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The Tourists. Home Life - HentaiHunter1 - Shrink Master - Posts: 396 - Joined: Thu Jul 23, 2020 4:44 am - Gender: - Contact: Re: The Tourists. Home Life - HentaiHunter1 - Shrink Master - Posts: 396 - Joined: Thu Jul 23, 2020 4:44 am - Gender: - Contact: CH 22: The Tourists. Home Life Chapter 22 M/f/f/f+f With (f/f,f)*2 Scattered f/f on M Karla stretched and blinked at the dim world. Why were there bars in her vision? Then she remembered, caged so Micheal could play with the borrowed mini models. She curled her legs out from around her. Glad the chair in her cage was spacious enough to let her sleep coiled in it without leaving her stiff. Curiosity made her look toward her owner's bed. There he slept naked and uncovered. The three prizes scattered around his groin. One, the second blonde, slept atop the Behemoth. Arms and legs semi-dangling off its sides. From the look of them Micheal had finished upon them a few more times. Hair matted with his dried seed. Skin dulled where it sat for hours. Karla felt a little better about her spot in his collection, he would never leave her soiled with his cum like he did those tramps. But he did pick enjoying them alone over including her in the fun. They did get to sleep on the warm body bed. They did get all of his attention last night. She didn't even get to cheer him on. No, put away like yesterday's favorite toy. Despite her want to mope curled under the blankets in that chair, Karla stood up. She figured the models would get shower time as well as his attention again this morning, so she used the cage's shower. It hurt her heart a little. The soap dispensers were still filled with his cleaners. That body wash smell reminded her of that warm chest and affectionate touches. She would get those again, if there weren't better options around. She walked out wrapped in a towel. There he still slept like a cruel giant with his maden playthings draped around his massive cock. Karla wondered why she was so upset, this was to keep her safe from the rough play he intended. Because he was her cruel giant. She should have been there to make suggestions of how to enjoy those shapely bitches. Encouraging his cruel actions. Praising his sloppy results coating their enjoyable bodies. No, she was put away. Made to watch from a distance. Treated like just another Shrunken. Karla couldn't pick out an outfit for the day. Part of her wanted to pick out an outfit to remind him she wasn't just another Shrunken. Another part of her wanted to dress in those comfortable sweats Milly bought her. But she didn't want to wear something that labeled her as Micheal's. She knew she was, that wouldn't change. Just didn't want to wear that title today. She went for a mix and match. The jeans she wore when he caught her with a pink blouse from one of her work outfits. It was relaxing but covering. No labels printed on her. She left the shirt untucked to add to the carefree look. She cursed herself, the first thing she thought while looking in her mirror was, would Micheal like this look on her. Karla turned on the coffee maker. As it started to brew her first idea to kill time was to look over the suggested books for the library and see what she could order. But her tablet was by his bed. Should she go for a drive? Maybe she could clear around the theater and do laps. Micheal's watch went off. He groggily looked at it and groined. He suddenly grumbled, "Who said you should stop?" His first blonde prize factually, but foolishly replied, "You fell asleep, we thought you were done." Karla looked at them. The second blonde was loving her Micheal's manhood. The two others looked confused with panic. "Guess I should tell Mr. Howell you didn't do as I wanted." he noted coldly. Karla found the tone kind of sexy. The two other less intelligent models caught on and pressed their bodies to the ample girth of Micheal's cock. "Sorry Director Micheal." The brunette apologized. "Please, we'll behave. Don't tell him that." the second blonde begged. "Maybe I should? You think he'd let me have another night with you three? You'd like that punishment right?" Karla's titan tormented his servants. "Yes, but that would be a reward not a punishment." The brunette clearly lied. "Well hurry up and get rewarded, I need to shower for breakfast. And I guess I should rinse you three off huh?" Micheal was so mean. Karla hated at this moment that his tormenting tone was so arousing for her. Karla tried to ignore the three’s increasing efforts to please her giant. Three fit forms grinding to his thick shaft. Doll mouths kissing and licking his sensitive skin. Sensual sounds from the three attempting to pleasure her Micheal quickly. Failing to push him to reward them in a shower of his warm release. Fools were not doing it right. Not praising him as the titan he was. Not begging to have his spray his fresh cum over them. Karla snorted. Fighting the urge to stroke between her thighs. That wasn't what she wanted. She wanted to be one of those stupid models. To feel his warmth along her body. Craving the flavor of his stiffened skin as she dragged her tongue along it. She cursed herself, she should have just worn those sweats. The label was her life now. Karla felt heart broken like a girl watching her crush kiss a different girl. She had thought he was hers too. But he caged her away from his pleasure. She gathered notes as she fought back foolish tears. She knew he turned over and began pleasuring himself over those three sluts. From his long grunting sound mixed with a girlish tinted sounds of choking, he had finished. Karla was almost to her elevator when a towering naked form was beside her cage. "Oh, you showered already." Micheal noted. "Didn't think you wanted your old toy this morning." Karla replied. She wished she hadn't looked up at him. The sight of his glorious towering form holding three helpless doll sized women. They dangled by arms. They clearly strained not to sound before this magnificent giant. It was clear the second blonde had failed to swallow the gift of his release. Globs of cum framed her mouth and iced her firm tits. Why couldn't he be mean like that more often. Maybe for her every now and then. "Come on Karla, I just didn't want you to get hurt as I played with these three last night." he countered. "You didn't want me in your way. Go, I'll be a good cage Shrunken like you clearly want me to be." Karla retorted. "Oh you're being silly." he snorted. "At least I still amuse you in some way." Karla noted. He opened the cage. "Come on, you'll enjoy another shower." he decided. Karla stepped quickly into the wall. "No thank you. I'm good." she stated out of his reach. Suddenly his face filled the observation windows. The top opened and he reached in that way. "Stop being goofy and come here." Karla stepped back into the cage, out of his reach. "If I was good enough to be with you, I wouldn't be in this cage." "Stop playing Karla." he commanded coming back into his room. Opening the cage again. Karla simply stepped back into the tunnel. "Fine, stay in there." Micheal grumbled and walked out of his room. Karla collapsed along the tunnel wall. She felt tears roll down her cheeks. She had defied her Micheal. It broke her heart. He was her world, his happiness was her happiness. But why was her happiness nothing to him? Or at least, why wasn't she worthy of joining him in his fun with those tramps? Why were they better than her as company? She gathered her wits. Sighing she went to get another cup of coffee from the pot while it was still hot. She walked to the observation deck. Looking over the cage she noticed the plants look wilted. Right, they hadn't been watered in a while. She slowly started the sprinklers. Letting the few inhabitants that were wandering around a chance to find shelter before the rain started properly. She sipped her coffee and watched the rain fall. Comforting in his blue state. The leaves of the plants seem to dance with the droplets. Karla was amused, not all of the Shrunken hid from the falling water. Several took it as an invitation for a jog. A few others were just out to splash in the puddles. She was lost in all the little sights when her watch went off. Milly texted her, "Micheal is on his way up to bring you down for breakfast." "No thank you." Karla replied as she wondered how long had she had it raining for. "It's not an offer young lady, it was a statement." Milly replied in a very mother-like note. Karla felt good that one of her owner's family still saw her as important. She shut off the rain and entered her cage. Micheal walked up to the cage. He didn't open it, he kneeled down, putting his face at her level. "I'm sorry. I didn't think that you might have wanted to play with the models too. That putting you in the cage made you think they are more important. They are not. I just didn't want you to get hurt as I was going to be rougher than normal. But I was only going to be rough with them. Not you. So you would have been fine. I was mean in a bad way to you. Please be my Special Karla again." Karla's bottom lips trembled something fierce. He clearly knew his mistake. Likely Milly explained that to him, but he knew now. And was apologizing to her, on his knees. Begging his pet Shrunken for forgiveness. "I wanted to be with you. Not trapped in here for the night." she blathered out. "I should have known that. I was drunk and excited. I'll make it up to you, I promise." he whimpered back. "Just no more caging me so you can have fun with other Shrunken." she sobbed. "Promise." he trembled. The door opened and his hand lifted her out. His face was pressed to her and she nuzzled into his cheek. He was her Micheal again. He offered a tissue and they cleared their noses. A fresh one wiped tears. "Your mother explained why I was upset?" Karla had to ask. He nodded. "She reminded me one of our favorite things to do is you directing my play. That made me realize you would have wanted to do that last night. That we are a team, and I broke that rule." he explained. "I forgive you my special Micheal." Karla softly offered. "Thank you my special Karla." he softly accepted. Kissing her entire face. She pecked a kiss to his bottom lip. They came downstairs. "OK, Karla's here, let's have breakfast." Milly advised. They sat around the table. Karla had her own little table before Micheal. Josie sat before Sandy. Karla wondered where she got the cute pink dress she wore. Then she noticed the sisters wore matching ones. Everyone seemed in good spirits and lively despite the amount of drinks they all had the night before. Eggs Benedict. The models were all dressed like French maids. They were working together cooking breakfast for the humans in the middle of the table. The Howells must have trained them to cook for them like this as they worked like a well oiled machine. Plating the layers and drizzling the sauce like trained chiefs despite their smaller size. Three carried the plate around and delivered it to the human who was to enjoy it. "Are you feeling better Karla?" Sandy asked as Micheal's prize pack delivered her meal. "Ah, yeah." she replied. Her being ill must have been a cover for why she wasn't down when Micheal arrived earlier. "Oh good." Tanya smiled down warmly. "It's too bad you didn't get to play with Micheal's winnings last night. Mine were well worth winning." Al noted as he received his plate. "What are the plans for today?" Karla asked, hoping to change the subject. "We ladies are going shopping. Wish you could join us." Milly sighed. "We could call Chuck and see if he's busy. He might not mind taking some time out of his day to adjust them for an afternoon." Howard suggested. "I thought it was only to be used if it was work related?" Tanya questioned. "Yeah. Technically." Milly answered. "Big sister could come out with us?" Sandy clearly only heard Howard's suggestion. "I think I should stay home. Have some cage related things to look after." Karla advised. Cage related as in, who from the cage should get played with today. "Us guys are going to see a movie if you want to slum it up with us." Pat offered. "No thank you." Karla declined. "I think I'll stay home today too." Micheal said, smiling at her. "Milly, are you coming over tomorrow to help us pack some more?" Tanya asked. "Yes, why?" Milly replied. "Well that works out great. Since Karla didn't get to enjoy our girls last night, we could lend them to Micheal for the day and you could bring them tomorrow. Save us coming back here to collect them on our way home. We'll leave you a carrying case. You mind looking after your winnings for another evening as well?" Pat offered. "Not at all." cooed Milly and Howard together. The models didn't like this idea from their stepping away from the humans. "Al, want to borrow Inada and Tomiko for the night?" Tanya offered the broad man. "I shouldn't. Hotel." the builder replied. "Shoot right. Mike, you like to look after them for the night?" Pat asked. Micheal barked excitedly. "Settled, if Milly doesn't mind hauling them home?" Tanya stated. "Well worth the inconvenience." purred Milly looking over her toys from the night before. "Settled." Pat smiled broadly. "Should I tell Chuck I'm sorry to bother him?" Howard asked. "Josie, are you up to going human sized shopping today?" Milly offered. Josie answered. "Could we have another sleepover Big Sister?" Sandy excitedly requested. "Up to Micheal Little Sister." Josie replied. "I'm OK with that if you want. Mom can bring you home tomorrow, right Mom?" was Karla's titan's response. "Sounds good to me." Milly advised. "Goodie." the red heads agreed. "You should take my car if you're going to transport all four ladies and Chuck." Howard offered. "Lucky Chuck packed into a car with four lovely ladies." Pat jokes. The ladies talked about stores while the men discussed what movie they would go see. Karla was surprised as one of the Asian models approached Micheal. "Dr. Miller, a suggestion for today?" she cautiously requested. Micheal rumbled down at her. Karla wanted to hear him use that tone at them over and over. "Well, if it pleases you and your Shrunken. We all look after each other's hair, skin, and nails. I was wondering, since she is so special to you. Maybe a few of us could give her a spa-like day. Pamper her on your behalf?" the doll sized beauty suggested. "Karla, you like that stuff. Would you like that today?" Micheal offered. Karla could see the model's scheme. Serve the pet would mean not serving the giant teen as much. Karla wanted to see those Asian features coated in Micheal's cum. But to have someone look after her nails. To pamper her hair and skin while she sat and relaxed. She could have both, it was all day with them after all. "Sure. Milly, could we borrow yours while you're out. Spy days are better shared." Karla responded. "Are they good at that type of stuff?" Milly asked. "Oh yes, Sandy and I have them look after our nails all the time. Like little vacations." Tanya explained. "Sure, for spa stuff only. Want them warmed up to work on my nails. I'll supply you with some products they can use." Milly advised. "Certainly." Karla accepted. Now who would join her in her spoiled treatment. Josie would be out. Would Micheal allow her all eight? Perhaps better to suggest he hang on to a couple to ease any wants he has come to mind. "Is there anything you like done for you?" the Asain model was suddenly right beside Karla. "Pedicure?" Karla responded with her first thought. "Yes, a given for your loveliness. We usually work in pairs on each other, is that acceptable to your highness?" the girl groveled well. Karla could see the doll sized pretty was only acting her part. But she liked it. "That would please me." Karla played back. "Do you have portable baths? If not, a good sized bowl will do. Also, reclining chairs or something that could work as one." the model asked. "We might have some in the cage." Karla wondered aloud. Karla soon found herself planning out the extras for her private spa day. "If you want Karla, I could help." Micheal offered. "I would like you to, but don't you want to enjoy some too." Karla asked her smiling colossus. "Oh, I will." he sweetly cooed. Breakfast ended and the humans began cleaning up afterward. The Asian that suggested the spa idea approached, "Your owner Milly has the supplies we can use as a mud wrap. Also the essential oils for hair treatments. Since we usually have two attendants per one being looked after, you think he'll allow four to be pampered." "Nice try, but I think Director Micheal will want a couple of attendants as well." Karla answered. "Oh, you have." the pretty doll began. "Likely the blondes." Karla answered the next likely question. "Oh, OK." the girl sighed. "He'll likely want to play with you later." Karla felt the need to clarify. "Oh." the girl somehow thought spoiling her would save her from Micheal's enjoyment. Then she asked, "Does he usually leave his semen on his Shrunken?" "I think that had to do with Mr. Howell’s requesting he be meaner than normal." Karla hoped. She rather that he cleaned them so the fresh semen would stand out more on them. "Maybe we could get Mr. Howell to request that." the towering Asian thought aloud. "We should just threaten to spoil their surprise." the Brunette advised. "No, they said our punishment would be worse if they did." the red head countered. "Worse than being lent out to a teenage boy, what could be worse. Besides they need us, they will have a limit." the brunette reasoned. "I was strapped to a man's dick and then he fucked his wife with me still attached last night. I don't want to find out what's worse. As for a limit, they have cages of freshly caught people who likely trade modeling work for better treatment and lighter personal servicing. So I'm taking Carter's advice and being a good little pet. And if you mess that up for me by running your mouth Jessica, I'll shove you into that woman's tight cunt myself. Only you'll go in face first." the Black doll ranted. Karla was happy to know Milly and Howard enjoyed their borrowed toys well. "You really think they'd trade in trained models for some randoms they caught." the brunette mocked. "Some of them were models till they were collected." Karla smiled to hear Josie advise. "Look, you said, look how well they treated Karla and Josie. We should strike till we get that. Then they made us Standard size and placed us in the freezer to cool out jets. Then when they said we had to make up for our behavior by being the prizes you said it was just us striping. We wouldn't have to rub up against strange penises and such. But we spent last night wrapped to that boy's enormous penis. Now you’re like, spill the Howell's secret, what can they do? Well, let's not just in case." the first blonde prize from last night reasoned. "They could sell us." The second blonde prize added. She looked up, "Remember the boxes we found for the long running sets with models we didn't know. Where are they now? I've seen Mr. and Mrs. Howell's Shrunken. They are not among them. What if they thought what is the worst they could punish us with? Maybe they just sold them? They bought us after all. We are just more toys to collect and sell. You know how Mr. Howell likes to support Company charities by auctioning off old toys. How well do you think we'd auction for?" "Tiffany, don't be foolish." the Brunette sounded like she was attempting to comfort. "That makes a lot of sense. We saw how the people here reacted to being able to play with set models for a night. Could you imagine how much some would pay to own one of us?" the redhead theorized. The idea flooded the models like a tidal wave. "Oh we could have just put ourselves one step closer to being some stranger's lap dolls." The Latinia gasped. "We have to make them want to keep us. Jacob told me about his old owners. I don't want to take the chance on those possibilities." The second Asian looked like she was about to break down. Karla felt hurt by being caged last night. She never thought what it would be like to be an entertainment Shrunken like these ladies. She wondered what would happen to them once the Howells stopped using them as Models. Did they sell their old models? If so, how many sets did they go through? "What are you talking about?" Pat said. For a big human, he was quiet. The models all looked at each other. The second blonde's curiosity got the better of her, "The models from the older boxes, what happened to them?" Pat snicker and smiled at them. "I was wondering when one of you would approach that question once you had found those. They were prizes at a charity casino night. Every so often the box covers, and therefore the models, have to be freshened up." "So you gave them away when you decided to freshen up the box art?" The brunette now looked panicked. "They got too egotistical to work with or keep as Standard Shrunken." he coldly noted. "So, how many sets of models came before us?" the black model asked. "You’re our third set." his tone was flat. But Karla could see he was hoping they would travel a certain logical path. "And you sold or gave away the other two sets?" the brunette asked. "Mostly, ego at being pseudo-Shrunken celebrities made keeping them a pain. First set were lottery prizes for Company charity after they became a problem in our cage." Pat explained. "What happened to the second group?" one of the blondes asked. "Oh they were so sweet. You know my brother Gerald?" Pat replied. "Yes, they are with him?" the pretty yellow haired doll asked hopefully. "Working in his greenhouse. Pampered and happy. But they didn't think they could demand or were better than other Shrunken. Smart class that group." Pat explained. "But those two act better then other Shrunken?" the brunette countered pointing at Karla and Josie. "That's because they are." Pat slapped the brunette's argument down. "Can we go to Gerald's farm?" the dizzier looking blonde asked. "If they behave, yes. You Tiffany, if you stay precious, I think I'll just keep you for myself." His finger stroked the doll's cheek and hooked her chin. Clearly Pat's favorite of this batch. "All we wanted was a private changing area when guests are around." the Latina noted pleadingly. "Why didn't you just ask?" Pat noted. The models all looked at each other and their shoulders slumped. "We thought we needed to demand it because you never offered. Because you accepted the guest models would want them." the red head explained. "I didn't offer because I like watching you all get ready. If you're shy in front of guests, you should ask. Otherwise I'll just want to watch." Pat smiled warmly. "Thank you Mr. Howell." the models said now that an understanding had come about. "Well, are we all set?" Milly asked as they came out of the kitchen area. "Think so." Tanya noted. "Are we taking the cases to your place first?" Howard asked Pat. "Please. That would be nice. Speaking of which, Mike, I think the girls have learned their lesson. Could you be a little less mean to them today?" Pat replied. "If they do well spoiling Karla, I'd be glad not to be as mean." Karla's towering boy agreed. "As for the three your father and I are borrowing." Milly started. Micheal nodded, "I know, no play." "Naa, go ahead. Just make sure you clean them before handing them over." she clarified. "Cool, thanks." Micheal said, excitedly looking at the mini maids on the table. The three offered cringed under that delightful grin. "I left the products in a basket by your door." Milly advised. "Cool, I have a plan on where and how I'll set them up." Micheal noted. "You two have fun." Howard noted. Karla found her owner's father's hand applying a comforting pet down her back. Sandy kneeled down to table top height. "You girls behave for Karla." "Yes Miss Howell." they replied. "See you tomorrow." Josie waves to Karla. "Have a good visit, say hi to my mom for me." Karla noted. "Will do." Josie agreed. "Mike, in that case there are other outfits for the girls. That is if you want them dressed." Tanya noted. "Thanks, I'll take a look." Micheal stated. The parents and friends leave for the day. Micheal turned to look at the table crowd, grinning widely. Micheal's hand scoops her up and Karla is inches from that delightful grin. "You have suggestions on who should join your spa day?" "I was thinking of Shawna and Amanda." Karla cooed at her sweet titan. "Which one are those again?" he asked. "I'll collect them, you set up the spa." Karla offered. "Alright." Micheal agreed. He lifted her upon his shoulder. The two blondes found themselves dangling by their legs in one hand. Karla found herself carried up to the apartment. He slipped her back into the cage. "I'll go set up and be back." He noted. He walked over to his dresser. Karla went straight into the tunnel. Elevator to the garage. She looked through the selections. Besides the Hummer the cars Micheal and Howard picked up for her were a small mix of Sixties and Seventies sports cars. But the sixth car was her choice for slow cruising, Cherry red and white Studebaker. She pulled out and started toward the Rabbit barn. It looked like a lazy Sunday in the cage. Maybe because the grass was still wet from the morning shower she activated. Possibly just because it was Sunday. But not many pets were out and about. Stopping to pass on the request for Amanda and Shawna to any of the Shrunken she did find. Some of them shrugged and gave her a, if I see them response. But a few took it as a go find them. Those Karla tried to remember. They were helpful in this large cage. They deserved payment of some kind for their service. She stopped and walked toward the barn itself. The three friendlier rabbits were happily hoping or purring while being brushed. The Horse riding younger daughter walked up and answered the question Karla was wondering, "Hello Lady Karla. Patches is out back again. Aideen is exercising him." "Thank you." Karla acknowledged the girl. "Melissia. My name is Melissia." The girl clearly saw Karla didn't know her name. "Thank you Melissia." Karla accepted this correction. "You're welcome. I'll remind you again." the girl smiled at her. Karla repeated several sentences related to her top Bunny wrangler. The girl was clearly expecting her to forget her name again. She could understand that. She had few of their names memorized. But she wanted to reward her rabbit caretaker. Addressing her by name