the manor and entered the spa, and she was stuck in a room with both of them as Ohno covered the massage table with a pristine sheet and lay another on top.
She got under the sheet and wiggled around while they tried not to look, but her clothing dropped out from under the top sheet. When she got herself to her stomach, Ohno had warmed some oil and guided her hair to one side with one finger. He began to massage her shoulders and hissed. “Damn, you must be in agony.”
“Yeah, the mortification isn’t helping.”