would be a good start. There was the black and white baby bunny. The cute teen redhead from the other day was back here. Patches seemed content to follow the girl around. From how the Shrunken was moving Karla guessed she was from the dance event Micheal had collected from. Karla remembered Melissia called her Aideen. "Aideen, how is he feeling today?" Before the teen could answer, Patches gave off a happy bark and adorably rushed toward her. "He's happy to see you." was the girl's reply. Fuzzy face nuzzled into Karla. She happily scratched her cuddly friend. "Is he being friendlier?" "No, he has the girls he likes and others he moves away from or turns his back too. But he's healthy and eats just fine." Aideen explained. "He behaves for you?" Karla asked. "He does interact with me. Let me brush him out and such. But he doesn't react to anyone like he does for you. But he was ordered for you, correct?" Aideen advised. Karla started walking the rabbit. "Yes, yes he was." They walked along the back fenced area. Patches almost seemed to hum as they walked. Aideen looked content to be one of Patches’ caretakers. Karla couldn't stop herself from noting how Micheal would enjoy this fit Shrunken beauty. That he clearly hadn't realized this treat was in here. But Karla was enjoying Aideen now. Enjoying knowing a caring Shrunken was looking after her Patches. Karla wouldn't hide Aideen from him, his pet after all. But decided to not bring those legs and perky bosom to his attention either. "Karla?" Amanda's voice called out. She was wearing very flattering red shorts and a sleeveless white shirt outfit. Mix of items Karla realized. But matching well together. "Amanda." Karla called back. She began walking toward the long haired beauty. She snickered as Patches turned and followed. Aideen followed along. "I was told you were looking for me?" Amanda asked as Karla came close. "Yes, we are going to have an impromptu spa day." Karla announced. "Giant spa?" the Eager Shrunken asked hopefully. "No, but Director Micheal will be there. Oh, please call me Lady Karla in front of the girls." Karla replies. "Shouldn't she call you Mayor Amanda?" Aideen questioned. "Mayor Amanda?" Karla repeated. "That is what they call me now. It's really just because I'm a top representative for them with you and Josie. Sorry, Lady Josie." Amanda explained. "No, it's OK. I like it." Karla smiled. "Chief Shawna." the redhead greeted as Shawna approached. There was the doctor sculpted body with a blue body suit stretched over those curves. The marking on it suggested a police uniform. "Who else now has titles?" Karla giggled. "Peyton is now called Librarian." Shawna advised. "Good, the others are accepting you all as leaders." Karla praised. "It helps that you and Lady Josie seem to pick out ladies eager to be more than shorts warmers." Shawna teased. "That wouldn't be so bad." Amanda interjected. "You were looking for me?" Shawna requested. "We earned a spa day it seems." Amanda explains. "Oh, that sounds so nice." Shawna sighed. "Well Aideen, take care of Patches. Patches, be a good bunny. Yes, be a good fuzzy face." Karla states. Her future mount purred as she scratched his cheeks. "Follow me." Karla said to her requested guests. The three walk to the car. Shawna lets out a loud whistle of appreciation noting, "Another gift from our human owners?" You want to drive?" Karla offers the new security chief the keys. "Climb in back. As one of our ladies, you should be chauffeured." Shawna teased. Karla climbed into and stretched her legs along the back seat. Her new friends climbed into the front seat and drove to the garage. "You need a convertible. So you can sit up on the back seat and we can drive you around for the others to view your highness." Shawna jokes back. "While we are just us, you could just call me Karla." she informed her new friend. "It might not be a bad idea. They all need to know you are to be treated as Director Micheal's proxy. You are, for this cage anyway, royalty." Amanda seriously explained. "Really. You think I should be treated as royalty?" Karla asked her in cage mouthpiece. "You do, whether you want to admit it or not. There is some confusion about your position here. We should clarify it all for them. Don't just have them call you Lady, but treat you like a Lady of power. You and Josie. Use your connection to that magnificent boy to have them bow to you. And use your pull and access with their world to reward the loyal." Amanda advises. "How will I know who is loyal?" Karla asked. "That's our job I'm guessing." Shawna suggests. Amanda confirms. They pulled up to the garage. Shawna carefully backs the car in and they travel up to the outer cage. Micheal stood there waiting. Karla was amused. He had changed into sweatpants. Seems he needed room for the two moving bulges squirming along the sides of his massive bulge. Karla assumed it was the blondes. "Are you ready?" he asked in an aroused tone. "Yes Micheal." Karla answered. Karla is placed on her usual shoulder. She is surprised to see Shawna added to the other. Karla was happy he was learning his top pets well. His free hand stroked and touched Amanda. The former dancer was beside herself in delight. As they walk Karla notices Micheal pulling Amanda’s shorts down those sculpted legs. He placed them in his pants pocket. Then he pops each button on her top. Each opening made the Eager sing a happy sound. He pushed the top off her shoulders and slipped that into his pocket. They entered the bathroom. The six other models wore what could be described as string bikinis stood in the tub. Bowls and materials were scattered along the bottom of the tub. He had placed a special plug in the bottom to filter anything carried by the water. A hose was attached to the nozzle with a shower style head at its end. It was suspended on a tripod. The hose looked like it was filled with water and waited for Micheal to free it. "Where would you like them?" Micheal asked the six models. "We are still trying to figure out how best to coat them in the replenishing mud." one of the Asians advised. "Could they just sit in the bowl and still allow you to do what else you want to do at the same time?" Karla's titan asked. "Yes, if they can sit with their heads and hair at the edge." the doll replied. Micheal poured Amanda in the bowl first. The Brunette and the Red Head models began smearing the warm mud-like product over her body and face. Though Karla figured she would have been happier to trade spaces with one of the blondes. Though seeing Micheal looking down at her makes her spread herself out, easing the models work. Shawna is taken off his shoulder. His index drag opened the zipper on the front of her outfit. He peeled the body hugging material off her shapely form. She is placed into the bowl. It looked sort of graceful as how the woman arrived in the pampering substance. The African American and Latina delights began their work. Karla now was held in that powerful hand. Mighty fingers began popping open her slightly oversized buttons. Those digits blossomed the blouse and took it from her. She is flipped over. A gentle tug from her towering teen and her bra loosen. Straps are pushed from her shoulders. She is rolled easily. And her breasts were exposed. She figured her chest would become massaged. No, affectionate finger pad runs along her jean covered legs. "Are those the jeans I caught you in? I love how they fit on you." he sighs, looking entranced. But he masterfully pops the top of her pants. He coiled his finger around her waist and slid her pants off her legs. Taking her panties with them. Now Karla finds herself wishing she could trade spots with one of the blondes. This was added to as his colossal fingers traced along her curves. She was then lowered into the warm bowl. The two towering Asians come to either side of her. Larger slender hands began covering her in the relaxing substance. "The Howell's pet models? How did you arrange this?" Shawna asked. "The Howells and the Millers are friends. They lent them as a punishment for them not cooperating." Karla explained. "Oh, we live in the northern Midwest. You'll not like the winters." Shawna noted. "How do you know they were the Howell's?" Karla asked. "You have no idea how many times or the amounts offered to dad and I to steal these lovies from them. We could have retired." Shawna advised. "Why didn't you?" Karla asked as mud was added to her face. "One, Red status. We never attempted to steal directly from Red Status. Two, they are highly recognizable. We couldn't claim they were ours if we were stopped with them. They would have been a dead give away." She sighed as their subjects covered her. Karla watched as Amanda's attendants went over to the shower head like nozzle. They washed their hands under the dripping water. They returned and brought over a jar. Using their hands they began combing an oil through those long strands. Soon Shawna's and her own attendants were coating their hair. It was relaxing. One of her attendants left for a few minutes. When she came back she began to refresh Karla's mud coating. Shawna and Amanda also had one working their hair and one kept them smeared in the gloppy clay like cleaner. Karla looked up. Micheal looked relaxed as well. His attendants were rubbing him as he sat semi reclining on the toilet. Though hidden by his light blue sweatpants. Karla was certain from face to feet they were working to get her giant off. But as usual in these situations his focus was on her. "Micheal?" Karla called up to her handsome titan. "Yes Karla?" he replied. "Why don't you enjoy those two more?" she suggested to her towering owner. "Because I'm too busy enjoying seeing you get pampered." he sweetly replied. "They have to be so warm in there." she advised her Micheal. "Lets see. '' he acknowledged. He carefully slipped his pants down. Amanda sighed happily as his hard shaft grew into view. The sweat glistening bodies still worked themselves to his sex organ. This sensual display made him hum in appreciation. "Should I let them stay out like this?" he asked with some concern. "Oh yes please." moaned Amanda almost immediately. Karla nodded in agreement. There he sat above them. His cock pointing straight up. Two supermodel level bodies sandwiching it. Actively sexing his shaft in a valiant effort to get him off. Their skin glowed with the continued endeavor. Hair stuck to their faces and flowed around their head in a sexy mess. As delightful as that view was. Karla found herself brought to the amusing display in the bowl with her. Amanda's head nodded in desired licking motions. Her tongue lapped the air. Her legs grind to each other in a failing attempt to scratch that want. Her body made slight pumping efforts. Her two attendants had trouble keeping her coated as in her head she pleasured that Behemoth. "It's time to wash out the hair oil." Karla's Asian attendant advised. "In that case." Micheal noted re-encasing his riders. He reached down and Karla waited to have his mammoth hand gently lift her out of the mud. She giggled once she saw his real goal. He tugged the string on the neck of her attendant. Perky doll breasts soon appeared. Soon the makeshift spa staff were all topless. Micheal activated the shower head to a nice flow. Then Karla was lifted with gentle might and placed in the warm spray. Shawna soon followed. Attendants walked over. That sweet giant. Amanda was coiled in a firm fist. His thumb smeared the mud over her breasts. Amanda gasped loudly like a strange alarm. He placed her just at the edge of the water. He then playfully spanked her ass with his index finger. It slapped with a soft thump and made the long haired Eager jump forward giggling. She rubbed her own ass and in an aroused tone begged, "Please sir, another?" "Maybe later." he purred, making Karla's former servant shiver gleefully. The dolls split into their attending pairs. One began washing mud from their bodies. The other cleaned their hair. Karla happily found her Asian pair pressed themselves around her in a sensual hug. The darker skinned ones grind to Shawna's pale skinned body. "You two stop that. That one doesn't like girl action." Micheal explained to the two around Amanda. Karla couldn't help but bounce a little in joy. He was remembering his main pets preferences. He sat back and exposed himself again. Appreciative he stroked the backs of the blondes sexing his cock. Playfully he would at times press their faces firmly to his shaft or give their round asses a squeeze. They looked to be getting tired. Maybe they were not used to such prolonged action. all clean. Lets do your nails." Karla's girl advised. They walked over to a trio of reclining plastic chairs. Where they came from Karla had no idea. She sat and one knelt before her and began the pedicure while the one leading this team combed out her hair. Karla figured the doll sized fingers stretching her toes would feel uncomfortable. The slender fingers parted her toes with no discomfort. No, this model had a talent for massaging between her toes. Karla closed her eyes and allowed the ladies to work. "Your nails are done." Karla's lead attendant's sudden voice startled her. She must have been close to dozing off. Karla opened her eyes. The shine of the polish sparkled. The color fit her complexion well. Wherever they had gotten it from. "So, what's next?" Karla asked as she appreciated their work. "I'm not sure." the doll replied. "Could you massage Karla?" Micheal's voice asked. "We would need a table for that." the girl advised. "I have an idea." Micheal states. Karla is lifted by colossal fingers. "You, in the chair." he orders. The doll model sat into the plastic chair. Karla found herself slipped upon the model. "Rub her," he orders. Nimble fingers coil over her breasts and raise her nipples. Karla watched as her other attendant had two large fingers direct her back on her knees before Karla. Micheal cooed out, "Make her feel good." And that gorgeous Oriental face reluctantly slipped between Karla's thighs. Karla gasped as Doll sized tongue slipped deep into her Standard sized womanhood. There, semi-sandwiched between two doll sized beauties endeavoring to pleasure her, Karla hummed happily from yet another gift from Micheal. Soon Micheal directed Shawna's workers into the same positions. "Oh, that's a good massage." Joked the curvy beauty. "As for you." Micheal says. Karla looks over as her titan's massive hand lifted Amanda. He turned the former dancer's legs first towards himself. "Really? Yes! Yes! Thank you yes!" Amanda moans as she realizes what is about to happen. Giant lips hug her wonderful hips. And Micheal's tongue began driving the former dancer immediately crazy. As he tastes Amanda, he grabs the red haired doll. Titan hands bend the model onto her knees on the edge of his tub. Shoulders back, he tilts her face up towards him. Micheal's hand slips into his pants. His free hand pushes the stretchy waistband down. He starts slowly stroking those arousing Blondes along his girth. Karla delight at the expression on the red head's face as the broad tip of his massive cock starts bouncing an inch or so from that gorgeous face. Karla's pussy attendant was devouring her to climax. Soon her legs point her newly polished toes out along either side of that model's head. She arches her back and joins Amanda in singing out in pleasure. "OH so Hot!" Micheal joined the song. Karla watched as a large glob of cum splash over the red head's sweet face. Happily he blasts over and over into the crimson haired doll's face. It dripped down and coated her breasts as well. Micheal sat down and gasped to gain his breath. The two blondes to their credit gently stroked that wilting shaft like it was their resting lover. The red haired beauty swallowed hard. Attempting to empty what blasted into her throat. But she didn't break the position her borrower had placed her in. Micheal lifts the brunette and places her beside the cum covered redhead. Pulling a limp Amanda from his lips he commands, "Clean her off." "How, oh right." the clean doll says. Then kneels beside her co-model and starts collecting big licks of cum off the breasts of Micheal's former target. Micheal grabs a fresh cloth and wets it. Like he was polishing delicate statues, he wipes the sweat from the blonde's bodies. He smiles down at Karla as that Asian tongue tasted her to another climax. He leaves her and Shawna to be pleasured over and over. Eventually Karla, gasping, is lifted up. Warm soft cloth wipes her aroused shine from her. He is so gentle. Caring. She is placed on a puffy towel. One of the blondes lifted her head up and placed it on her lap. Fingers stroke through her hair, the blonde gives her an affectionate smile. "Your so lucky.'' The beauty clearly praises her. "He treats me well." Karla admits. "Oh, I watched him clean you. That was more than a good treatment. I'm jealous. If Mr. Howell is to give me away, I want to come here. Be one of your underlings." The Blonde explains. "I'll keep that in mind." Karla sighs under the unrequested affection. "I'd be a very appreciative attendant.'' The model purrs in a way Karla realized she was increasingly serious. Micheal finished wiping off Shawna and was now freeing the red haired doll from the cage of semen upon her face. He looked down at Karla’s comfortable bed and asked, "Lunch?" "Sure. But can I get dressed first?" she called back. "I guess, if you have too," he replies. Micheal walked away with a mischievous smile. Karla realized her, as well as Shawna's and Amanda's outfits were in his comfy pants pocket. How was she to get dressed? Karla looked around. The models were putting their tops back on. They chatted with the smaller Shrunken like it was normal that they had just been played with by a giant teen boy. Karla figured they must have just gotten used to being sex pets. This was just another day for them. Michael had been gone for a while. Karla started to worry. Hand reached for her watch to text him as he stepped onto the room. Tub in hand holding the other council members. Karla was proud he remembered which ones they were. They, like the borrowed mini models, were all dressed in skimpy bikinis. He smiled, holding out his hand towards her he said, "Here you go." Three swimwear sets rested on that giant palm. Karla recognized her bright pink bikini right away. Seems her handsome titan wanted some bathing beauties to eat with. He took them out to the coffee table. On it were heated frozen Chinese appetizers her towering teen sweetly cut into Shrunken Manageable chunks. At first the girls didn't know what to make of the Doll sized group. But once she explained they quickly focused on being allowed human food. A treat they clearly relished. Micheal ate his share quietly. After lunch they were there on that little platform while Micheal cleaned up. He returned and gathered the girls into the tub. The models were amusingly hooked into the waistband of his pants. Karla, her usual shoulder. She hummed happily, he headed to his bedroom. Looks like a big play group. He placed the tub on the bed. Placing each of the models on the bed beside it. Karla on her pillow. He pulled his shirt off. Then he freed the Behemoth. Karla could understand the cringe from the models, but when will those girls accept his mass. He crawled over them and laid down. Karla was first onto his chest. Then he lifted the other girls one at a time. He held Amanda as he looked at the models. "Well, pick one and entertain me," he commanded. "What do you mean?" the Brunette asked. "Be creative." he purred as he slipped Amanda's bottoms off. The Models climbed upon his chest. The girls looked nervous. Then as the taller pets approached, they ran. Difficult since their platform began giggling at them. The models chased after them. Karla couldn’t help it, she ran too. She didn't get far. Near twice her high gave Pat's favorite blonde a longer stride. Karla was lifted off her legs and laughed as the pretty dear coiled her limbs around her. Karla expected many fun ideas. But not a mighty cuddle. "You're really pretty." her capture complimented as she pressed Karla to her larger body. "Is this what you have planned to entertain him?" Karla wondered. "Like he'll notice us." the mini star advised. Karla looked around. Amanda dangled from Micheal's lips. Her top pulled off her breasts. His fingers fondled her tits as her hips pumped and she gasped. Spoiled girl was getting more special kisses. Nearby Peyton hung upside down in one of the Asian's arms. The model had pushed Peyton's bottoms to gain oral access to the girl's sensitivity. The bigger lovely guided the blonde's face between her thighs. The other Asian was motorboating Donna's big breasts. Somehow this made the busty brunette laugh hysterically. Shawna and the Latina example were coiled around each other. From how they laid it looked more like Shawna had captured the model more than the other way around. Either way, they both looked to be enjoying each other. The red haired model had caught Gabriel. She was sitting in a way to display towards Micheal. Gabriel's arms were pulled back while the doll sized Shrunken fondled those massive breasts. Over on his cock, the African American model was bent over with her ass toward Micheal. Two shapely legs, likely Grace's, pointed straight up on either side of her head. Music whimpers told Karla actions weren't fully accepted. To the side was the Brunette pretty, face pressed between the wonderful thighs that must have been Sofia. The wondrous beauty was draped face down over Micheal's shaft. "See what I mean?" the Blonde asked. "Where is he looking?" Karla countered. "Oh?" the golden haired one responded. "Can we share?" a voice asked. Looking over, Karla saw the other blonde model. "Sure." was the first lovies response. Karla soon found herself sandwiched between the two. Hands appreciatively stroked over her bare skin. "This one is his favorite." the second blonde explained to the first. "I know, that's why I came for her." the first purred. The second stroked along Karla's cheek. "She is lovely. I could see why she's so favored." "I like cuddling her." the first note. They pulled her down. Karla was snuggled by them while laying on Micheal's smooth warm skin. It was nice. They stroked along her limbs. Faces nuzzled along her neck. Karla bathed in their attention. Karla watched Micheal savor Amanda. Something was odd. His eyes were closed. Then his hand fell. Amanda looked confused, clearly pumping her hips but seemingly not getting the reaction she wanted. Suddenly his head flopped back and she came tumbling down his chest. "Amanda?" Karla called. The blondes rushed over ahead of her. "I'm OK. Just tweaked my shoulder a bit. What happened?" the long haired beauty asked. Karla looked up at her sweet colossus. Eyes closed with soft steady breathing. "I think Micheal fell asleep." she guessed. "That makes sense. He was up late doing things to us. Then up early. He's probably exhausted." one of the blondes suggested. "So, do we keep doing things to these girls?" the Brunette asked. "Only if you want to, I guess." Karla advised. Besides Shawna and her partner, everyone had stopped already. "What should we do Karla?" Peyton asked. "Let's move off him and down to the foot of the bed. Then, hang out I guess." Karla suggested. "Will it be safe by his feet?" the redhead asked. "Micheal really doesn't move while he sleeps." Karla informed. "Girls, let's try to get him covered." the Brunette commanded. As Karla and the Standard sized Shrunken traveled down the bed. The seven not occupied models managed to slip a blanket over Micheal and spread it over quite a bit of his body. Then they joined them at the foot of the bed. It was another surreal happening Karla was experiencing. Mixed conversations between different sized bikini clad gorgeous ladies on the foot of the bed of a giant teen boy. Who was himself, contently napping while two of their numbers were on his stomach under a blanket quite actively trying to make the other climax. She was hoping to have spent more time with an active Micheal. But he was so cute while he snoozed. Not even Sunday afternoons were normal any more. - Shrink Apprentice - Posts: 22 - Joined: Sat Jan 01, 2022 12:02 am - Contact: Re: The Tourists. Home Life - Shrink Adept - Posts: 88 - Joined: Fri Aug 27, 2021 8:38 pm - Location: USA - Gender: - Contact: Re: The Tourists. Home Life - HentaiHunter1 - Shrink Master - Posts: 396 - Joined: Thu Jul 23, 2020 4:44 am - Gender: - Contact: Re: The Tourists. Home Life - HentaiHunter1 - Shrink Master - Posts: 396 - Joined: Thu Jul 23, 2020 4:44 am - Gender: - Contact: CH 23: The Tourists. Home Life Chapter 23 F/f*4 Very Mild Foot Play. They had been chatting as a group for a while. The Howell models were friendly. The fact that several of Micheal's pets were former dancers gave them a shared subject to start talking about. Grace's acting experience was of interest to the taller Shrunken. Karla found it amusing how the former starlet was clearly avoiding the African American model. She figured the model's earlier attentions to entertain Micheal unnerved the leggy lovely. Shawna and the Latina example joined them. Both looked content with the other's affections. Karla liked how they found a notch in Micheal's unused blankets and snuggled in it together. The afterglow made them smile softly at each other with lingering eyes. The group talked and even danced on that padded surface while Micheal adorably dozed. Karla was surprised he slept through them bursting into giggles and the like. She even began learning the names of the models. Stacy, Micheal's first blonde prize and her make-up artist from the other day, coiled around her. She had said earlier if the Howell's ended her service she would like to come here. And Stacy's affectionate strokes were a good resume. Micheal's watch went off. He didn't move. Karla got out of her warm Stacy hug and walked toward his wrist. "You know his password?" the towering blonde asked as she followed. Hope to get there and reply so he can keep sleeping. Poor tired boy." Karla replied. "Here, climb on my back. I'll carry you." the model offered. "Thanks." Karla accepted the piggy back ride. "You're really loyal to him. Must be so he’ll keep treating you special?" Stacy asked. "He just treats me special. I'm loyal because he is so sweet." Karla clarified. The blonde snorted, "Sweet? Right." "No really he is." Karla felt the need to defend her Micheal. "He pinned my mouth to his penis and cam down my throat." Stacy countered. At the wrist Karla climbed down replying, "He can play a little rough. But really is kind to his Shrunken. A big cage and lots of clothes." Stacy held up her hand to stop Karla. "You really like him don't you. This isn't an act to get spoiled by a teenaged boy giant." "He is my owner, happy owner, happy life." Karla stated. Stacy giggled. "I was just trying to understand. His isn't the first penis I had my mouth pressed to. Largest though. Kind of scary." "I call it his Behemoth." Karla confessed as she started typing at his watch. Seem Milly was on her way home. "Warm and smooth. Clean too, had interacted with others Shrunken that complained about smells. His smells of his body wash. You get to try cuddling it at this size?" Stacy inquired. Karla realized her request for a back up home was genuine. Even with the torment and play last night. She could see Micheal was a good owner. "No, never been doll sized with him. Half and full sized though." she told her new friend. Typing a message to Milly that Micheal was napping. "I've never been Half sized. Full, well, before I was kidnapped. That thing would have broken me. I hope his girlfriend is flexible." Stacy said. "I never had that chance. Half sized he put the tip in me. It stretched but felt so good." Karla sighed at that warm memory. "Half at least would include that stretchy pill thing." the doll acknowledged. From her expression she was thinking about what it must have felt like. "They give you a dose of that if they make you Full sized. Helped when I gave him a blowjob." Karla explained. Laughing at herself as that memory gave her a warm happy feeling too. She was convinced the Shrunken effect affected her mind as well. But she was OK with that. "How did you get that in your mouth?" Stacy questioned in clear shock. She shook her head. "He has a gentle touch though. I could see why you like being held by him so much. No squeezing or limbs bent wrong. Do the others understand how lucky they have it? You know, considering?" Karla didn't like the addition of considering. But she had to accept that many Shrunken just didn't understand this was their life now. So she simply answered, "Some are starting too. Many still whine or amusingly attempt to resist." Milly wanted the models to do her nails. Karla figured she could pick them up and not disturb Micheal. Besides, this gave her a chance to talk to Milly about what Shawna suggested the other day. Though they just text each other now. Stacy was convinced she wanted to become Micheal's after her career was done. As she said while looking up at his sleeping face, "Would be nice to have a safe home." "The Howell's don't treat you well?" Karla wondered. "Oh, no they do. So sweet for being my slave owners. Mr. Howell likes his penis stroked. But he's nice about it once you accept you have to do that from time to time. Mrs. Howell does play with us from time to time. But she really likes making us pose for pictures more. I think she just really likes taking pictures. Miss. Howell likes to treat us like living dolls. Try this outfit, let me comb your hair this way. That's been less since they came back. I'm hoping it starts back up. I'm oddly curious about this boyfriend she found." Stacy explained. "He's really nice. Sadly due to the Company status rating he's a little unsure of his right to date Sandy." Karla explained and headed back to the foot of the bed. "Is he handsome?" Stacy asked. Karla got the feeling she had a soft spot for her owner's teen daughter. "Yes, for a boy his age. If he keeps growing like his father he'll be tall and broad." Karla advised. Stacy snorted. Then explained, "From the photos of her parents and her build, I would guess Sandy will stay short and slim." Karla stopped, "Sandy likes playing with her pets a little cruelly." "It's an act. She likes being bigger than someone. She had issues, with others picking on her due to her tiny build. Her pets have books, games, even a shared little TV in their current cage. The new one that Al is building in their new home is huge with many features. She likes acting like a mean giantess. She wouldn't cause any serious harm. And if an injury happened, they would have a giant nurse spoiling them better." Stacy defended. "She puts a whole Standard sized Shrunken in her pussy and closes her thighs to feel them squirm inside her." Karla challenged. Stacy pointed to Micheal, "He pressed his dick between Doll sized Shrunken's thighs and let loose." "Glad you have caring owners too." Karla advised. "After yesterday's incident. I'm worried I might have ruined that." Stacy confessed. "I think Pat's talk showed he wants you around. And if you behave, if they do give you away. It will be to good homes." Karla tried to comfort. The Doll sized blonde nodded. "Thanks Miss. Karla." Karla giggled, "The other Shrunken here call me Lady Karla." Pretending to curtsy Stacy mocking apologies, "Sorry your majesty." "Come, Milly wants your group to do her nails when she gets back." Karla warmly noted. "Must be nice to talk to and about them like that." Stacy observed. "Yeah, I don't think about it. But it is. They treat Josie and I like family." Karla sighed. "Not many others of these people's tiny slaves can say that." Stacy noted. "We are not slaves. We are Shrunken." Karla clarified in annoyance. "Potato, potato. I'll use their word in front of them. But, even as fully as you accepted your new life, you have to realize that's what we are. Kidnapped slaves. Less than pets for many. They will accept things done to people they have shrunk and taken that they would have people arrested for doing to a cat or dog." Stacy reminded her. Karla could only reply, "Micheal wouldn't do those things." "Then we have that going for us at least." the model replied. They got back to the foot of the bed. Karla called out, "Everyone? Can I have your attention.'' Once everyone was looking at her she continued, "Mrs. Miller is on her way home. She wants the Howell models to do her nails. Everyone else will be put back into Micheal's cage. Any questions?" No one had a question. Karla looked over to Shawna in her happy cuddle nest. "Shawna, can I talk to you privately for a moment?" Shawna came up and they started up beside Micheal. "I know nothing can happen. We were just enjoying being able to interact as we want for a change." Shawna began. "Oh, this has nothing to do with you and Hermia." Karla hoped she had the name right. "Ah, then how can I help Lady Karla?" Shawna asked. "I think this would be a good time to talk to Milly about you testifying what you know to Company security." Karla advised. Shawna looked nervous, "I don't know. I have it good here. I don't know if I want to risk that." "Just talk to Milly. We don't have to go further if you're not comfortable." Karla offered. "OK, if I think this will ruin my current life, we will not go further." Shawna accepted. Milly entered shortly after and snuck to where they all sat. "OK, let's get his Shrunken in his cage first. Then you ladies will come with me. Sorry, but we only have Standard sized containers." Karla waved her arms to gain the woman's attention. "What Karla? You want to stay here?" "No, I'd like to go with you. But can Shawna come as well?" She asked, pointing at the former thief. Milly got a cruel grin and purred, "Alright." She lifted Shawna. The curvy tiny woman didn't struggle, even as Milly slipped her into her little cleavage. She gathered most of the rest. Leaving Grace and Sofia she noted, "You two stay here. That way when he wakes up he will not come looking for the models all awkwardly." Then turned and took the others back into the cage room. Returning she started placing the models into the container. It was uncomfortable looking as the eight Doll sized Shrunken stood in a tub designed to hold fifteen or less Standard sized Shrunken. Karla didn't have to worry about being squeezed into the container or pinned between Milly's small breasts. No, she rode on her human friend's shoulder like she should. Milly must have been home for a bit as she had an area set up with multiple emery boards and other accessories placed in reach of Shrunken attendants. A foot bath waited by her chosen seat. She placed Monica (the African American), Jessica (the Brunette), Amber (the redhead), and Hermina (the Latina) by her feet. Stacy and Inaba (one of the Asians) on a table she had set up on her right side. Tomiko (the other Asain) and Pat's favorite Tiffany (the other blonde) on a folding table to her left. "OK dolls, do your thing." Milly commanded. "Milly, Shawna?" Karla asked. "Oh right, she's so still forgot I had her in there. Here." Milly said. Placing Shawna and Karla on the dining room table. "So, what's up?" she asked. "Well, you know Shawna here is the daughter of the man that tried to steal me right?" Karla asked. "No, do you want me to punish her a bit for you?" Milly offered. As she spoke she hooked her toes around Hermia's legs and lifted the Latina into her foot bath. "No, thank you. She has information she is willing to share with Company security. But is worried if she did she would be taken from Micheal." Karla clarified. As she did so Milly grabbed Monica around her waist with her other set of toes and dunked that foot into the bath. She stretched her feet over the two trapped models before allowing them up. "Well you four, my feet will not wash themselves. Actually, get naked to really give them a nice scrubbing.'' Milly called down at her feet attendants. Then she looked at Karla and Shawna. "You want me to use my friendship with Gabs to guarantee this Shrunken thief tramp gets to stay here living the good life as Micheal's pet?" Milly asked. "I know I don't deserve sympathy, Mrs. Miller. But I was forced into that life by my father. I gladly accept being a Shrunken as my punishment. I will serve your son like a good little pet. I just beg you to accept I'm repentant and deserve a good home." Shawna pleaded. "What is she to you Karla?" Milly asked. "She has become a friend as unlikely as that would have seemed from how we met. She advises me about Shrunken things and has agreed to be the Security Chief in Micheal's cage. I believe she wants to correct her past mistakes. But I understand she doesn't want to lose such a wonderful home." Karla explained. "Your friend huh? OK, I'll talk to Gabs. But if she's lying. If she somehow is attempting a scam. She will become mine. And she will wish she was taken by Company Security to be their office pass around Shrunken. You understand that whatever your name is?" Milly threatened. "Yes Mrs. Miller. I promise my only scheme is to stay here and be a good Shrunken for Director Micheal and a friend to Lady Karla." Shawna promised. "It better be honey rubber." Milly noted. Karla felt good that Milly was going to help them. She was amusing herself by watching her human friend torment the models bathing her feet. Stroking them with her toes or pressing the bottom of her foot over one and sighing happily. Karla forgot how amusingly mean her owner's mother could be while interacting with Shrunken. "I don't know if she will help me." Shawna whispered into Karla's ear. Karla whispered back, "She said she would. Milly has no need to lie to us." "Oh shoot." Milly suddenly spoke. Karla asked. "Oh, I didn't bring any of my boys down to suck on. Was looking forward on making that Carlos one pant excitedly." Milly explained. "I would be willing to allow you to suck on me." Shawna offered. "Nice try. But you'll have to get on my good side another way. Micheal doesn't like us using his pets without asking. Besides you don't have what I find relaxing to make flop around with my tongue." Milly dismissed the offer. "You’re enjoying their work?" Karla asked. "Yeah, and they haven't even begun on my toe nails yet. Wish I had access to a Doll tube. My feet could use a little fellow wash down." Milly sighed her preference. Mauling both Jessica and Amber with her wet toes. "Well endowed ones might even enjoy scrubbing between my toes." she added, pulling the two under the water. Letting them go to bob back up. "Could you buy a tube? Are they something you need special permission to have?" Karla asked. "We could, but they are expensive. Use a lot of power, that's why Pat and Tanya keep the models at this size. Besides the fact they are more helpful for crafting and such." Milly explained. "Maybe a suggestion as a Christmas gift from Howard?" Karla advised. "You naughty girl. Now I'm thinking about that idea and liking it." Milly hummed. Her big toes pressed between toned thighs. They rubbed a little at Amber and Jessica's womanhoods. But she stopped saying, "Yeah, liking that idea. Boy foot bath." "How was shopping?" Karla asked. Found a few cute things. Remind me when you're going to be Full sized again. I have some more clothes for you. Little more relaxed and public outfits." Milly answered. "I have so many clothes now." Karla responded. "What else can I buy you sweetheart? Books or trinkets you would like to have?" Milly offered. "I don't know. I'm fairly spoiled now." Karla felt embarrassed of such talk in front of Shawna who only had a handful of revealing outfits. "Pashaw, you are worth it. Next time, you're coming too. I want more time with both my girls." Milly demanded. "I'm looking forward to it." Karla accepted. "Hairdresser." Milly noted. "You want a haircut?" Karla was confused. "No, I noticed the other day some of our girls are not as blonde as they were when we first caught them. All asked what we would like for additional buildings. A Hairdressing salon would be good. Then if Howard goes through a bubble gum colored hair phase, then the Shrunken could do that for him." Milly said. Karla wondered how many of Micheal's catches were losing their applied colors. Though just the thought of a hair appointment would be nice. It has been a while since her last trim. Looking she could see where her ends were a touch dry. "Yeah, that would be nice." Karla agreed. "I'll talk to Gabs then make an appointment." Milly noted. "Appointment?" Karla asked. "Hair, I see you looking. Just us three Miller ladies. Coffee afterward maybe." Milly answered. "We are just to be Full sized for work and Special occasions." Karla reminded her human friend. "Let me handle that. OK pretties, time to dry my toes." Milly lifted her feet onto a folded bath towel. The Doll sized ladies climbed out and grabbed some Standard sized towels to start wiping the excess water from Milly's feet. The towels looked more like hand towels in the Doll-sized Shrunken's hands. "Micheal has some hair stylists from that photo shoot they found. At least they could look after the other girls." Karla noted. "Wonder if they could Input that into a Shrunken. Sure they would have to practice to get the physical aspects down. Wonder what that would cost?" Milly said thinking allowed. Toes grabbed Hermina and Monica and were kneading their shapely bodies. Karla snickered and advised, "They might work faster if you stopped pinning them down like that." Milly snickered back and rebutted, "But they feel so good to massage my feet with. Part of the fun of Shrunken tending your feet. I'll add that to future activities we'll have to share in the future." "You really are their favorite aren't you?" Shawna asked. "Did either of us say you should talk?" Milly grumbled. "No, sorry Mrs. Miller." Shawna cowed to the human woman. "She has the obedient Shrunken act down." Milly teased. "She has accepted her punishment, right Shawna?" Karla praised her new friend. "Yes Lady Karla." Shawna gave her a short reply. "So, you make any other new friends, Lady Karla?" Milly asked. A group that Josie and I have determined to be the leaders in the cage for Micheal." Karla advised. "Karla you spoil that boy." Milly teased. "He spoils me." Karla sighed back. "Speaking of, how are the bunnies?" Milly asked. "Adorable. Three let anyone look after them. But Patches only likes me and a few other girls." Karla sang out happily. Milly joked back. But he's not that type of rabbit." Karla responded. "Good, but I still advise against you wearing your sexy bunny outfit around him." Milly teased. "Yes mom." Karla played along. Milly stopped tormenting the models and allowed them to get on with her pedicure. She was quiet for a short while. Then she sighed, "What to make for supper?" "Maybe order something." Karla suggested seeing her friend so relaxed. "Did that last night remember, Pizza." Milly stated. "So, Chinese tonight then?" Karla suggested. "You're an expensive pet Karla Miller." Milly playfully complained. Adding, "Burgers, I want burger and onion rings. I'll text Howard, oh. Are you ladies done with my fingers?" "Just finishing painting them." Inaba advised from Milly’s hand. "I'll text him. What does Micheal like?" Karla offered. "Just tell him I want burger and onion rings. He'll know what to get." Milly explained. Karla replied as she typed. "What did I do before we had you and Josie around?" Milly asked. "How often were your nails being done by Doll sized models before Micheal collected me?" Now was Karla time to tease. "Good point." Milly agreed. "Oh there you are." Micheal noted. "Micheal!" Karla cheered and ran to the closer side of the table like a silly girl. But his brightened smile made the embarrassment from her own reaction melt away. His mighty fingers wrapped around her and lifted her to his towering face. A nuzzle and face kiss followed. She relished this and returned a kiss to his bottom lip. He held her close to his face. Where she couldn't help but rub herself along like a happy kitten. "Why's that one here?" he asked, looking at Shawna. "She wants to tell security about other criminals but is worried they might take her away from you." Milly frankly answered. "Oh, yeah they might. Hope not, Karla is beginning to like her." He replied bluntly. "Burgers for supper." Milly advised. "Cool." he showed more interest in that. "Take this one to your room and allow Karla to wear something less distracting before your father gets home." Milly snickered. "OK." he said, grabbing Shawna. Karla slipped onto his shoulder. He traveled up to their room. Shawna was placed in the cage room. He took her off his shoulder. Karla posed herself to appeal to her handsome giant and purred, "You need a little attention before I change?" "No thank you. I played with Grace and that other one before I came down, sorry. Did you want a little attention?" he offered back. "No, I'll wait till later." she cooed. She could see he was thinking about doing something fun. She fought her want to let him and said, "I should dress. After Battle Jumpers when you're playing with the models. They please you, you please me." "OK, but I could quickly." he started. She had to interrupt him. What she expected him to offer would be really hard to resist. "I plan on dressing for Battle Jumpers." "Your Ezzie costume?" he gasped excitedly. But I'll need help getting it off my body afterward." she teased. He just nodded gleefully. "But I should dress for supper." She reminded him. His eyes told her he was already undressing that stretched bodysuit off her in his mind. "Right sorry." and he slipped her into her closet cage. "Your outfit from this morning is on the bed. I'll be right back." he advised. Karla watched her titan teen step back. She clearly had a hard effect on him still. He left, likely to splash cold water in his own face. Her jeans and blouse would do for supper. She was well dressed by the time Micheal returned. Down stairs Milly had the models washing the in kitchen sink. Micheal grabbed them washcloths to dry off. They took them up to their rooms. Micheal made them a little area in his tub to wait for his return. A water bottle and some pellets. He left them with the simple instruction, "Cheerleaders." and left. Howard returned with burgers and such. Micheal accepted his burger. Karla got a bite of the patty and a small onion ring. They were given a review of the action comedy Howard and the guys had seen. They ate fast tonight. Looked to Karla like they had more pressing interests waiting for them. Cleanup and Micheal held her in his hand as he ran up the stairs. She could tell her Micheal was a randy giant. He was on his way to collect the guests when his watch went off. "Micheal, can we chat before playing Battle Jumpers? " was the request from Chrissy. Karla could see his debate as he looked at the tub then at the message. Sighing, he went to his room and grabbed his tablet. "Did you need help getting changed?" he asked as he slipped her into the cage. "Yes please." she noted. "OK one sec." and he typed his response to Chrissy and entered the room. He came back with Donna and Gabriel. He had just put them in with her when Karla heard the phone noise from the device. "Hello Chrissy, I miss you." he said and began walking away. Likely to prepare things as they talked. "Can you two help me get into my Battle Jumper costume?" Karla asked the busty pair. They clearly didn't understand why she would need help. They nodded in understanding when Karla showed what she was referring to. Karla pushed her foot down the leg. Then the other. Then the two literally stretched the form-fitting bodysuit over Karla's form. It was almost comical how it looked to grow four times its size over Karla's body. But the suit felt like a second skin. Silky and breathed well, Mightlore was an amazing material. They helped her climb into the thigh high boots that came with the painted on costume. She pulled on the soft gloves but decided against the helmet. "Hold still, let me comb out your hair." Gabriel requested. "I'm surprised this thing isn't more staticy." Donna advised. "Mightlore. Another amazing secret invention from the Company." Karla advised. "I don't think I'd be as comfortable with something so form fitting." Donna noted. "Why not, you have such a lovely figure." Karla cooed. Then she saw the reaction. She had slipped into Lady Karla mode. Well it was true. Karla was already planning Ezzie or similar outfits for many of Micheal's pets. "Yeah, I think the next expansion will be great for us to practice with. Though I wish we could practice as a group. Remote’s controls are different from the game’s controls." Micheal said. Then he stopped and gushed out, "Oh yeah." "What is it Micheal?" Chrissy's voice asked. "Oh, sorry. Karla dressed as Ezzie to play tonight." he confessed. Why?" was Chrissy's response. "Cause she wanted too." he was clearly confused. His hand opened the cage. "I don't think she's dressed like that for Battle Jumpers." Chrissy understood clearly. Micheal's thumb and index stroked along Karla's body. The Mightlore covering allowed her to feel his every stroke like she was naked. She had to distract him or she would be hugging his joystick sooner then they had planned to. "My tablet is by the bed Micheal." Karla tried to not sound aroused. She failed. "Just grab her tablet and set her down. We are supposed to play with Chris and Sandy soon you silly guy." Chrissy commanded. "Right." he replied. He was clearly excited too. Karla was slipped onto the couch. She tried to hide her disappointment. Tablet placed on the couch beside her. She took the tablet and placed it leaning on the arm and activated the resizing. She walked away as it grew to a usable size for playing the game. Micheal brought out the Models. Karla found it amusing he wanted a small squad of cheerleaders to cheer him on while he played a video game with his friends. He sat down and she sat and leaned her back on his leg. He handed her a Shrunken sized controller, holding it with her gloves felt wrong. So she took them off. They were greeted by the gang as they logged in. The first few games were more tag and drag events to give Sandy more practice. They then switched four on four games among themselves. With random game types and teams. Karla was starting to really enjoy this silly cartoon robot riding battle game. They finished another game. Chris sighs and says, "Well guys, it's late for me." "I also have to go to bed soon. Up early to start another batch." Chrissy announced. "Chris, can we have a quick talk." Sandy pleads. "I would like that." the boy replied. "Night guys, talk soon." Sandy replied. "Yeah, soon we'll have Treasure and Towers to play." Chris signed off. "Night Micheal. You keep our boy happy Karla." Chrissy added. "Night Chrissy, talk to you in a couple days." Micheal stated. Then it was just the two of them. Karla signed off and gave her controller to the giant waiting hand. She watched him take both their devices to the chargers. She rolled onto her knees and waited for him to return. It was a short wait as he scooped his hand in behind her and soon she rose to his smiling face. His other hand came to visit. Index stroked her cheek. Then his powerful fingers traveled over her Mightlore skin. She could feel him restraining his devastating might. His colossal touches found her breasts and along her sides. Hooked around her ass and traced her legs. He could easily dominate her tiny form, touch her as he wanted. Not that she was even thinking of resisting his mighty affection. That magical fabric translated his every brush of her body directly to her. He playfully pushed her over. Fingers painted down her entire body. He took her leg. Thumb teased her upper inner thigh. He smiled at her so arousingly. Then his thumb nail hooked her boot's zipper. They both giggled in eager want as he opened that binding. Fingers hooked over the top of the footwear and slipped it off her foot. Feeling her leg the whole way down. He dropped it on the couch and took her other leg in his titan grasp. Index finger pressed directly against her womanhood. He wiggled it slightly, but to her it was a vigorous sensation of his power. It was just a tease though as he moved his touch. Karla gasped as she watched that digit unzip her little thigh high boot. He grabbed the boot and playfully wiggled it off her leg. Leaving it to join it's pair. Karla held her arms back expecting her bodysuit's zipper to be next. He covered her with his stripping hand and sandwiched her between his giant hands. Held just tight enough she felt trapped, helpless. But loose enough she could arch and press into her grasping cage. Slowly the top hand slid down. Massive finger tips caressed her face. They traveled to knead her breasts. He was toying with her. Showing that he owned her due to his immense size. And Karla savored every second of being his living toy. As the top hand touched down along her body. The fingers of her palm bed coiled over and took over, kissing her face. Took over touching her chest. He snickered as he pressed down on her mounds, could he possibly feel her tiny excited nipples. The way he rolled his touches seemed to say he could. His other fingers captured her legs. They stroked her limbs up and down. Every curve and contour was open to his titan touch. His thumb wanting it's own area to feel pressed against her ass. The way the Mightlore covered there, he had his choice of cheek to fondle, so he took both. Karla was so aroused. Her titan teen was making love to her whole body at once. In her stimulated brain the amusing fact that she would have to put this bodysuit in the laundry even though she only wore it for a few hours wandered through. As she excitedly gasped for air she wondered why she still wore it anyway. Not that it stopped him from feeling her into a delirious delight. Suddenly he stopped. She looked up at his sweet face wondering why. "Guess we should go to the bedroom." he panted. Karla liked the fact that wrestling her to sensual submission was working him up so much he panted for breath. She was about to agree with him when she was brought to his mouth. That cheeky boy pressed his tongue over the front of her calves and tasted the whole front of her body. He pressed firm enough to conform to her body. She owed the creator of Mightlore a big thank you. He turned and said, "Oh yeah, them." Karla laughed, she too forgotten about the models on the coffee table while he played with his erotic action figure. Karla was placed on his shoulder. She crawled to his neck and pressed to it. Nuzzling and kissing his skin. Rubbing both hands and body to that warm living wall. She was vaguely aware he bowed carefully down and pinned the five Dolls between his two titan hands. They made sounds of discomfort as he lifted. But to Karla it was the music of her sweet Micheal's power over them all. He walked into the bedroom and placed them on the bed. Stacy waved them into a huddle. Karla wondered what they were planning when her titan lifted her from her perch and down softly to her pillow throne. She had a front row seat to watch her Micheal pull his shirt off. Then he undid his pants. His underwear strained to contain his well awake Behemoth. He pushed off his underwear and that thick pillar hovered just over their bed. Suddenly the models cheered and ran gaggling towards his erection. Tops and bras flew here and there as they traveled as best they could on the soft surface. Karla could see it was an act. It was just for show, Jessica barely hid her reluctance to fondle a giant teen's cock. But five Doll sized beauties pressing their chests along his shaft while licking and kissing that sensitive skin kept Micheal from seeing they were just playing a part. He adorably gasped, "Ah oh yeah!" There he stood. Allowing the models to enjoy his all they could fondle cock buffet. Karla sighed, with that crowd grinding his erection she would be forgotten. She did like the fact that she was allowed to stay with him for his fun, however. A powerful grasp crashed around her. She was suddenly raising a touch too quickly for her stomach. She stopped and was again sandwiched between her owner's hands. Lustfully he massaged her from face to her calves. The rush of his might and size suddenly focused all over her body was electric. Her body trembled from his lightning affection. "Move, I'm getting on my bed." he growled so delightfully commanding. The Doll playthings slipped to one side. Held in one fondling hand Karla felt him climb onto the bed. Soon he was on his back. Karla held tightly in one hand so she was displayed above his face. His tongue licking his lips was so promising. His massive free hand tracked her contours. Thighs got rubbed. Breasts rolled. Face caressed. Vagina teased. She was pinned and helpless the whole time. Oh she loved how he knew what turned her on. He suddenly jumped and hummed. His expression told Karla the models were doing what they were borrowed for. She wondered if that meant she was just to have her body-suited form fondled till they got him off. That was a wonderful idea. He lowered her to his face and draped her over his nose. Karla was freed to begin showing her love to his face. Kissing and grinding along that center feature. A roll of her hips caused her aroused pussy to rub along the top edge of his nose. Causing a wonderful sensation through that magical material. She vigorously humped at the tip of his nose as she rubbed along its length. Then his fingers came back. He allowed her to keep loving his nose. He just added more overwhelming sensations all over her body as she humped his features. It felt amazing to be making love to him, but just short of what she needed to climax. Her torso was lifted. Her hips could still grind however. A dominating finger pushed open her zipper. Two fingers hooked under the opening. With those digits he undid what took her and two other Shrunken to accomplish. With no effort she was peeled out of that stretched body covering. Leaving her naked and at his lustful mercies. He placed her back over his nose and she danced her bare skin along his. Nothing could beat her skin along his skin. Something strong grabbed her ankles. Helplessly she was dragged along and over his nose. Suddenly a warm wet textured wall caught her ass. She was sucked down and lips hugged her waist in a loving mammoth kiss. That textured wall now pressed to her dripping womanhood. It stroked as that perfect giant hummed at the favor he made her. That was all she needed. She had gotten so close to exploding in passion, but could not complete the connection. With one vibrating lick Micheal flipped her switch. Her legs pointed along his cheeks as she arched her chest out. Oh sounds blasted from deep within her. As she was taken over by the sensations, that towering teen took advantage. He continued to savor her womanhood. But now those goliath hands returned. Her body's reaction left her easy to touch. Oh and he touched. He loved her over and over. She couldn't account for all the contacts. She was drowning in his affection. Oh how easy he had her reaching her peak. Possibly because he didn't give her a breath of time to recover. Just a constant enjoyment of her tiny body. Lapping firmly along her pussy, fingertips rolling her alert nipples, fingers stroking her legs, and kissing her face with his digits. How long he made her dance in his mouth was lost to her. Her mind was too fogged with sensation to track her climaxes. All she knew was it was suddenly done. He lifted her onto his face and let her lay there. Patting her gently. She gasped like she had forgotten how to breath for a short period. Karla had to bit her lip not to pass out from her erotic exhaustion. He lifted her and shifted to a seating position. The model's first notice he was going to move was when he moved. They let off startled screams and tumbled somewhat. Karla couldn't help but snicker. He placed her on his shoulder. She was too worn out from being the center of his attention to sit. She just draped herself along his shoulder to watch him finish playing. The models at some point had taken off their skirts and panties. Five naked dolls were giving her Micheal's cock the affection it deserved. His hands felt up one then another. Sometimes he would press one to his shaft and slide her up and down a bit. He sighed and stated, "It's getting late, which one?" "Which one for what?" Karla weakly gasped. He reached up and stroked her body lovingly. "Which one do I cum into?" he clarified. Karla couldn't resist this invitation. "I rather see your thick cum over one of their faces." "Oh, that would be Hot! Which one?" he offered. Karla hummed out, "Inaba." "That one is?" he requested. "Asian on the right." she sighed. "Oh yeah, good choice." Micheal praised. He grabbed the Asian and knelt her down. Pinning Stacy and Tiffany to his shaft, he moved Jessica and Tomiko to one side. He gasped as he pumped the shapely blonde dolls along his shaft. His tip jiggled before that Asian beauty. She sat calmly, eyes closed and mouth open. She knew what he would want to see. "Say something." Micheal begged. "Oh Micheal, that pretty face dripping in your thick cum." was all Karla needed to suggest and his shiver told her it was about to happen. She hoped he wouldn't need her to encourage him every time or his furture sex life would be even stranger then it would already be. A glob burst over those exquisite features. Coating that gorgeous face. Load after load sprayed into his target. It oozed and dripped over her perky doll sized b-cups. Glazing her figure from there. He sat back gasping. A hand affectionately warming Karla's skin. "Liked that?" he asked after a short rest. "Yes Micheal. You know I always do." She praised her towering teen. "Guess we should clean up and get to bed." he sighed. "Yes Micheal. Work in the morning." she sighed as well. He scooped up Inaba and walked to the bathroom. He started the water and made it a pleasant temperature. Leaving Karla and the Asian, he left. Likely to gather the others to freshen up for bed. Karla didn't feel bad. She had wanted to see those features dripping in her Micheal's released pleasure all day. That's why she was here after all. But she figured it was at least polite to say, "I'm sorry he cam over your face. I had to pick one of you." "That's OK. Better this then it ejaculated down my throat." the Asian Doll replied. Then returned to attempting to free her features of Micheal's load. He returned and they all freshened up for bed. Micheal brought them all back to the room. Stacy and Tomiko started to help Inaba dry her hair. He put on some shorts to sleep in and laid down. The Models all picked out patches of chest to sleep on while Micheal placed Karla on his face. Not that she expected to sleep there. Just nice to cuddle there before bed. He sleepily said, "Night my Special Karla." "Micheal, are you really going to be able to sleep with me on your face?" Karla asked. Groggily he mumbled, "Oh sorry." His hand raised up. She expected to be moved, but it blanketed over her. "Better." he murmured, "Yes, night my Special Micheal.'' Karla surrendered. But from his breathing, he was already sleeping. She curled along his nose. It was warm and comfortable, but she worried if she could sleep here. She didn't worry long. - HentaiHunter1 - Shrink Master - Posts: 396 - Joined: Thu Jul 23, 2020 4:44 am - Gender: - Contact: Ch 24A: The Tourists. Home Life Oh well, I hope you all enjoy. Chapter 24A (M/f)*2 Half-sized sw Karla stretched along Micheal's face. Nuzzling to the smooth skin along his nose. She stroked her hand along the ridge while kissing her sweet giant. His alarm would go off soon. She was hoping to give him a warmer wake up call. She slipped under his fingers and straddled his center feature. Kisses continued now spiced with full body strokes to his nose. She remembered how nice the ridge felt along her womanhood. Karla's hips soon pumped her hard along that path. It felt so nice. She arched herself to give more pressure below. Soon she sat balanced on her hands while her hips grind his nose hard. Her breath came out in loud gasps. Suddenly a giant hand grabbed around her tiny form like a cruel fist. Pinning her arms tight to her torso. He lifted, taunting her with, "Well, what do we have here?" His tone was wonderfully mean giant. "Oh please Mr. Giant. I'm just a little helpless woman who couldn't resist loving your handsome face." Karla playfully pleaded. "Well if that's the case my little pretty, how about this?" he rumbled so sexy. He lowered her just above his mouth. The tip of his tongue teased her. Just slight touches to her wanting womanhood. Barely licks that made her blood rush. "Oh, please don't be cruel Mr. Giant. Give me a real tasting." Karla begged. "But there are other pretties in my bed. What should they be doing?" he offered her more fun. Her mind raced, then a fun idea. "You mean those ladies camping on your land?" she suggested. "Oh yeah." he agreed. He rose and the dolls awoke to tumble along his bed. Micheal carried her to some shelves. He looked at the Shrunken tents. Then at her. "Need both my hands." her titan advised. He turned her so she looked towards the floor. He tormented by brushing his lips over her thighs and ass. He was being a perfect horrible monster. She loved it. His lips did grab her firmly around her waist. His body kiss was tighter than normal making her legs spread wide. Then his tongue poked her. It slipped away only to wiggle over and go again. Her pussy was spread open for him to savor. Instead he was savoring tormenting her. When did her Micheal become such a wonderful cruel giant? He gathered three of his tents as he made her vagina cry with desire. Over to the bed giving her just hints of him tasting her. Karla wasn't sure which she liked more, this torment or him kissing immediately. He locked the tents as those pretty dolls looked confused. He grabbed Inaba by her ankles and slipped her into the first tent. Tomiko over her head and fit her in. The Dolls looked crowded in the tiny fabric building. He zippered them inside. Jessica was grabbed around her chest. Breasts rolled under his powerful fingers as the Brunette was stuffed into the second tent. Tiffany's legs were scooped out from under her. His fingers pressed her ass as his thumb grinds between her thighs. It looked as if she liked it. But he trapped her in the second tent too. Zippered to hold them in. Stacy was pinned to the bed. Micheal slowly curled his fingers around the pretty blonde mini model. That shapely form was encased in the end tent before he zipped her in. He smiled around Karla. Karla looked into the tents. The models looked confused as to why this teen giant trapped them in the play camping structures. He unzipped the first tent and folded over the flaps. "Oh my!" one of the Asian lovelies cried out as his cock began to enter. Karla watched eagerly. Standard Shrunken got pinned to the wall as his shaft filled one of those tents. The Doll sized playthings were firmly pinned. Perfectly outlined in the Mightlore sides. Clearly wrapped tightly around his girth. He unzipped the back door and set the flaps before poking his tip out. Karla watched the second tent. They were clearly confused at what he was doing that made their friends call out then become muffled. As Micheal opened their front door it became clear to the shapely living sex puppets. "No, you have to be kidding." Jessica growled. He pressed in to show he was not joking. His broad tip pushed them aside and into the side walls like their Asian friends. He gave his cock a little wiggle and laughed around Karla like a tyrant. Karla loved her Micheal. He freed his tip. The last tent was made usable. Stacy backed away as his cock began to join her. She looked to realize too late this was a bad idea. Soon his tip was capped by the doll sized blonde pinned to the end wall. He pressed his full length into the three tents. Karla was suddenly pressed by the tip of his tongue. Then he gave a hum of great pleasure. Karla's body shuttered from this sensation. Now his tongue began slowly tasting her. His hips slow pumped his Behemoth on and out of those little delightful sex cages. He pulled back just enough to keep Stacy pinned in her tent. The other four were trapped by his girth. Shapely outlines wiggled with his movement. Then he leaned over. His tongue began tasting her firm and frequently. He grunted around Karla’s little form as his hips fucked those five lovelies quick and hard. Karla was being tasted to her limit. His tongue was well savoring her pussy. But she was also front row to his easily dominating the Doll sized beauties. Five helpless women made to pleasure her titan. Trapped by his manhood and power. She sang the sounds of organism. As her own pleasure roared through her pocket sized body. He pressed Stacy firmly into that Mightlore wall and let loose. Thick white fluid soon filled the top window. He stood there for a minute. His breath rushed around Karla's body. She had a satisfied titan. She wished they had time to cuddle. His watch went off and he stood up straight. This pulled his penis back. From the sounds of Stacy's coughing, that was a good thing. Karla found his hand hugging gently around her spent form. She was now sitting in his palm as his handsome satisfied smile looked at her. "That was fun. Thanks Karla." he praised. "It is my duty to make my owner a happy boy." she cooed back. "Oh you do.'' he sang back. His face pressed her back. Colossal lips gave sweet pecks to her face and chest. She kissed her sweet giant back. He pulled his face back slightly. Karla could still stroke at his skin. "Guess we should clean up and get ready for work." Karla sat up and stroked her face along his cheek. "I think you're right." she sighed. He slipped her onto his shoulder. She stretched out. Looked like she was going to get to cuddle him after all. He pulled out the first four models and lifted them by their legs. He looked at the dripping Stacy and commanded, "Stay in your tent." He walked to the bathroom carrying the four dolls like caught fish. He placed the four into the bottom of the tub. Flipped down a shelf and moved them to that. He walked back to the bedroom. He detached the tent and lifted it with Stacy inside. As he carried it toward the bathroom he giggled and swirled the tent. Making Stacy roll in his cum. He leaned down and commanded, "Climb out." Stacy slipped out of the tent. Her gorgeous body was coated head to toe in Micheal's released pleasure. He lifted the tent and poured the remaining semen over the other four models. They got speckled with his seed. He turned on the water and flooded the fabric bag. Pouring that over their toy guests. He did that a few more times till he was happy that he had it rinsed out. He activated the shower. The girl yelped as the unheated water burst out. Micheal waited till it was up to temperature to place Karla on her shelf. Then he stepped in with them. Micheal leaned his face close. His finger traced down her side. "Did you enjoy that?" he purred. Karla leaned close and kissed the tip of his nose. "So much. That was perfect. You were such a sexy giant." She praised her titan. "It was all for you." he whispered delightfully. They showered together. Micheal offered soaps and conditioner to the models. Karla admires her owner's tall form. How he towers over the models. His mighty size dominates the tiny chamber. How his towering mass makes her heart pound. He shuts off the water. Then gives her a cloth to dry off as he dries himself. He gifts the models with a cloth each. Karla noticed the dolls sneaking peeks at his thick manhood as it dangled just above their heads. It's long mass enough for them to wrap around and pleasure. Sadly he had getting ready for work on his mind. Karla is carried to her cage and slipped into it. He steps into the Shrunken room. She snickers as very tiny voices scream as the nude giant joins them. Back, he gives her Amanda and little Aoi to help her get ready. He leaves to bring his borrowed toys in to allow them clothes as well. Karla requests Aoi to bring her a business skirt outfit while Amanda does her magic with her hair. "Man he looks good out of the shower." the long haired friend purrs. "He does." Karla agrees. Then remembering why her friend was brought to her, "Could you style it in a tight bun? Actually have to work today." "You're sure that won't be too much temptation. Business skirt suit and a bun? Or were you looking to work under Director Micheal today?" Amanda teased. "I just need it out of my face. If he gives me other duties, then you'll be asked to put it in buns more often." Karla joked back. Aoi returned. White suit with a soft dark blue blouse. "Is this good Lady Karla?" the nervous Asian teen asked. "That's fine." Karla replied. Her mind wandered to imagining Micheal coating that gossipy beauties eastern features. Karla hoped to remember Aoi owed some service for her talk about the videos she saw. Servants were supposed to be tight lipped unless they were servicing. They managed to have her ready for when Micheal came to collect her. He hummed at the sight of her. He took her assistants back to the room. Then scooped her out and to her shoulder. On the bed the dolls were a mix of suggestive outfits that Micheal had not made them wear over the last couple days. He gathered them into a tub and they all traveled down to the dining room. "Morning Mike. Karla. Mom wants the models in the cage there." Howard greeted them from behind his tablet. "Morning dad." Micheal replied, moving toward the cage. The three other dolls in skimpy outfits looked uncomfortable at Karla's towering teen. He placed the five with him into the cage. Micheal sat at the table. Karla found herself placed by a smaller table on the larger one. Milly came out, "Morning all." Karla got a tiny plate with a her sized portion of scrambled eggs and a nib of sausage. Micheal and Howard began discussing what might help Micheal's team accomplish extending the teleportation technology's range. To Karla it sounded like a rambling jumbo of numbers and sound. But they clearly could speak this strange language. "So Karla, how did you sleep?" Milly asked, smiling down. "Good, you?" Karla smiled back up. "Very good." Milly cooed. Karla snickered and asked, "Had fun before bed?" "So much I think after you all leave I might have a fun little bath." Milly shared. "You'll have plenty of choices for company." Karla advised. "Or I could just enjoy the lot." Milly growl playfully. Lot of what?" Howard asked. Seemingly just catching that the ladies were discussing something. "Us, a lot of fun last night." Milly said in a teasing tone. "Oh yeah." Howard sighed. Then he looked directly at Karla and his cheeks went pink. "Yep, fun, ah huh." he added nervously lifting his tablet over his face. Breakfast had, Micheal took Karla up to their apartment to freshen up. They came back down and Micheal was getting his stuff on when Milly grabbed his shoulder. "You should get Karla a coat." she advised. "I'll be in the travel pocket. I'll be fine." Karla tried to reassure her friend. "Go get her a jacket." Milly ignored Karla. Micheal went up stairs. Milly looked down towards Karla. In a very motherly tone she informed, "It's chilly today. You young lady will need a jacket. Especially since you're not used to colder temperatures." "Yes mom." Karla submitted to the order. Karla put on the Jacket to appease Milly. Micheal slipped her into that little case on his pack strap. She figured she would just slip the Jacket off once they left the house. She even started as they walked to the car when a breeze snuck into the case. She soon zippered the jacket wondering how it was winter already. She was happy to be inside the car to shield from that horrible wind. She would need a hat for the next day outside. She pressed back, but the layers a material kept Micheal's warmth from reaching her in her little fabric cage. She would have asked to be held, but then she might be seen by the public. The top opened. Warm finger pillars blanketed over her little form. Her sweet giant noticed her plight and came to her rescue. She hugged tight to the digits. "Little cold Karla?" he said in a cruel snicker. "Yes." she chittered back best she could. "Oh you're really not going to like winter. It's not even that cold out today." he was horrible. Giggling at her nearly freezing. "Remember She's used to a warmer climate and a larger body. What our human bodies can endure will seem ten or more degrees colder to her." Howard reminded him. "Oh, so she'll need me to keep her warm." Micheal noted. "The winter clothes your mother bought her the other day will help. But yes, shelter from the wind will help too." Howard noted. They began talking Teleporters again. Karla nuzzled the warm pillars around her. Hugging two firmly and pressing to it. They picked up Chuck and the conversation switched to some local sports team. They arrived at the compound. Karla lost Micheal's fingers as they walked into the building. Inside however, she was held in his bowled hand. That receptionist stopped Howard over something. Karla rolled her eyes, if that woman threw herself at Howard any harder she likely break something. Near Micheal's office a squeal told Karla Jenna was nearby. "Oh Cutie Karla you look adorable in your tiny little jacket and suit." the purple haired older teen cooed as she approached Micheal. She bowed before them, displaying how her top buttons didn't seem to fashion across the tops of her cleavage. "Is she visiting us again today?" she purred at Micheal as she ran fingers down Karla back. "Not today. She has her job too, you know." Micheal replied. His tone was that of a distracted teen boy. "Ahhh, I like holding her. Can I go get her for lunch later? Please Micheal?" Jenna pleaded in a wanting tone that would melt many that were attracted to the feminine form. Her wiggle and pulling back of her shoulders just made it more pleasant. Karla worried she might become too much for Micheal to resist. "Sure, but for now we should get to work." was Micheal's shuttered reply. He turned to Chuck. Karla found herself being handed over. "Take good care of her please." "Sure Micheal." the older man replied. They parted ways. Karla marveled at this strange world again. Anywhere else Micheal would be crushing on Jenna and she would be trying to downplay or outright avoid his attention. Here Jenna fell in behind Micheal like he was a rock star. Praising his care of his pet like he cured cancer. She needed to warn Chrissy about that girl somehow. Karla huffed. She needed to watch that girl. Jenna had distracted Micheal from giving her a goodbye kiss. "You OK Karla?" Chuck sweetly asked. Karla sighed. "Just didn't get to say goodbye to Micheal." she confessed. "He was a bit distracted. Don't worry I'm sure he'll make it up to you later." Chuck reassured her. Karla hoped he was right. Replying with her second worry, "I'm worried he might forget he has a girlfriend." Chuck snickered. "From what I've seen I would say he doesn't realize she's trying to flirt. He likely thinks that Jenna talks to everyone like that. He is oddly both observant and ignorant about people." "Now I wonder if I should explain what she's doing?" Karla asked. "I wouldn't. Likely once he learned why she bends like that before him. The more likely he'll slip up." Chuck advised. "That sadly makes sense." Karla agreed. As long as Micheal just thought Jenna talked pretty he wouldn’t be tempted. But if he knew she was all coos and arched her figure to gain his attention, he might accept Jenna's attention. After all, Micheal accepted Karla's attention when she sweet talked and curved her body. But he knows she is looking for attention at those times. They got into her department area. She was happy to see it was no longer Storage Hall 8. It now said, Grant-Miller Liaison Offices. Chuck made her half sized for her to work. She wondered as she walked to her personal office if she really needed to be adjusted even at the office. All she really needed was her tablet to connect to the dock on her desk. She climbed, literally, into her office seat. She wiggled her chair closer to the desk. Kicking her feet like a kid sitting in daddy's chair. She turned on and logged into her tablet. Karla placed it in the dock and files began downloading. As she watched she remembered she could just log into the Company cloud on the overlay and gain these files. She didn't even have to come into the office to work. Then she peeked out the window while the files loaded. There across the way was Micheal. In his lab coat, writing gibberish on a white board. He looked so smart and handsome. Yeah, she needed to be in the office from time to time. Reports were getting filed as she wondered if she could get a jump on the paperwork for when the sights began to open. She sipped at the coffee Chuck had brought her as she daydreamed about the cute scientist across the way. The morning was flowing smoothly. A knock at her door and Chuck announced himself in an odd tone, "Karla." She looked up. The usually smiling man looked concerned. A man and woman both in flattering dark gray suits stood behind him. "Yes Chuck?" she wondered what was happening. "These two are here to escort you to one of the conference rooms." he explained. Karla asked. "Miller Shrunken, I am Agent Parin, this is Agent Doucet of Company Security. Come with us now. Your owner will be there as well." the man stated. "Should I bring my Tablet?" Karla asked. "No need." the woman advised. Karla climbed down and walked over. The man lead and the woman followed so Karla was between them. They walked for a bit then stopped. THe man sighed and waved over a man in a lab coat. "Conference room twelve, this way?" he asked. Karla understood, this place was a maze to anyone not used to navigating it. "Kind of, go till you reach the second hall on your left. Down there take the set of stairs on the right. Turn right one floor up and you'll reach the conference rooms area. Number on the door." the man explained. They found the room. Inside was a small group of ladies ranging from Just older than Micheal to about Howard's age. They were dressed for the different jobs at the compound. All lovely and confused. Karla knew none of them. The room itself was like a small theater. Chair rows lowered from where they entered. Before the seats was a small stage. "Oh Cutie Karla!" came from behind her. "I'll take her to her owner." Jenna explained to the two security agents. Karla found herself lifted off her feet. Pressed to Jenna's side and carried like a small child. Karla attempted a simple reasoning, "Jenna, I can walk on my own." "Oh you're so adorably independent." Jenna's tone was like she was talking to a baby animal. Jenna nuzzled Karla with her face while she noted, "Who can walk? You can, yes Cutie Karla can walk." Jenna reached the front of the conference room. Micheal and the rest of his team were sitting there. Howard was on the stage. Karla saw a seat Micheal had placed his jacket on. Likely for her to sit beside him. "Oh, good you found Karla. Here she can go." he confirmed Karla's hope as he moved his jacket. Jenna slipped right into the seat and coiled Karla's legs across her lap. "She looked so confused. Weren't you Cutie Karla. But I saved you, you just adorable Shrunken." Jenna advised Micheal as Karla found her nose rubbed by Jenna's nose. Micheal gave an amused smile. "She can sit on her own," he explained. "But then she might not be able to see all the way up on the stage." Jenna started. Karla felt the woman arch her torso. Karla found her face pressed on to the tops of two smooth firm mounds. Jenna's long fingers stroked her hair. "Besides, I'm nervous about this meeting. You don't mind if I cuddle Karla to ease myself, do you?" she whimpered in a tone Karla knew Micheal liked. The way Jenna had her smaller form cuddled, Karla could envision how it would look from Micheal's view. "OK." he sighed. Karla could see he was lost in the image of her wrapped in Jenna's shapely form. Possibly his imagination having them doing more than this suggestive cuddle. Karla worried for Chrissy so far away. A voice called for everyone to sit. A mousey looking man was on the stage. He looked uncomfortable on the stage. Howard was to the side of the stage looking disturbed. "Everyone please, the sooner you sit the sooner we can get everything cleared up." The man calls out. Karla looked at the small group in the seats behind them. There must have been a little over twenty in the audience. Besides Micheal and Dr. Evans, they were all women. "OK everyone, I am Agent Emanual Trites. I am an investigator for Company Security. As you may have heard Dr. Theodore Peters no longer works here. He was let go after unacceptable actions on this campus. He was scheduled for processing and reassignment on Friday. I know, this isn't usually information that is to be shared. But there is a snag. Dr. Peters didn't come in for processing." The room murmured nervously. Karla found herself hugged by Jenna. Agent Trites continued, "Due to him not being labeled a risk he was not tracked. Once it was determined he was not ill or injured a deeper investigation began. At this time, if Dr. Peters contacts any of you for any reason we ask that you contact Security. To aid in this you each will personally be issued a summing device." The crowd mumbled among themselves for a moment. Karla watched the man on stage. She figured he had stage fright from how he kept compressing himself. From his expression it wasn't the information he was sharing that made him uncomfortable. It was being the subject of the crowd’s focus while on the raised platform. Sadly that clear jittery movements translated to others as fear of his message and made them more frightful. He cleared his throat and the group settled some. "You have been brought here, explained this, and provided the Summoner due to information we discovered in Dr. Peters' apartment. We feel you are unlikely to be contacted. But caution is better in our minds than hope. As for hope, we are hoping Dr. Peters is under some sort of misunderstanding and will turn himself in to Company Security on his own. We will keep you informed if he is found and contained." The man took a deep breath and clearly did what was kin to cutting off his own hand, "Any questions?" "Why us? Why did you think we should have Summoners after what you discovered in Teddy's apartment." a girl younger than Jenna requested. "Notes in his files in the apartment indicate he has interests in each of you. Since his history shows he acts on such interests. We wanted to make sure no negative results happen because of that." the man replied. "He's Company, why are you not tracking his chip?" a woman in her twenties asked. "Seems he managed to make a device that scrambles the signal. As a result we are monitoring your signals for interruptions." he answered. "So we get tracked and our privacy ruined because you couldn't handle a nerdy pervert." a woman proximity in her early twenties requested. "Just for the moment, a few days at the most. The information we do have indicates he has left town. We just want to make sure your safety. If any of you think you might have information that would decrease this situation please go talk to one of the Security personnel here today." the man stated. "What's his plans?" a mid-teen looking girl asked. "We don't have any definite on that at the moment." Agent Trites replied. "So this is just to tell us a dangerous pervert is roaming about. And we are on his want list?" a lady looking to be about thirty asked. "We can't say he's dangerous. And all we have is that you are of interest to him. But from what we have it's likely only a passing interest that will be forgotten if he's attempting to avoid Security." Agent Trites reasoned. "We know he tried to rape one of his team mates. How is that not dangerous? Or is that more of the logic that had him not being tracked after he was fired?" the woman countered. "The investigation is still ongoing. Since it is not complete, we can't say he's dangerous. Just diluted. Why he wasn't tracked is part of that investigation. Since this will likely just start to circle at this point I would like to ask Dr. Micheal Miller's team to stay. Everyone else is dismissed. I am hopeful this is just us being overly cautious. Remember if Dr. Peters contacts you, let us know right away. Good day." The security man firmly stated. A few questions we fired at him. They did focus on Teddy's threat level and the likelihood of them being caught in it. He simply blocked with replies that equaled, "Still Investigating." Soon the ladies were escorted from the room. Fear of what might be being displayed as anger at others lack of vision. Once the rest of the ladies were gone, Agent Trites climbed off the stage and stood before Micheal's team. Howard and another man followed. The man behind Howard was a towering muscled man. Looking every bit the bodyguard to Howard's client. "OK, you should know due to what we found we feel you all are of more importance to Dr. Peters. Therefore you will notice you have a Security team following you for the next few days. Shorter if we find Dr. Peters." the Agent explained. "So Dr. Peters was able to assemble a chip scrambler with over the counter tech?" Dr. Evans asked in a tone that told Karla that was unlikely. The Agent looked at Howard. Howard nodded and flashed a glare at the big man behind him. Trites turned back and sighed before explaining, "From the data Inputted and his own technology ingenuity, it is likely he could. Though we have evidence that he smuggled out Company tech of a sensitive nature. And he likely used some of that to cover his signal." Micheal looked at his dad, "What else did he take? I kept an inventory of my department." "He didn't take anything from our department Dr. Miller. I know, as you had me doing a back up inventory." Dr. Evans backed Micheal. "It looks like he used certain people's discomfort at his presence to nick bits and pieces from other departments." Howard grumbled. "So, what does it look like he can do?" Dr. Halifax requested. "It looks like he took enough to possibly make a sizing tube and had memorized the schematics to design his own Teleport pads." Agent Trites informed. "Why would he want sizing tubes?" Karla blurted out. The Agent looked confused at her talking. Like she wouldn't, more likely shouldn't talk to humans. Howard noted, "Likely he plans on opening an underground size club. Every once and a while one pops up. Non-Company go there and either agree to be shrunk or play with the small people. Couples and the like. But they are also known to attract runaways and the like and keep them small for others to enjoy as they like." "If that is his plan, he will be looking to do it in a non-Company city. Bigger populated area for more clients and possible stock. And, in his mind, less accessible for Company Security. Though all we need to do is discover one and we shut them down the same day." Agent Trites added. "So, you figure he's making his way to another city. That's why you think he is no threat to us?" Jenna asked. "Basically. This town is too covered by Company personnel for him to operate and not get caught." the Security man agreed. "I know you and Blake take pride in tracking your inventory." Howard began. "We'll start as soon as we get back to our offices." Micheal finished with Dr. Evans nodding in fast agreement. "The data we found also showed he wanted your pet. I suggest keeping her close." the Security officer suggested. Micheal smiled and agreed with an, "OK." "Well, keep this among us. But I figured you knew that. Agent Trites, Mr. Goguen, and I have to have a discussion. Good luck." Howard stated. "What about mom?" Micheal asked. "Mr. Jacobs insisted she have a security team too. He went over to advise her of the situation personally." Agent Trites explained. Howard sighed and grumbled, "Of course he did." The group started out of the room. Micheal began, "Dr. Evans could you start in room one. Dr. Halifax room two. Dr. Murphy, if you don't mind could you take Karla to her office to get her tablet. She can work in my office. Everyone good?" "Yes Dr. Miller." they replied. Karla was carried, despite her embarrassment, to her office. Chuck wasn't there. She texted and he replied that he took an early lunch. She explained where she would be. He knew why, gossip traveled faster than feet. Tablet collected and they went to Micheal's office. Karla was placed on a desk in the shared chamber. Jenna soon was directed to a wall of small boxes by Micheal. He in turn was going through large boxes on the other side of the room. Karla was too distracted by the efforts of Micheal and his team to get much work done. Micheal came close to the desk. "Micheal?" she called out. "Yes Karla, sorry you're probably hungry aren't you? Let me get you a couple pellets, '' he replied. "No, well now that you mention it, yes. But I was wondering if you do all your work in simulation. Why do you have so much tech stuff about your offices." she asked. "We need to know what these devices can take in the real world. So some of our tests do include putting the devices through real actions. If a capacitor can't handle the energy flow, it doesn't matter if the computer says the calculation will work." he explained. He turned and called out, "Everyone, we should get lunch." Karla was about to climb off her desk perch when Jenna's arms wrapped around her torso and lifted her uncomfortably in front of the taller young lady. "Can I carry Cutie Karla?" she cooed at Micheal. Micheal looked directly at her so Karla made a no please face. He smiled and horribly said, "Sure." Jenna cheered as Karla found herself tossed in the air and spun. Landing back in Jenna's arms, facing the young woman. She was hugged like a living Teddy Bear to the purple haired being's chest. As the group began to walk the pretty scientist began talking to Karla like a favored puppy, including stroking at her nose with her finger. "Who's going to get some good food. You are Cutie Karla. We are going to get you all kinds of tasty food." Karla was cooed at the whole way to the cafeteria. How she would get good tasty food. How cute she was, like a tan Barbie. How cuddly she was. The line, "I'd love just to snuggle you naked all night." had a clear effect on poor Micheal. And the guy passing by them, he lost his lunch. He was so taken back by Jenna's announcement of nude affection he let go of his trey. In line Jenna cooed, "What will we get Cutie Karla to eat?" "I'm getting her lunch. So just get your own Jenna. If you need to, you can put her down." Micheal advised. "Oh she weighs nothing. I like carrying her." Jenna replied. Karla tried to see what Micheal was getting her to eat. But he only had one plate. He was filling it with finger foods. Cherry Tomatoes, Strawberries, French fries and the like. Karla was carried back to his department by her purple haired stead. Once there Micheal announced, "I'm going to eat my lunch in my office. Jenna, I want Karla with me." Pouted the pretty taxi. Setting Karla down near Micheal. Karla walked towards Micheal. He smiled at her, but she noticed a sad look to his expression. A melancholy. She followed her sweet lad towards his office. Dr. Evans stopped him and softly said, "You did what was right. Take your time with lunch. Enjoy your company. I'll handle things out here till your ready to come back out." "OK, thanks." Micheal replied. They entered and Karla looked around the room. It was actually smaller than Karla's personal office. On the walls were a couple posters of his favorite computer generated robot pilot. There was also a large schematic of what was likely a Teleport pad. The dresser-like furniture along the wall with the door held an empty cage. Then a small couch along the end wall. The opposite wall to the door held a slanted desk with a high seat. Another door showed a small bathroom. Then the outer wall was panes of glass that had blinds slowly descending over them. His desk was in the center by the windows. His chair was a well worn armed office version. There was a chair on the opposite side. Karla began towards it for her seat when a strong arm wrapped her waist and advised, "Nope, you sit here." And she happily slipped onto his big lap. She looked up at her Micheal. He smiled down at her. But his eyes. They showed worry. He scooted them closer to the desk. His arm reached over and brought a strawberry before her. "Here, have a bite," he offered. Karla smiled. She leaned forward and made a show of her lips slipping over the red berry and took a taste. Humming a enjoying sound for her tall boy. This will be a great lunch. He hand fed her the rest of the Strawberry. Then grabbed her an onion ring noting, "I know you like these too." She playfully snapped her teeth into the battered circle. Nibbling the rest from his fingers. Licking the flavor from the tips. He began to reach for an other item when Karla noted, "No Micheal, you need to eat too." He stopped as she stretched over to the platter. He sweetly held her in his lap. He ate the French fry she offered. She was rewarded by the back of his thumb stroking her cheek. They took turns feeding each other in this nourishing cuddle. He was clearly enjoying her attention. But his eyes still looked distant. Karla's heart ached for him and she needed to know why, "Micheal, what's wrong?" "Nothing." he lied. She stretched up and kissed his lips. Face nuzzled his cheek she begged, "Please tell me what is wrong." He guided her back into a seated position. A celery stick was presented to her mouth. She began to nibble and Micheal sighed. "I just keep thinking I shouldn't have fired Teddy. Then maybe he wouldn't be on the run." She offered him some meat strip. As he ate it she countered. "You had to Micheal. He attempted to rape Jenna." She now ate a fry from his large fingers as he wondered, "But maybe I should have just written him up again. Take counseling or be fired type of thing." She popped a cherry tomato into his cute sad face. "Micheal, he was sneaking around the compound stealing tech things. That Agent guy said he likely has the tech to build a sizing tube. But what if he was working on making a device to shrink Company staff. You possibly saved the ladies in that room from becoming Shrunken and kidnapped for his perverse desires." Karla only noticed the irony of this idea once she finished saying the words. "But their implant would stop that." he tried to reason. "The implant he is overriding so Security can't track him?" Karla reminded. "You don't think I did the wrong thing?" Micheal requested. She pressed to the broad chest. His body wash scent teased through the fabric of his tee. "I think you did the right thing. And are too sweet worrying about that poor man." "You make me feel better." he hugged her tiny form. She sighed out, "I hope I do more than make you feel better." This was rewarded by a kiss. Half sized has its advantages. Yes his mouth was still gigantic, but their tongues could coil slightly together. They went back to feeding each other in turns. Karla was getting quickly full. She would have stopped eating except she couldn't resist accepting what he offered her. He slipped a raspberry over her lips. As she chewed she felt the top of her shirt loosen. Her cheeky giant wanted to peek at her cleavage. If that was the cost of his direct attention she would pull back her shoulders for a better view for him. He petted her cheek with such affection, Karla felt so spoiled. He moved the empty plate and smiled at her. "Now for desert," he advised. Karla was about to ask where it was when he leaned down and suckled his lips along her neck. She sighed as those lips danced on her skin. Powerful arm pulled her onto her knees in his lap. Her arms stretched around his head as he nuzzled her breasts. Her blouse started to untuck. Karla loved this attention, just not the location. "Micheal, we shouldn't go too far. Your staff will hear." she suggested. "Did no one show you your office's sound dampening controls? So you can concentrate if your staff is loud? They also allow you to play with a Shrunken. And no matter how loud they moan no one will hear them.'' he explained. His fingers made short work of her shirt's buttons. "Wait, what are you saying?" Karla gasped as her shirt was off her torso. "I hope to make you moan loudly." Micheal growled like a sexy beast. His mouth encased Karla's. Like he was with his body, his tongue dominated her little tongue. That multitasking genius had her bra slipping off her shoulders as they kissed. His lips left hers as he took her bra away. Then he sucked her breast into his mouth. That skilled tongue rolled her nipple just perfectly. She racked her hands through his hair as she whimpered in pleasure, "Oh fuck!" Just to add to his fun he reached around her torso and grabbed the other one and rolled his fingers over it. He pulled her back and she frantically tried to decipher why. Then he pulled the shirt from his torso. Karla dove into that skin wall. Mouth kissed and tasted him. Hands kneaded his chest. She was big enough to dance along his body, but small enough to be caged by his arms. Her skirt became loose. It didn't matter as she could be affectionate to Micheal. Not just a toy flopping on him. But actually interactive sized. Small enough he could still over power her with little effort. She was lifted off his lap. Breast again suckled. He held her with one arm and removed the skirt with the other. Then she was spun to face away. Chest upon cold desk. What was he planning? she wondered. His mighty hands hooked her hosiery and pushed them down to her ankles. Karla had a frightening thought about what he might have planned. Then she heard his belt jingle. Karla was a blend of emotions. She wanted to pleasure her Micheal. But the idea of that thick shaft pushed into her tiny form was suddenly terrifying. She attempted to reassure herself. This was not the first time. Micheal was so kind their first time. Just filling her with the end third. Then she remembered the night of his Circle. How he put all of it into one of those skinny half sized forms. All the debate ended when the domed end pressed to his womanhood. Her hips popped up to ease his access without thought. He rolled it along her sensitive access and her hips followed its lead. Her pussy finally allowed him to enter. Slowly he pushed deeper into her. Her legs turned trying to spread a wider opening. Gloriously felt as it traveled deeper. Every nerve it found went taunt around its girth and transmitted pure pleasure to her mind. He reached that hard first third. Karla expected him to pull back and begin. Her eyes went wide as he continued deeper. They rolled back as he just kept going. She opened her mouth wide strangely expecting the tip to poke out of there soon. His body pressed to hers, stopping his progress. She would swear she could feel the tip in her throat. "Oh, this feels so amazing!" he declared. Karla wanted to tell him it felt amazing to her too but only a gasping repeating oh sound came out. He covered her little form with his body. Powerful arms coiled her torso and lifted to gain access to her breasts. Fingers squeezed her tits as they teased her nipples. "Are you OK?" he asked. Her reply was just gasping pleasure sounds. She knew words, just couldn't remember how to make the sounds with her mouth. He began retreating that hard shaft from her body. Such a magnificent sensation. Then he reclaimed her internal territory. If bigger the better was true then this was the best. Only a few thrusts and Karla found herself climaxing. Her mind was a flood of sensations. She couldn't gauge if each thrust brought a new climax or was he just keeping her in one long extended organum. Her limbs were useless and flopped in reaction to his powerful hips actions. "You feel so HOT!" he bellowed like the dominating giant he was. Karla tried to tell him how spectacular he was making her feel. Only loud pornographic moans came out. His hands freed her tits. One grabbed a shoulder and another her hip. Raising her rag doll body from his desk he thrust painfully hard into her helpless form. Glorious was all Karla could think. The sensation of it was traveling in her, his dominance over her body, the pleasure her likely destroyed pussy was getting from her perfect owner. She flopped onto the desk. His body covered hers. She felt the swell along the shaft and grunted as he pumped semen deep inside her body. Each following burst was announced by her with a soft grunt. It had only been a short time from beginning to this end. Karla felt so spent like nothing she had ever experienced. Micheal owned her completely now and that had nothing to do with her being a Shrunken. If she suddenly became human again she would be chasing him like Jenna or Allena. He lifted her and sat back in his chair. His entire body rose and lowered with his breathing. Karla draped herself over his chest. He held her upright. She wanted to turn and coil into his chest. But she was still spiked on that long cock. She could feel it wilting inside her form. But it was still too massive for her to lift herself off it without help. As if he read her mind, Micheal reached under her and lifted her off his shaft. As soon as the tip popped out Karla suddenly could say words again. He placed her in his lap. She turned and hugged his neck. Kissing all over his face praising, "Oh Micheal that felt so good! Thank you! Thank you!" "No, thank you. That was so HOT! I'm so glad you're my first." he replied. Karla leaned back and gave a dismissive smile. "I'm just a Shrunken. Besides I'm not even the first one you put it all the way into." "You were the first I ever put it in," he reminded her. "Shrunken doesn't count." Karla reminded him of the Company's mindset. "You've always counted to me." he replied. Karla melted to his torso. He stroked her back as she could hide her happy tears. "If I could make you human again I would." "Stop that. I'm just a Shrunken. You have a wonderful girlfriend." Karla blathered back. "You're my Special Karla." he praised back. Squeezing her. They sat there for a while. He sighed and reached under her. Lifting her like he was going to carry her over the threshold. She girlishly allowed her mind to imagine what their wedding would look like. Multi-sized guests. Would she walk down the aisle or be carried? Would she survive the honeymoon? Micheal placed Karla on the toilet. He leaned back on the sink. There it hung glisten with his spent semen and her vaginal juices. Even with all her Shrunken increased elasticity the tip was red with a touch of her blood. Karla couldn't seem to look away from his manhood. Thick and meaty she felt herself begin to salivate. Her tongue wouldn't stop tasting her lips. Lips that longed to stroke its sensitive skin. Then her tongue would have a better target to lap over. Karla tried to reason this out. She wasn't against performing oral on someone she was dating. At times it was fun. She had even managed a few times at this and larger size on Micheal. But this was different, this was like a strange need. She didn't just want to make her man happy or to see his face go all goofy. No, she almost felt she had to service her owner. Show her submission to her human master. It had to be something to do with the Shrunken process. Maybe the collar wasn't functioning correctly. It did feel like when he used the arousal command on the collar borrowed from the Half Mast Club. She should get him to remove it. He stretched up. That magnificent manhood was right there. Her hand grabbed the tip and lifted the heavy thick mass of pleasure. “Karla what are you doing?" her titan teen asked. She answered by dragging her tongue up from his big balls to just under his tip. Her vanilla and his chocolate mixed on her tongue. Her heart raced with the idea of savoring him after he pleasured Josie. She nuzzled that shaft. Draping him over her face as she suckled just above his balls. One hand petting the hanging pair to encourage more of their white gift. Her other hand patted the Behemoth. After all, she could get that sweet fluid if he didn't become hard again. "Karla, we need to get to work. What are you doing?" he so arousingly panted. She looked up at him from the one eye not covered by his Shrunken stroker. Shoulders back to display her chest for her master. She didn't stop playing with his balls or petting his beast. She kept thinking in her head, don't call him master. Karla spoke close enough to that girth to brush her lips against his sensitive skin, "Just want to make sure my owner had enough dessert with his lunch." He was fast becoming hard as she began nuzzling him again. Micheal lifted her. Tossing her slightly and grabbing her ass in his massive hands. Her legs were divided by his titan body. Her view was blocked by his wonderful bare chest. The cold wall on her back made her arch her chest forward. His powerful body pressed her back. Just the sensation of him over powering her smaller frame was beyond arousing. She was caged by that giant. And she rubbed her face to that amazingly scented wall. His tip pressed her womanhood. She was so aroused it stretched deep into her almost immediately. He wasn't slow this time. No, he was mighty. She was weak, perfect for a titan to use to pleasure himself. That shaft fully inside her, deeply she stretched around it. Karla was climaxing by his dominance. Then he started thrusting. His mighty form worked his Behemoth inside her. Her body became his puppet. Her limbs dangled and danced to his erotic rythum. She was back to moans and grunts for sounds. But she was speaking the only language that mattered, Micheal's pleasure. And he was giving her a lecture in that subject. Deep he pressed and rewarded her insides with his semen. Her brain exploded with delight. He slowly slid back out. He gently placed her on the floor before him. Careful to make sure her legs supported her. "OK, that was great. But we need to go back to work." he gasped out in heavy breaths. Karla heard him. She knew he was right. But that sweet Micheal nectar was dripping right before her thirsty mouth. Karla needed his flavor in that mouth. Over her tongue. Coating her throat. Sprayed over her face. Her hands grabbed around his shaft and lifted to allow her to suck that broad tip. "Karla stop!" he bellowed. She cowered like a scared animal. She was an animal, just a Shrunken. Micheal was her human. She made him mad, she was a bad Shrunken. "What is wrong with you? Are you feeling OK?" he kindly asked. He was sweet, worrying about this Shrunken's health. "Just want you to be happy." she whimpered. "I just got a little excited to serve my sweet owner." He stroked her cheek softly with his loving hand. "You always make me happy. I so love you touching me all sexy like. But that is not the only thing I want from you. I want you to be happy too. You're not like other Shrunken. I like making you feel good too." Karla felt herself blush. He was so kind to her. She could not have wished for a better owner. He treated her better than some people. He was just so wonderful and she just wanted him to feel her gratitude. "You sure you don't want a little more fun from me?" she heard herself beg her kind titan. "I don't think I can handle any more fun and still be able to get any work done this afternoon. You're just too Hot for me." Her marvelous Micheal praised. "OK, I'll stop so we can get up and get back out there." she sighed strangely, deeply content that he was satiated. They freshened up. It was greatly tempting to nuzzle the Behemoth since it swung so close to her face in such close quarters. But she resisted because that's what he requested. They dressed and she grabbed her tablet. Strong boy arms hooked under her bum and she was hoisted up to his warm chest. Jenna carrying her was adorably annoying. Micheal doing it was bliss. She rested her head on his still massive shoulder. Her body trembled as his hand gently stroked her hair. "OK team, we should get back to work." he called out as they entered the main room. The firm commanding tone sent a shiver through Karla's body. "Ahh, Cutie Karla looks so happy there." purred Jenna. Micheal's body stiffened, Likely due to Jenna's strategic posing. Karla was tempted to look, but not enough to give up this cozy cuddle. Micheal bent over and Karla found herself being placed into an office chair. "You can work here while we do our calculations." he advised and kissed her forehead. She felt her cheeks warm up. She watched Micheal walk over to the white board. His staff gathered around and they started babbling numbers, letters, odd words and math terms. She smiled at how smart her boy was. Jenna looked over and gave a cutesy wave and Karla just found it amusing. Karla pulled her tablet from the desk and pulled up her work. Reports to have data entered. She smiled, installation of the teleporter in Jeff's compound would be later this week. A little good news to counter the earlier troubling information. She suddenly felt weak. She knew where this came from since she never experienced being fucked into a prolonged delirious state like Micheal had given her earlier. Yet alone twice in such quick succession. She placed her tablet down beside her and leaned her head back and allowed her eyes close to take a short rest to refresh her mind. She smiled in contentment. Micheal's chair held his enticing scent. She breathed deep through her nose. Her soul was warmed with his arousing aroma. She wondered if becoming a Shrunken had increased her sense of smell. Maybe compacting her nasals caught smells better. She cuddled back as the body wash perfume reminded her of resting on Micheal's broad chest. Wonderfully relaxing. Karla wasn't sure how long she had dozed off for. But it was long enough to be noticed. She was gifted with his lab coat as a blanket. She pulled it tight and cuddled in it. She was now bathing in his warmth and aroma. She pulled up her tablet and forced herself back to work in her fantastic nest. "OK Karla, dad wants us to meet in the lobby to head home." Micheal advised. "OK Micheal." she purred under her lab coat blanket. Leaning up, presenting her neck for him to turn her back to her proper size again easier. He cupped her cheek and she felt him grab the latch on her collar. Suddenly she was her proper size again. Mighty hand hugged her helpless little form. He lifted her to eye level and kissed her entire face. She felt like the loveliest fairy in all the world in her towering teen's hand. Slipped into his shirt pocket she was warmed by the heat off his chest. He grabbed her tablet and his lab coat. On its hook he started towards the main doors. Men and women got out of his way in respect. She was so proud of her young owner. "Hey kid, how was the rest of your day?" Howard asked him once he came close. "We managed to get a bit of work done. More than I thought. I think we all just didn't want to think about Teddy." Micheal replied. She could hear his sadness in his voice. He still blamed himself a little for Teddy's choices. "It's not your fault Micheal. He did his actions, you had to react to those. You understand that right?" Howard clearly heard the tone too. "I know, I just wonder if I could have done more. Kept it from going that far." her boy whimpered. Howard grabbed his shoulder. "You are doing your best. Making decisions that someone at your age shouldn't even have to think about yet. Your doing great. But you will never find the perfect solution to every situation. Especially if the person the subject of those decisions doesn't complete their side of things. They are responsible for their decisions. Understand?" "Yeah dad. Still feel bad though." he noted. "That's because you're a good guy." Howard praised. Chuck came up to them and the group started towards the doors. Karla sat down in his pocket. She knew no one outside the Company would see her in his pocket in the compound grounds. It just felt right. Resting her head against his massive chest. Micheal and Howard slipped into techno babble. Karla couldn't follow it far past the fact it involved energy calibrations. Or something affected by energy calibrations. She could however stroke along the tiny patch of Micheal's chest she could reach in his pocket. She oddly wished she hadn't dozed off earlier as this location was a perfect combination of Micheal warmth and scent mixed with a supporting hammock like bed. In the car as it drove she found she had large visiting fingers. She nuzzled the pad of Mr. Thumb as Mr. Index stroked her head. She was entranced with this little affection from her Micheal. Chuck was dropped off and they made it home without any bother. Suddenly Micheal's body twisted back and forth. He asked, "Shouldn't we have a security team following us?" "Oh, We do. They are just hanging back out of sight. They know Dr. Peters won't show himself if he sees them." Howard advised. "Oh, OK. That makes sense." Micheal accepted. They entered the house. "Hello guys, how was work?" Milly asked with a nervous ting to her voice. "Alright, little side tracked." Howard replied. Milly sounded worried. Karla found herself being pulled out of his pocket as he answered, "I'm alright." "Well, fried chicken and waffles for supper. Go wash up." Milly commanded. They washed up and Karla found herself sitting with Josie in the middle of the table. She leaned close and asked, "How is he?" "It bothers him. But I was able to help him feel a little better this afternoon." Karla confessed. Getting a knowing nod from her Red haired lover. - HentaiHunter1 - Shrink Master - Posts: 396 - Joined: Thu Jul 23, 2020 4:44 am - Gender: - Contact: CH 24B: The Tourists. Home Life M/f+f*4/f+f*4 Induced Gang Rape After dinner had the boys doing dishes as Karla and Josie got to cuddle with Milly to watch the news. The destruction of their and the other towns the Cruise had visited slipped to middle story, like the disappearance or millions of people was not important. But for the rest of the world it was a series of unconnected events. Milly interrupted the news, likely trying to distract them from the story. "You got a package today Karla." "Really, where is it?" she asked her giantess mother figure. "Oh, I put it in your garage. It's new blankets. Why do you want so many blankets?" Milly said. Karla was a little upset she had opened her package. Then she thought, how would she open it?” Thanks. I wanted Micheal's Shrunken to be more comfortable." "Aren't you a sweet girl? Another sign you're a Special Shrunken." Milly praised. Suddenly boy hands lifted them to his shoulders. Up to his apartment and into his bedroom. He placed them on a pillow and he grabbed his tablet and laid on the bed. He started watching Battle Jumpers strategy videos. He looked bothered. Karla looked to Josie. "We should try to cheer him up." she advised. They climbed over to their tower teen's broad chest. They moved to just before his screen. "Micheal, are you OK?" she called to him. "Yeah, just still kind of worried for Teddy." he sighed. "Would you like us to make you feel better?" Josie purred at him. He looked to be thinking about something. "Do you mind if I try something?" he replied. Karla answered. Her sweet owner was upset and she could not have that. She needed him to be happy. They were placed on the pillow and he went into the cage room. "What do you think he has planned?" Josie asked. "It doesn't matter. If it cheers him up it will be worth it." Karla advised. He came back a few minutes later with a tub. Eight Shrunken inside. Marcia, Peyton, the two former actresses Amy and Tina, the chest heavy mother and her two daughters, and lastly the slender teen that favored a side pigtail. Each one naked. He laid back on the bed and took off his shirt. Karla and Josie found themselves lifted. He lifted Josie first. She wore comfortable looking sweat shorts and a hoodie. He wrapped her waist, dragged her bottoms down her lovely legs. He hooked under her hoodie and lifted it and whatever shirt she wore under it in one smooth action. He flipped her onto his palm. Pinching the center of her bra and then pushed the straps off her shoulders. He placed her back onto his chest. Karla found herself lifted. She found his dexterous fingers plucking her buttons down her work blouse. Those same fingers pushed it open. His mighty hand flipped her onto her stomach. He hooked a finger and pulled her jacket and shirt off her body. He pinched her bra releasing the hooks. She felt his touch push her straps off her shoulders. Lifting her like a toy, exposing her chest. On her back, He grabbed her ankles and lifted her ass off his palm. His titan-like thumb pressed his nail into the oversized zipper head in the back of her skirt. She felt her skirt loosen. His hand turned and his mighty finger hugged her waist tightly. The holding hand's fingers hooked her arms. He peeled her bottom off as easily as peeling a banana. She was placed back on his chest. He asked, "Who wants blondes and who wants Brunettes?" Karla looked at Josie and she shrugged. "I'll take Blondes I guess." Karla answered. He smiled and poured the tub before them. "Blondes to Karla, Brunettes to Josie." he commanded in a wonderfully firm tone. The crowd nervously divided by their hair color as he ordered. He leaned causing the crowd to start. He reached into his nightstand. Karla knew the little white bag he pulled out from there. He opened the bag and began handing each of the other Shrunken a pellet. Once the last one received a pellet he commanded, "Suck those down. I do mean suck." They all looked distrustful at the pill shaped pellet. Tentatively they all began sucking on one of the ends. Karla could tell Micheal was enjoying watching the eight lovely pets orally dissolving the cylinder of food stuff. None looked to be enjoying him watching them service the phallic looking things. Slowly however Karla noticed the ladies began to sigh as they sucked on their food item. They all began to slowly take more and more of the pellet into their mouths. The actress Amy clearly had some practice as her pellet worked past her lovely pillowy lips and visibly stretched the top of her throat. Those Randy Ranch pellets were soon fully in effect. All eight looked lustfully up at her mighty Micheal. Chests heaved as hands wrapped around their breasts and fiddled with their own nipples. "You want my cum don't you?" he asked. Lustfully they all literally begged to drink his man fluid. It was appealing to see them pleading for him to use them for his enjoyment. Their minds flooded with whatever was in the pellets. Making them crave his pleasure. Suddenly he said something that made Karla fearful, "Then you better make Karla and Josie organism. Remember blondes on Karla and Brunettes on Josie." They turned. A crazed look in their eyes. Karla began to back away, but wasn't fast enough. Four blonde sex crazed savages pounced her. She was pressed down. She struggled but couldn't resist her four attackers. She heard Josie struggling against the Brunettes. Suddenly her legs were pinned apart. A body wrapped to each. Hungry mouths attacked her pussy. One mouth eagerly tongued into her. The other suckled and flicked her clitoris. Marcia and Peyton's face flashed over her. They reached their mouth down and Karla felt them sucking at her nipples. Hands rubbed and stroked her body parts not the focus of a mouth. Curvy forms grind to her and she could feel how wet their pussies were as they rubbed them on her. They were frantically lustful. "Micheal, please stop this." she begged. "But it's so hot. I want to watch them make you two cum." he sang back excitedly. Karla couldn't resist Micheal. His happiness was her benefit, a voice reminded her. Sacrifice your comfort for better treatment, her old self reminded. No, she loved her owner, he loved her. She just need to ask again. Not that she had a chance. Peyton's mouth pressed to hers. The blonde teen's tongue filled her mouth. Kissing her excitedly if sloppily. She rubbed her ample breasts into Karla's exposed breast. "Oh so Hot! So amazingly Hot!" Micheal praised. His body shifted. Karla struggled to look to see what he was doing. He was opening his pants. He exposed the very stiff Behemoth. There, freed from containment was Donna and Gabriel. His hand pressed the busty favorites along his thick shaft. A familiar scene of him stroking his massive cock with their helpless tiny bodies. Peyton grabbed her face. Karla suddenly had her head hugged tight at the shapely attacker sucked at her mouth. Her body started to surrender to all the simulation. The mouths attacking her pussy grew more passionate. "Yes, yes, make them moan!" Micheal's voice demanded and Karla suddenly realized she was moaning even with Peyton's tongue in her mouth. Her teen titan was eagerly gasping. The sight of his two top pets being ganged raped by four other lovely pets. While he rubbed his cock with his two other favorites. Karla was hurt he was using her for this terrible display. Treating her like a common Shrunken. She had surrendered to him. Served him. Began enjoying his sexual play. Even convinced her sweet lady love to participate willingly. And now because some pervert couldn't accept being fired she was to be sexually mobbed for his enjoyment. It might have been different if they were just commanded to pleasure her. But he chemically placed the four of them in a sexual savage state before sicing them on her and Josie. Her body exploded. She couldn't help it. It was like his first special kisses. She didn't want that reaction, but it was too much stimulation. Even with her forced climax she felt his body shiver. Horrid globes of cum rained down onto her and her attackers. She had gotten to strangely enjoy his finishing on her little helpless form. But this was different. A load on her breasts had four mouths fighting to suck and lick the thick warm fluid off her tits. Soon Karla couldn't breath as he covered her face in spunk cheering horrible that former wonderful praise, "Oh so Hot!" Did he see she was scared, painfully restrained, emotionally hurt. He made her a thing. A toy. Just another Shrunken. Even if it was only for this night, to erase his unnecessary guilt. It wasn't fair, she had worked so hard to make him happy. To be his Special Karla. Karla could feel him gasping after his climax as the four blondes licked every ounce of cum off her body before turning on each other. She was trapped under the naked four for all. Struggling to escape this horrible situation. But freedom only came as the four blondes went after the scattered puddles on his stomach. "What's wrong, that looked so Hot?" he asked as she sat up. She couldn't answer. Her throat was choked up as tears flowed freely down her cheeks. She was teleported weeks back in time. To their first interaction. A masturbation toy for a sick giant teen boy. A living thing to him to enjoy as he felt like. He didn't care then, did he even really care now. Josie managed words out first, "That was horrible." "No, it was awesome. Didn't they make you climax?" he questioned. "Not in an enjoyable way. Micheal we could have been hurt." Josie explained. She clearly wasn't as emotionally devastated as Karla felt. "Oh, I'm sorry. I just thought it would be hot to watch four Shrunken make my Special ladies happy girls." he replied. "I want to go to my cage for the night." Karla managed out. "But why? I said I was sorry. Let me make it up to you two. I could get you two a big bowl of chocolate mint ice cream to share?" he offered. The memory that once was sweet came to Karla's mind. Him using her body to enjoy a giant bowl of that frozen treat. Him teasing her body as he lapped it from her body. It seemed to sour as she wondered if he only delighted her for his own amusement. Her pleasure sounds just another way to get himself off. "Please Director Micheal, I want to go to my cage for the night." she managed to sob out. "Oh, OK. I am sorry. I didn't mean to upset you two. I just thought it would be sexy." he sounded apologetic. But was it really because he was sorry or because his favorite toys were being whiny. Micheal Grabbed the other Shrunken and just dumped them in the tub. They looked disgusted. Seems his semen was enough to counter most of the effects of those drugged pellets. He gently scoop her and Josie up and stood up. He looked miserable as he carried them to their seldom used cage. He placed them inside. "I hope you feel better in the morning. I am sorry." Micheal stated before leaving to clean up the rest of his fun. They wandered down together to the shower area. She and Josie started the water. Then turned to each other and embraced. Crying as water washed over them. Karla hoped it would rinse the horrible feeling off her skin. But it just reminded her of that first horrible day. Being allowed to rinse the first time he finished over her face in that room's bathroom sink. They dried off and got Pajamas. Micheal was laying on his bed alone. Looking depressed. Karla almost called to him. But she still felt belittled. She turned away and crawled into the tiny bed with Josie. They just held each other as eventually sleep finally fitfully came. - HentaiHunter1 - Shrink Master - Posts: 396 - Joined: Thu Jul 23, 2020 4:44 am - Gender: - Contact: Ch 25: The Tourists. Home Life Also, feel free to ask me questions, if they won't spoil anything I'll likely answer. Chapter 25 f/f Leads to M/f,f/f+ Micheal's alarm went off. Karla's first instinct was to sit upright and great her titan teen. She fought this however. Keeping her head on her pillow and her eyes closed. Forcing her breathing to stay steady like she was sleeping. She longed to see him. Have his mighty hand coil around her tiny body. But last night's inconsiderate game brought to many ignored memories flooding back. She had vivid remembrance of the day she was caught. How she went from human to living sex toy. His abuse of his towering form over her miniature one. Karla had let being his Special Shrunken blind her almost immediately to his selfish cruelty. Last night was a harsh reminder that even Special Shrunken were just Shrunken. Karla felt Josie stiffen as his soft steps approached. Her friend too had accepted being a top pet as a shield it wasn't. Karla could feel his breath brushing her exposed shoulder. Their quick selection of sleepwear was one of little coverage. She could sense his regret even without looking. He accepted he had done wrong by them. But did he understand what that wrong was. He sweetly let them sleep. He entered the cage room, likely other pets wouldn't be as lucky. This made her feel a little better. Which her mind reminded her was just as horrible as what he did to them last night. The door reopened and Karla risked a peek. Gabriel and Donna, his third and forth favorites, hung from their calves in his hand. Their skimpy sleepwear tops only hung on due to their ample breasts. Though she could tell they wouldn't keep them on long as giant boy steps jiggled even technoligy firmed chest mounds. The two lovely teens didn't even bother trying to hang on to their tops. If gravity didn't take them that towering teen boy soon would. He left the room and Josie risked sitting up. "Looks like Gabs and Donna are going to get to shower with Micheal this morning." "More likely he wants them to deal with his morning wood." Karla sighed. The mental image of him dominating those two in one hand as they were rubbed along his Behemoth aroused her. She had to accept, she had become worse than him. She knew what their side was like and yet sickly enjoyed the other Shrunken's torment. Even now, she was slightly sad not to be watching him enjoy his busty pets. "I think I'm going to lay back down." Josie sighed. Clearly still bothered by Micheal's game. "You think we might be getting overly worked up about last night. We are Micheal's Shrunken after all." Karla asked. "We are, but what he did to us was mean." Josie complained. Karla agreed but pointed out, "If he did that to Grace or Shawna, we would have reveled in the display." Josie sighed. She couldn't argue that point. "But, we are not supposed to be treated like that because we are special." "Maybe it's because we have been treated better that we were so hurt by his game." Karla worried. "No, we are special. He tells us that every night. His parents tell us all the time. That should exempt us from that type of play." Josie reasoned. Micheal returned and they both quickly laid back down and went back to pretending to sleep. Karla watched her towering teen walk by. Sexually he carried the busty teens upside down by their dance trained legs. They were still wet from the shower. Their expressions told of Micheal gaining satisfaction with them. Karla found herself both jealous and ashamed for missing that shower. Micheal got dressed for work. Peeking at them, clearly hoping they would awake for a small moment together over breakfast. She didn't move under these glances. He left. They sat up. "Should we get dressed?" Josie asked. "I don't know. I really don't feel like it." Karla noted. Josie got up. "I am. Maybe I'll go for a run. Will be nice for that in the cage. Since we control the weather." she tried to joke. Karla flopped back onto the bed. Josie dressed in a figure fitting outfit that would be great for jogging. Leaving Karla sulking in bed. Karla laid there. Her watch went off. Milly asked if she was OK. She didn't reply. Her mind questioned if she should be treated more like the other Shrunken. Maybe break her close connection with her sweet owner. Josie came in glowing with sweat. Karla wished she had joined her friend. "Milly messaged, did you answer?" Josie asked. "No, you?" she asked back. "I thought you would so I didn't." Josie noted. As if on queue their owner's mother entered. "Are you two feeling OK?" She sweetly asked the equivalent of pets. "Yes, sorry." Josie replied. Explaining, "Micheal played uncomfortably with us last night and we are a little upset." "Oh, what did he do?" Milly asked. Clearly conflicted about knowing what was done to them while learning what acts her son did last night to pleasure himself. "He fed eight Shrunken strange pellets and they became crazed. Then told them to make us climax if they wanted his cum. They attacked us, hurt us in a mad bid for his semen." Josie explained. Milly grimace. Karla could tell she knew why they thought it was wrong. But also, why it was fun and alright for Micheal. "Honey, maybe you should just let him know you don't like those types of games." Milly advised. "But he hurt us?" Josie questioned. "Yeah, a little. But you were in no real danger. Likely if you had just gone with it they would have just attended your sensitive spots and gotten you off." Milly explained. "But we." Josie started. Karla interrupted her friend. "Could you play with us like a regular Shrunken? Give us a demonstration on what regular Shrunken should expect. I think we have gotten a little too pampered lately." "Karla, I'm not comfortable with that." Josie admitted. "That's our problem. We think they need our permission. But Micheal doesn't. That's why as much as I didn't like last night's game. He had full rights to do it." she reasoned. "I shouldn't, Micheal got upset last time." Milly countered. "But, we need a reminder. To be Shrunken just to have a reminder." Karla begged. "No Karla, we shouldn't do that." Josie announced. "Yeah, we should maybe just hang out together." Milly offered. "You don't have to tell Micheal. Just a one time thing. Just a little play. We wouldn't tell, I promise." Karla noted. Pushing her chest out and arching her back like she did when getting her Micheal to want to play. Karla could see Milly eyeing her. The light sleepwear hung off her curves. Thin enough that the shade of her skin was teasingly visible. She found her heart start to race when her owner's mother's eyes flipped over to the workout glowing Josie and she licked her lips. She was clearly tempted. "Karla, I think you should reconsider doing that." "You could just have a little fun. You don't have to be overly mean. Just enjoy making us moan for your enjoyment." Karla purred. It was a strange rush knowing she could manipulate giants with just a pose and a little warmth to her words. Milly's expression was of temptation. But she was a good mother and a good giant friend. Sighing she noted, "I'll be right back and we'll have a nice relaxing bath together. You came close Karla, but only because I haven't played this morning yet. If you try that again young lady I'll tell Micheal. He would be heartbroken." She was right. Karla had to wonder what she had been thinking, asking that of her Owner's mother. A giant mother figure to her. That was incredibly wrong. "I'm sorry Milly. I just wanted, well, I don't know what I wanted." Milly smiled softly, "You just wanted to understand your place in the world. Just a pet or something more. And sweetie, you are more than just a pet. Just talk with Micheal tonight. He'll understand why what he did bother you both so much. He cares for his special Shrunken too much to hurt either of you. He just likely got an idea in his head and just didn't think." "You know she's right. Thanks Milly." Josie said, clearly relieved that Milly didn't take Karla up on her offer. "Now, get some clothes for the day while I deal with certain urges." Milly commanded kindly. "I'm sorry I did that." Karla sighed. Milly smiled and winked saying, "I'm just glad it wasn't Josie tempting me otherwise you'd both be moaning in my mouth right now." Then she stood and left. Likely to indulge with her unspecial Shrunken. Josie looked nervous. "She was joking right?" she asked. Karla just shrugged and went for her clothes. Josie followed, begging her to confirm Milly was joking. They were collected by a pink cheeked Milly about twenty minutes later. Into her bathroom and into a bubble filled huge tub. Milly had gotten them masseuses. A fit black male for Josie and poor embarrassed Carlos for Karla. Karla could see the sweet boy was tempting not to watch two older girls he had clear crushes on, undressing before him. Milly commanded the males, "Don't do anything they don't want." Karla was slipped onto the shelf. Now she was naked and wet before the former delivery boy with Milly cooing, "Don't you two have too much fun. What happens in that basket stays in that basket." Josie laid on the massage table attachment and her attendant started rubbing her shoulders. Carlos looked like his neck wouldn't lift his head from looking at the bubbles at his waist. Karla approached the younger male Shrunken and watched his cheeks go pink. Then she saw why. Not as thick or long as Micheal's manhood. But enough to crest the water. "Are you OK Carlos?" she asked. His voice cracked as he answered, "I don't think I could, you know, touch you naked. I'm sorry. Please don't have Mistress punish me." She smiled and took his hands. "It's OK Carlos. We could just sit and talk." "OK, maybe." he managed. "Relax, I won't do anything you're not comfortable with." She tried to relax him as they walked over to the seating rim. "You dipped my penis in a fried egg yoke and sucked me off the other day while you were big." he reminded. She snickered before realizing she shouldn't. Then smile, "You saying you didn't like that." She hoped teasing him would help him accept this situation. "I wasn't comfortable with that. You were so nice and kind before. Then that morning you were one of them. Doing what you wanted without caring how we felt. I still like like you Karla, I just don't think I can trust or be comfortable with you ever again." Carlos explained. "I understand." she managed to get him to sit down beside her. Seems he had an easier time looking at her directly when certain parts were covered. "Honestly, that type of thing could happen again. That's our life now." she advised him. "Mistress keeps talking about having me make babies. She noted how attractive our babies would be. Karla, I never been with a woman, you know, in that way truly before. I don't want my first time to be as a pet making new pets. Can you maybe talk them out of making me do that?" he wished. She hugged his shoulders. Then answered honestly, "I'll talk to them. But I can't promise anything." "Thanks Karla." he smiled. "Your welcome." she replied. Mad at herself for thinking of different ones of Micheal's pets Carlos would make gorgeous Kittens with. "How are you so comfortable around them? I've seen how they treat you, I wish I was treated as well." he softly noted. "Oh you got luckier than you realize. Is it really so bad to be Milly's favorite toy? She has soft lips." Karla tried to cheer up her former neighbor. "They are really nice down there. Better if I could say if I wanted them down there or not. And yeah, she is better then some other situations I could have ended up in. But still not as good as yours. So again, how do you get so special?" He pointed out. She just smiled at him, "I was collected by the best Owner possible." "If you don't mind being an abused pet." he mumbled. Karla wanted to be mad at his flippant response about their new lives. But really, for most Shrunken, he was right. She tried to chat to him about old hobbies or past experiences. But the poor lad just couldn't look at her to talk. Her being naked and their last interment interaction left him too uncomfortable for a conversation. "So, I have house work to do after this. What would you ladies like to do?" Milly suddenly asked. "Well, I figured I'd keep you company as usual." Josie noted. Karla wanted to be alone. This experiment just made things worse in her head. "I should finish my work from yesterday.'' she announced. "You want to borrow that male. I'll keep it secret if you do." Milly offered. Like Carlos was just a bobble to be handed out to anyone. "Micheal doesn't want us to have relationships with Shrunken males." Karla replied. "Relationship? No, just as a stress release." Milly just didn't realize the situation in the little basket. "Maybe tomorrow." Karla said. They dried and Carlos was put away. Karla ended up in her cage, alone with her tablet. She dressed in one of the many school uniforms Micheal had bought for her. Not that she was looking to be sexy for him. The top was light and the skirt was very comfortable. Karla then lost herself in the few reports she had to deal with. She could have gone into the cage for company. Or called a few into her cage. But she didn't feel right doing either. She wasn't one of them. Not truly one of the Millers either, really. Though she was closer to her Owner and his family then his pretty pets. Yes she felt she had done wrong today. What could she do to make up for it? Milly walked up to the cage. "Lunch Karla." "Thank you Milly." She smiled up at her owner's mother. "I have a handsome guest to keep company." She smiled, slipping poor Carlos into her cage. His baseball uniform must have been made of Mightlore as it didn't hide his manhood at all. From the looks of it, Milly must have been teasing Carlos' groin as she brought him over to her cage. "I'm not sure if Micheal would be OK with him visiting me." Karla noted. Noticing the plate Milly brought up had seating for two. She made little sandwiches using pita bread. "Oh, relax. You are only having company for lunch not getting married. If you decide to have dessert, Well he's been instructed to obey." Milly advised. "What does Josie think about this?" Karla asked. "She's like you, being all, Micheal wouldn't approve. Both of you are very Special Shrunken. I just wanted to give you both a chance to unwind for a change." Milly explained. "Would you unwind behind Howard's back." Karla said before thinking. Milly looked hurt. Clearly that wasn't how she thought of this offer. "Oh, sorry. I, well, I just never considered. Guess if you put it that way. I guess I did the same as Micheal did." "I'm sorry I was so harsh to point it out." Karla replied. "No, you were right too. I'll take him back to my cage." Milly noted. "Actually, I would like to have lunch with Carlos." Karla offered, figuring the poor young male had only eaten pellets for a month now. "Oh, alright. Message me once you are done with your company." Milly advised before leaving them. "Lunch?" Karla offered him some sandwiches. "Ah, sure." he clearly was happy to sit and hide his groin. He clearly was happy to enjoy some human food. Telling Karla about the friends he made in Milly's cage. Karla told him about her new position. He wasn't thrilled at that idea of them selling people's children into this life. Though she felt he was building the courage for something. Looked like he was ready as he nervously asked, "Karla, could you do me a major favor?" "I'll try Carlos, what is it?" she tried to sound supportive. "You know earlier, when we were in the tub." He asked. She worried where this was going. "Yes." she said. "And, how I never been, you know, that way with a girl." He was clearly straining. "Yes." she said while hoping he wasn't going where she thought he was going. "Well, Mistress was talking to Josie when she grabbed me from the cage. She is going to breed me once she finds the right, you know, girl she likes." He explained. "You want me to talk her out of it?" she hoped. He looked hopeful, "That would be great." "I can't promise she'll not breed you." Karla wanted to make sure he didn't get too hopeful. "Yeah, I figured." Carlos sighed. "Look, I'll make sure it's a nice girl if nothing else.'' She aimed to make him more accepting. While thinking through Micheal's pets for one that would be a good pairing with him. "Well, could you do me another big favor in the meantime?" he asked, looking desperate. She worried what was coming. Strangely just realizing they were talking Spanish to each other like back when they were human. "What are you looking for?" "Well, you know, I mean I know you. We know each other. If, you might, well." he babbled. She grit her teeth and asked, "Are you looking for me to be your first?" "Ahh, yes, please? I don't want my first time being a stranger while I'm drugged with something." he blurted out. "I can't, Carlos. My owner wouldn't want me to." she advised. Carlos sank into the chair. "Yeah, that makes sense. If I owned you I wouldn't want you having sex with other guys." She felt bad for him. His first time would likely be in a cage at the Grant's factory while hormoned out of his mind. What would he remember? How would he feel after? She couldn't believe she was feeling guilty about not having sex with him. But it wasn't like they were kids dating and the parents were out for a few hours. This was him being used as a living sperm inserter. She had an idea, "I know some nice girls in Micheal's cage. As you know they treat me as Special. I could order one to have sex with you?" "So, your solution for me losing my virginity to a stranger is to offer to force a stranger to have sex with me? Thanks Karla, I understand your thinking. But, no. I'll just accept my fate." He smiled trying to look like he was doing just that. She had one option, "Look, I'll text my owner. If he accepts, then we can do things." "You can text people? You should contact the police!" he excitedly spouted out. "No, I can text because I won't cause our owners problems." She explained. "You really have become like them." he sighed looking sad. "If I was like them I would just use you for my pleasure." she advised as she typed. But before she could send his words hurt, "Like you did to me the other morning?" "I, yes. Oh why not." she surrendered. Standing, she walked around the table. She did use him and enjoyed it greatly the other day. The only difference now was size. She straddled her former neighbor and pressed close. "If you tell anyone I'll make sure they mate you to some old ugly females." She threatened. "Who would I tell." he panted clearly both excited and scared. She pressed her lips to his mouth. She was pleasantly surprised at how good he was at that. His hands wrapped to her back and stayed there. She hated how excited she was to feel his erection under his little uniform pants. She pushed his hands under her skirt. As he rubbed her ass she leaned back and started undoing his shirt. He was eager as his hips were grinding up at her groin. He shuttered and gasped. She felt embarrassed for him. "Sorry Karla, I guess I just wasn't ready for, you know." She stroked his cheek. "It's OK Carlos." "Looks like my first time will be with a stranger. Thanks for trying." he looked so sad. She pulled him from his chair. "Where are we going?" he asked, confused. "Just follow me." She ordered. In her room she led him over to her shower. She started the shower then turned to catch him peeking up her short skirt. She grabbed the sides of his tight pants and pulled them to his ankles. Tossing them in the shower inside out. Mightlore dried fast. She stood and finished undoing his shirt. No shoes or underwear on him made stripping him easy. Milly must not like to waste time removing clothes. She pushed him into the booth. He did look really good naked, why didn't she notice him before they were Shrunken. She pulled her shirt off, exposing her lacey bra. Her audience liked what he saw. She stretched the skirt band and shimmied it down her legs. Males were so easy to please. She unhooked her bra and you would have thought he hadn't just seen them a few hours ago. Her lacey frilly panties next. Karla stepped in and pressed close to him. As her hand helped the water rid his groin of his premature release she informed him, "Expect to be called Micheal." "OK, sure." The young male accepted. She rubbed her naked form to her Micheal stand-in. His hands were again just on her back. She pushed one on her ass cheek. That triggered an energetic reaction. Mouth sucked on her breast and hands explored her body. Micheal's oral affection was more appealing. Micheal's hands massaged nicely as they felt her over. She ran her hands through his hair. It was too long, Micheal's was better. But, this was exciting. This Shrunken male was wonderfully fit. He was cleaned, she shut off the water, "What now?" he entertainment asked in confusion. She dragged him to the bed. She'd need to call a pet up to mop up after they were done. She pushed him onto the bed. Climbing over him. She pointed his endowment up. Big, but no Micheal. She capped him and he became Carlos again suddenly. "What, are you OK? Did you cum already?" he asked in confusion. "Are you sure you want me to do this?" she asked, just in case. "Please." he begged. Back to being her Micheal stand-in, she pressed herself down his length. His eyes twitched as she did so. She pressed her ample mounds into his face and began riding him slowly. It felt really nice. Not as glorious as the real Micheal's Behemoth. But, a good distraction. Oh, she liked this male's shaft. So nice. A good length and thickness. Her body danced faster. Her entertainment's mouth and hands were too focused on her breasts, but she didn't care. It wasn't likely going to last much longer. Oh she started hoping. She was getting close. Just a little faster and she would likely get what she wanted out of this. Yes a little longer. Just a little longer you fun little Shrunken toy. Oh so near. Carlos declared he was done. Karla cuddled him tightly as she felt him unload into her. Soon after he finished he whimpered, "Sorry you didn't get to finish." She smiled at him and kissed his forehead. "This wasn't for me. Hope you don't regret me being your first." She advised him as she stroked his face. Ignoring IT's long lost voice demanding that she slap the Male Shrunken for failing to pleasure her fully. He smiled up at her, "I will never regret you being my first. Just not making it worth your while." She slipped off him and cuddled with him. "I will still talk to Milly about not breeding you." "Thank you." he sighed. "If she doesn't agree, I might be able to suggest some of Micheal's pets. Did you maybe want to take a look?'' She offered. "I guess so. I need to use the bathroom." he advised. "Go, I'll get your pants from the shower so they can dry." she advised. Karla got dressed. She felt she should feel guilty for having sex with a Male Shrunken behind Micheal's back. But, he was OK with her playing with them when she was big. Was this really that much different? She went back into her room to find Carlos hiding his nakedness under her blankets. She tossed him his shirt. "It'll just be a few minutes for your pants to dry." she advised. "OK if I just stay here?" he asked. "Yeah, I'll grab my tablet and sit with you." she told him. "Your own cage, a way to text, a tablet, and not talked to like a pet. You are so lucky." Carlios lamented. "I really am." she agreed. She grabbed her tablet and brought up Micheal's collection. Switching them to be displayed in the same school uniform as she was wearing. Hopefully he didn't get too excited looking at possible future breeding partners. She laid beside him and they started flipping through Micheal's pretty pets. Several of the older Shrunken females caught his attention for certain reasons. Then he stopped looking. "Who is that one?" Karla smiled. Of course, they would make lovely kitten's together. "That's Peyton. She is a very nice Shrunken." "Why do you do that?" he suddenly asked. "What?" she wondered what she was doing. "Refer to people they made small and kidnapped as Shrunken like they do?" he explained. "Because that's what we are now." she answered. "You're OK with being their living toy. Forced to endure whatever they want to do to you?" he inquired. "Well, yes. That's what we are for." she reasoned. "I was saving and studying to become a dentist and work with my dad. Now I'll never see my dad again. I wasn't for that woman's fun till they made us this way just because they could." Carlos countered. Karla hugged him. "That is sadly how the world really works I found out. The Company can do as they please for the most part." "Yeah." he sighed. Then forced a smile, "What is Peyton like?" "Let me make sure your pants are dry and I'll call her here for you to meet." she offered. The rest of the afternoon was watching two young Shrunken nervously chat with each other. Peyton seems to take a liking to Carlos. Course that might be since he was the first male her size she had seen. He likely wasn't complaining about her loose hanging crop top and little ass hugging jogging shorts. Milly arrived and smiled at the pairing. Karla shrugged at her human friend. "Well, I'm here to collect my Shrunken." she said like she just came into the room. Carlos and Peyton flinched. "He's been nice company. Hasn't he Peyton?" Karla called out. Peyton nervously agreed saying, "It was a wonderful visitor." "Well, next time you're staying in your cage Karla I'll have to bring him in again." Milly advised as she lifted Carlos. "Where is Josie?" Karla asked. "Down stairs. Trying her best to plan out a Treasures in Tunnel's game for the kids. It's amusing watching her trying to turn the pages of a full sized book." Milly answered with a smirk. "Why isn't she using her PDFs?" Karla asked. "On your tablet." Milly responded. "Oh, right." Karla snickered. "Did you want to come down and see her?" Milly offered. "I'm going to stay and run the weather in the cage. But could you take my tablet to her?" she asked. "Certainly." Milly agreed, picking up the reduced device. She watched Milly wander off with Carlos and the tablet. Peyton walked over, "Will she bring Carlos again?" Karla got up and started towards the weather controls. The plants likely needed a good rain. "Likely, would you be happy to see him again." The shapely young blonde Shrunken blushed. "Yeah, I would. I was wondering if we could keep his visits a secret?" "Why, don't think the other pets will like him?" Karla asked. "Actually, from the talk in the cage. I would have trouble keeping his attention." Peyton confessed. Karla smiled, "And you want all of his attention." "Yes please." she confirmed. "I might be willing to do that for you pretty Peyton." Karla teased. "I would be willing to pay you back. You know, do things you like done." the curvy pet offered. Karla hadn't even thought about what having access to a regularly visiting male could do for her. She grabbed the PA system for the cage. Trying not to purr as she announced, "Attention cage population. This is your Queen, Karla Miller. In approximately, say, five minutes it will start to rain. I'll make it so it isn't cold though. So if you want to play in the shower you won't freeze. You have been warned." She walked over to the controls and set the start time, length, and a temperature of the water. "Well, can we keep it secret?" Peyton begged. Karla felt herself becoming aroused. She strutted over to the shaded window to watch the cage as the artificial rain fell. She dropped her panties to the floor then turned to sit on the padded sill. Peyton took the hint and laid along the sill and nuzzled her cute face under Karla's skirt. Karla sighed happily as the blonde's tongue began licking along the edges of her slit. Then her curvy friend went deeper. Karla started playing in Peyton's short blonde hair. The smart Shrunken must have been practicing on each other. She reminded Karla of her missed Maria's talents. Karla felt her pussy getting very juicy as the rain started falling. Delighted to watch Shrunken play in the summer shower as Peyton suckled her own cloud burst. Karla leaned back and stretched her legs over Peyton's back, She was well earning Karla keeping Carlos' visits secret. She closed her eyes and let the rush happen. As she started to come back he expected Petyon's little face to pop up and ask if they were even. She didn't, she just kept tasting Karla's sensitive area. Karla bowed forward. Hand down Peyton's shirt to massage one of the blonde's big firm tits. Karla messed up those short blonde locks. Peyton started jamming her wiggling tongue deep into her. Karla heard herself cheering repeatedly, "Good girl! Good Girl!" That formerly timid Shrunken made lightning shoot through Karla's body again and she slammed her back against the wall in reaction. That little minx kept going as Karla's body danced in reaction. Karla found herself panting. Peyton lifted her head from under Karla's skirt. Vanilla flavored full lips pressed to Karla's lips. Karla's hands pulled up on the younger Shrunken's shirt. The Shrunken process being a great blessing to Peyton’s abundant bosom. Karla felt her shirt rising and she was happy to let it go. Nimble fingers unhooked her bra and it too was taking away. Karla raced her hands down Peyton's back and pushed all her bottom's off that perky round ass. Karla celebrated Peyton's dance toned form with her hands. Their bodies rub together. Karla enjoyed how their artificially firm breasts felt nuzzling into each other. Peyton's nipples were a good sign she liked this payment option. Karla was well in her happy place. "Oh so Hot!" her titan decried. A massive hand wrapped around them both. Lifting them with ease. Karla felt her Micheal's mighty fingers pull her little skirt down her legs. He forced their legs apart and into his lips. As his tongue started all Karla could think of was how wonderful it was to be so easily dominated by her towering owner. The falling water cooled her warm skin. Peyton returned the sensations Micheal gave her to affection for Karla's body. Karla faguely watched her titan teen lumber through his cage catching random Shrunken. With a wiggling mixed handful he opened a random apartment at groin height. He dumped the pile of lovelies inside. Karla was grabbed by her giant boy again. As she lowered she saw the Behemoth flop out of his opened pants. She hummed in delight as he made Peyton and her press tight to his massive girth. She was dragged along his wet smooth skin. A chorus of voices fearfully whimpering came from within the clear cage. None willing to tempt her titan's anger by simply opening the apartment's inner door and just leaving. His shiver happened and Karla looked up. Thick white sprays blasted into the trapped crowd. Face, bodies, and wet clothes became white under her towering Micheal's warm cum. He gasped as he pulled her from his manhood and held her tight to his neck. She watched as he wiped his tip clean with Peyton's lovely frame before dumping her in with the lucky cum showered Shrunken within. He then sighed and noted, "We should change out of these wet clothes.'' Karla snickered, she wasn't in any wet clothes. He placed her in her cage. "We have to change quickly. I have judo tonight." he advised. Karla went to her outfits. She could see Josie standing on his bed shaking her head at her. Karla looked quickly through her closet. She spotted a perfect outfit. A ninja robe, well it was more of a long shirt with a belt. But she knew Micheal would like the look on her. Of course she had to wonder what ninja would wear a bright purple outfit. "Oh, you look so Hot." he praised as he collected her. Instead of downstairs to supper he knelt down by his bed and placed her beside a sexy soldier Josie. He looked slightly sad, taking a big sigh. Then offered, "Mom told me why you two were upset. I thought it would be fun for all of us. Like the other day when you both had a couple Shrunken made to make you feel good. But to the next level. I'm sorry it scared you and that you got hurt while it happened. I'll not do that again to you. Do you forgive me?" Karla looked over to Josie and she shrugged. Really, what options did they have? "I forgive you Micheal. Just maybe ask us before doing new things like that." Karla advised. "Yes please. We like playing with you. But certain things we would be against. Just please, if we are as special as you say we are, ask us." Josie cleverly guilted him. "I will. When we get back you two can pick the game before bed. Promise." he surrendered. "OK." they both cooed at their titan teen. Down to the kitchen table. Some short of beef dish. But for Josie and her it was a little plate of nibbles specially cut for them as their supper. They began eating Micheal and Milly eating fast to get ready to go to Judo. Howard cleared his throat, gaining their attention. "So, the first few pads will be ready next week." "That's great Honey." Milly cheered. "Yeah, but they need me to go to them and verify they are installed correctly. So, early Monday morning I'll be flying down to southern California to check that one then travel up the west coast checking locations for the week." He advised them. "Cool. Can I come?" Micheal asked. "Sadly, it will be only the two of us." Howard stated. "Oh, Honey. How would Micheal get to work?" Milly inquired. "Ah, no. See, as part of the set up they are also building the Grant additions to the stores. So, Karla will have to come with me." he looked nervous. "For a whole week?" Micheal whimpered. "So, she'll be full sized for a week?" Milly wondered. "No, Company thinks it'll be easier for me to just carry her as Standard size for travel and have her adjusted to required sizes on site. Sorry Karla, no sight seeing this time." Howard explained. "But she's my Shrunken." Micheal pointed out. "Yes son. But this type of thing you agreed to when you let Jeff rent her for this job." Howard advised. "How will they make sure she isn't discovered?" Milly questioned. "They will all be private transports. Seems the Walker pellet division volunteered their private jet. So The Company just needs to secure agents for any security crossing." Howard clarified. "Oh, you'll take good care of Karla." Micheal requested. "Of course." Howard noted. "Well, we'll miss you both." Milly gave a little whimper to her voice. "Yeah, you'll help me pack right?" he asked. "Certainly honey." Milly cooed. "Mom, Judo." Micheal said in a slightly annoyed huff and rolling his eyes. "Right, just because you reminded me. I'm heading to the Howell's tomorrow to help them pack up their place. Remember they are moving on Saturday." Milly reminded them. "It's going to be so cool having them as our neighbors. Hang out with Sandy. I wonder if we will be allowed to check out the playsets they're designing?" Micheal began to babble. "Micheal, Judo." Milly teased. Mother and son went to Judo. Howard brought Karla and Josie into the kitchen to keep him company as did dishes. "Walker Pellets? Why do you think they are lending their jet to send us around?" Karla asked. "Likely to attempt to hurry the installations up. The sooner they are done the sooner they become open for general use. That would make it cheaper for them to ship their pellets around." Howard guessed. "Are they a big division?" Josie asked. "One of the largest. They provide not just Shrunken feed pellets but also animal feed. And of course the Randy Ranch novelty pellets. It's rumored the division head has invested in many of the most successful divisions in the Company. As well as Jeff's and my own." Howard explained. "Swimming with the big fish huh?" Karla teased. "If the rumors are true. He's looking to build an advertising division under his umbrella. And if that is true, likely the ones that he wants to have exclusive advertising rights to Jeff and my divisions. Which I would be all for." Howard explained. Dishes done, Howard brought them to the kitchen table. A clue board was quickly set up. Besides remembering to maneuver so not to be flashing Howard their panties or ass, it was a fun few games. Even with the human sized cards and dice. Milly and Micheal arrived and the Game of Life came out. Easier to play at Standard size. Micheal took them up after a few games. He was a tired giant boy. Pajamas and teeth brushed. They were soon cuddled on his warm chest. Karla didn't feel bad not to get some play before bed as the board games with the family just made her feel so happy. - HentaiHunter1 - Shrink Master - Posts: 396 - Joined: Thu Jul 23, 2020 4:44 am - Gender: - Contact: Ch 26A: The Tourists. Home Life Chapter 26A Karla was awoken by a nimble giant finger sneaking up her pajama shirt. Her breasts soon were kissed by the pad of that digit. Titan's thumb and finger pulled her shorts off her by rolling them down her legs. Thumb spread her legs and massaged her sensitive area. Making waves of pleasant sensations to wash through her body. Josie's wonderful gasping sang out beside her. She was lifted up and a warm mouth wrapped over her head and torso. Soft lips dragged up her body and took her loose shirt. Pausing long enough for her giant's talented tongue to tease her nipples. She was pressed down to his chest as a gorgeous redhead was lifted. Sexy legs kicked happily as her top half was orally stripped. Before she was placed beside Karla. Her hand found Josie's hand. Titan fingers massaged the fronts of them. Breasts kneaded and pussy rubbed. "Should I go get some fun pets or should I just focus on my Special ladies?" he asked. Karla looked at her watch. As much as she wanted to watch her towering teen dominate some of his pretty pets. He only had limited time. Josie nodded at her. "Focus on us, you only have a little time." She declared. "You're right." he noted taking his hands away. The exposed his thick monster clearly ready for their helpless little forms. He lifted her to one side as Josie was headed to the other. He pressed her tiny body against his warm shaft with his palm. Cupping around her body almost completely. Karla couldn't help but gasp as her titan teen rubbed her every which way over the Behemoth. She licked and kissed at her owner's smooth skin hoping he would notice the sensation of her affection. Hairy texture and squishy area told she was being used to stimulate his heavy balls. She moaned in realization she could fit easily in one pocket of his giant sack. She was so aroused at how small and helpless she was to her Micheal. Yet he was so gentle and affectionate. Back to the hard rounded shaft. She first thought she was being enjoyed up and down that towering penis. But delighted to realize her giant lover was pumping his hips, literally fucking along her entire little body. Enjoying the sensation of her legs, breasts, and face against his manhood. Suddenly Josie was there. She was panting in arousal as well. He was being such a sexy mean giant. But why were they together? White thick cum sprayed the answer. She hadn't even noticed his shiver in her own strange delight. Her eyes stung and her mouth was clogged with chocolate flavored spunk. Still she trembled in a symbolic sensual response. Micheal stood and seemed to be walking, likely to the shower. Karla was looking greatly forward to the flowing water. The surprised release meant she got the full effect of the few negative side effects of their colossal keeper's pleasure. She felt the cool shelf as water splattered down on them. She faced into the water's direction to get the full assistance ridding her face of Micheal's thick warm cum. "Oh you two fell so good down there." he praised. "Thanks." Josie replied with a snicker. "Was it OK what I did?" he worried. "Yes Micheal. We were not in any danger in your hands." Karla praised him now. "Oh good, because I love doing that with you two." he cheered. They shared a nice shower. As Micheal carried them to their cages he asked, "We are playing Battle Jumpers tonight with the group, could you dress as your characters?" "We could wait and change after supper." Josie suggested. Karla was a bit disappointed she wouldn’t get to watch Josie wander about in her little frilly dress. "Yeah, that works." Micheal accepted. Karla picked out an oversized shirt and yoga pants for a day of relaxing. Josie came in wearing black jeans with holes torn into the legs and a faded Superman shirt. Josie tilted her head and asked, "That's what you're wearing to go see Sandy today?" "No, I think I'll stay home. Those blankets I ordered came in on Monday and are just sitting in the garage. I thought I'd get the team together and hand those out for that day." Karla explained. "I guess that makes sense." Josie nodded. Micheal approached and opened their cage. "Breakfast." he unnecessarily advised. Hands scooped them up. Karla found she had an aprasing thumb stroking along her silky material covered leg. Down to the table. Milly smiled at them as she placed plates before Howard and Micheal. "I'll bring yours in a second." The towering woman advised them. She left to the kitchen and came back with two Shrunken sized plates and her own breakfast. Looked like she had made them an omelet to share while the humans had poached eggs on toast with ham slices and a side of hash brown patties. "Glad you joined us today." Howard noted as he began eating. "Yes, sorry about yesterday. We overreacted a little." Josie suggested. "No, you were right to be mad." Micheal pouted. "Well, we forgive you." Karla hoped to cheer him up. "Thanks." he smiled sweetly. "Are you two excited to visit the Howells today?" Milly asked. "If it's OK I am going to stay home." Karla requested. "Are you feeling OK?" Milly asked with concern. "Yeah. It's just I order those blankets for Micheal's Shrunken and haven't handed them out yet." Karla explained. "We could do that after I get home from work." Micheal offered. "We are playing Battle Jumpers, remember." Josie kindly reminded their owner. "Oh right." he sighed. "Well, if you have an emergency text me as I'll be closer then Milly." Howard advised. "Thanks, I will." Karla accepted. "Well I'm looking forward to seeing Sandy and the Howells." Josie noted. Starting off a conversation of what the plans the Howell's had for finishing their packing in the next few days. Josie would likely be made Doll sized to help how she could. Unlike the Miller's their drive wasn't hidden enough to shrink their container and move themselves. So they'll need the Company movers. Suddenly Milly noted, "So Gabs agreed to yet Josie and Karla be full sized for Saturday. I'll bring them and Chuck Friday afternoon unless Karla wants to go into work that morning?" "Oh, I wasn't planning on going in on Friday. Though I suppose I should go in again this week to keep up with my few reports." Karla accepted the suggestion. "I could come with you for a change." Josie offered. "That would be great." Micheal cheered. Breakfast soon finished Micheal took Karla up to her cage as Josie stayed to keep Milly company as she cleaned up. As he placed Karla in the cage he advised, "If you have any problems remember to text dad since the Howell's place is so far away." "I’ll remember." She accepted. He stroked her head with a massive finger. "I would be so upset if anything happened to you." She leaned into that touch. "I'll be careful." she promised. He bowed and kissed her face and she placed a mini kiss on his bottom lip. "Have a good day at work." she wished him. "I hope you have a good day as well." he sighed, clearly wanting her to come with him. Karla stayed strong. Those blanket wouldn't get handed out if she didn't do it soon. She walked down to the tunnel into the room sized cage. Micheal's pets were starting their day. Jogging, walking, some even doing that slow martial arts thing on a grassy knoll. She smiled knowing they were keeping themselves active. Good for their bodies. Good for Micheal's enjoyment. Karla strutted to the elevator and once to the ground floor to the door. She snickered. The small box of mini blankets to a human took up several of the empty spots in her private garage. Milly had nicely folded the flaps down. Sadly it faced upward. Karla found she had a ladder, this would add to the task. Karla climbed into her Charger. She felt bad for her black and red beauty. Kept contained like this. She needed to take her babies for more drives. She did have a track to use after all. Garage door opened and Karla turned the work of art on. She had a mental image of Micheal's massive mouth savoring her Shrunken womanhood as she was laid upon that shiny hood. Not good for the paint she sighed, then countered how it would be good for her spirit. Karla pulled onto the path that doubled as a road. She hit the button to close the door and started slowly down towards the Rabbit Barn. She pulled along a group of cupcakes jogging their nice little legs tone. Perky asses danced with their feet landing. They looked at her with worry. Karla found this strangely delightful. "Do you know who I mean by my Council?" she asked the cute trio. They looked at each other. "Yes Lady Karla." a pale skinned blonde replied nervously. "If you see them, direct them to the barn. Understand?" Karla commanded. "Yes Lady Karla." they all sang timidly. "Spread the word." she added before pulling away. Karla couldn't drive on these paths like she wanted. Like this beauty deserved. The Shrunken were not used to cars going in their little village. She might hit one. Maybe if there was time after the blankets were handed out she could test out that unused track Albert created for her. At the barn several ladies were playing with the two friendly bunnies. They were walking them around the front pen. Karla parked a little ways from the barn so she wouldn’t startle the fuzzy delights. She walked up, strutted really. The girls there looked nervously at each other. Where she went could mean a playful giant followed after all. Through the barn she found her adorable twitchy nosed boy being walked by that unused lovely redhead. Her little cheer uniform outfit fit her body well. Karla approached trying to figure out if maybe she just had a thing for red haired ladies. What was her name, Karla wondered as she approached. Patches spotted her and bound over to her, nearly dragging his attendant with him. Karla was nuzzled by a fuzzy nose as he gave off happy cute barks. She cuddled her bunny back and asked, "How is he doing?" "He's still anti-social but healthy. I think he likes his little walks. But still won't let any of us put the saddle on him." the pretty young Shrunken informed her. "Saddle, are they big enough to ride?" Karla asked excitedly. The girl shook her head. "No, but the manual advises to put it on them to get them used to them before trying to mount them. The other two accept them fine. He will let a few of us put the bridle for leading him around on him. Even will let us place the blanket on his back. But rears up anytime he notices the saddle." "I'll try later. Now I'm expecting my Council anytime now. I guess I should pick you as one of my personal servants since your looking after Patches so well miss." Karla responded. The girl flinched. Then asked, "Servant, like Aoi?" "Likely sometimes. But mostly as my fuzzy cutey's trainer. You’ll be good for her, won't you Patches. Be good for the pretty Red Haired lovely." Karla explained snuggling her massive pet. "It's Aideen. My name. I will try my best. Just to let you know, I'm not into girls." the bunny rancher advised. Karla couldn't help but torment. Hand up the girl's extra mini skirt. She thanked the inventor of the Shrunken process for how well toned it made smooth ass cheeks. Purring, "Maybe later we'll practice so you'll be good at faking it when Director Micheal comes calling. He likes watching me be attended too Aideen." "Yes Lady Karla." was her wonderful response. "Karla, you were looking for us?" Peyton's voice called from the barn. Karla noted cars and bunnies were not the only things in the cage she needed to visit more often, "Peyton, you should call me Lady Karla in the cage. But yes I am. Where are the others?" "Sorry, right Lady Karla. I don't know. Cyder just let me know you were looking for us." Peyton answered. Karla turned to Aideen and ran her fingers through her long hair requesting, "If the Council shows up here could you direct them towards my garage?" "Yes Lady Karla." the girl responded. Karla turned and hugged the bunny. She liked the sensation of its purr-like sound. "You be a good boy for Aideen." she instructed the cuddy friend. He pushed softly into her hug. Karla turned to walk away and he followed, practically dragging Aideen with him. Karla turned, "Stay here Patches, I'll be back later." Then she continued on. The rabbit made little whimpering sounds as he watched her go. Karla had to again stay strong around a cute guy or not get those blankets out. Peyton followed her to that shining car. As they pulled away the girl shyly asked, "Will Carlos be visiting again soon?" "I don't know. But I can ask Milly. Would you like to see him again?" Karla teasingly asked. She was sure she knew the answer. "I would. He was nice yesterday." the girl confirmed. Begging, "You'll keep his visits secret still, right?" "I'll do what I can." Karla promised. "It's strange what you miss." the shapely blonde sighed. "Just riding in a car again is oddly just a treat. You are so lucky." "Yeah it's great to be Micheal top girl." Karla said with great pride. "Can I say something?" Peyton requested. "Certainly." Karla permitted having an idea where her companion was going with this. Peyton took a deep breath. Hummed, then took another deep breath. "Do you really like being his slave?" "We're not slaves were Shrunken." Karla clarified. Peyton sighed softly then she smiled, "You really are trained to their thinking aren't you?" "It is the real way of the world. The sooner you accept that and learn to live with it, the happier you'll become." Karla explained. The cute blonde looked away and in a sad tone confessed, "I don't like being a Shrunken." "Oh it's not so bad. You just have to accept Director Micheal's enjoyment is now you purpose in life." Karla advised. She looked back at Karla and advised, "I know that's what I have to do. But I still don't like it. Being stripped against my will. Being pressed to his big penis. Or having his finger poked into me down there. And especially when he finishes and sprays his stuff all over me." Karla smiled, those things were now some of her favorite things. Though she remembered how she reacted at first. How she accepted those actions to get her better treatment. Maybe that could be a selling point, "You know Micheal likes when his pets actively play back. The more into his attention you seem the better he's likely to treat you when he's not playing with you." Peyton sounded so defeated as she explained, "You don't see it now do you. None of us will get near what you and Josie have. You two get to eat with them and live with them. Are made human again or near human again for short periods. I could moan and cheer him doing things to me till I was red in the face but I would still be an object for his enjoyment. I and others only get better treatment because you insist we do. And that treatment is mostly from the poor girls in here not as enjoyed as often by you and your Director Micheal. The best I got is I know he likes how I feel on his penis too much to sell me. That you enjoy using me to entertain him and will want me around for that. Sorry to snap at you like that. It's just you need to see why we don't get excited when he comes to use us as sex toys." Karla felt bad for how Peyton felt about her new life. Though the pride of knowing Micheal's pets knew her spot above them. Worse was the itching want to have Micheal unload all over the Blonde when he got home. He would enjoy that too. She shook her head and said, "I'll try to get you some extra reward." They pulled up to the garage and to Karla's surprise to find the rest of the Counsel ladies waiting there. Peyton noted before exiting, "I would love some Ice Cream." That didn't help slow Karla imagination of Micheal's possible fun with the girl. "We heard you're looking for us?" Shawna said. "Yes, I ordered the girls some Mightlore coated blankets. I wanted to hand them out today." Karla advised. Shawna smiled and learned her head back in joy, "Oh thank goodness. I'm so tired of those itchy blankets we currently have." "Wait, are Mightlore blankets nice?" Donna asked. "Sweetheart, it's like they're coated in silk." Shawna explained. The small group all sighed happily at this change of sleep covering. Karla led them inside and to the box. Gabriel pointed out the obvious problem, "How are we going to get them out of that?" "I think we could have someone to climb up and toss us down a few at a time." Karla suggested. The busty Shrunken pointed out a flaw, "And when the pile gets too low to reach over the edge?" "Karla, is the Director still home?" Shawna asked. "No, but his mother is." she replied. She was about to text Milly when the door to the cage opened. "Karla?" Milly called out. Karla peaked her head out the door. Yelling up to her, "We're in the garage." The woman kneeled down. "Meeting with your team?" Could I ask you a favor." Karla requested. "Sure, what?" the towering blonde replied. "Are you able to tilt the box of blankets down so we can just walk in and out of it?" Karla asked. "Oh sure, here." Her hand came out from behind her back. Placing Carlos before Karla, "He seemed to cheer you up yesterday, thought he could keep you company today as well." The woman said with a wink. Josie just shook her head while resting on the woman's shoulder. The young male was clad in a tight white shirt and shorts outfit that made Karla think of tennis. Karla watched as the woman flipped a couple clasps on the sides of the building. The floors folded out like a tool box. The woman simply tilted the box onto its side. This did chase the ladies out of the Garage. Their startled expressions quickly slipped to intrigue at the sight of a male of their size. "There you go Karla. Anything else you need?" Milly asked. "No, thank you. Have a good day. Talk to you later Josie." Karla replied. "You be nice." Josie replied. And the two left to go help the Howells pack. Shawna walked around Carlos with hips popping, "Forget the blankets, how do I get one of these for my bed?" Karla ignored her recent history with the lad as she pointed out, "He's only a kid." Shawna nuzzled her body along Karla's in a welcomed way, "We are Shrunken now remember. Kept for fun and interesting interactions." Donna distracted from Shawna’s teasing by noting in clear arousal, "He's about my age." Shawna snickered, "Fun is fun, but we better get him inside before the whole cage comes looking for our guest." Karla led them back into the garage. Peyton looked sad that Carlos visits were no longer a secret. Though the male did move to be closer to the shapely blonde. "So, are we still giving out the blankets?" Gabriel asked, moving towards the male. "Yes, I want it done today." Karla replied, nodding towards Peyton. It was nice to see Gabriel caught on to what she was hinting at and stepped away. Shawna hummed a little too eagerly, "So what are we going to do with little tight shorts? Have a draw?" Karla was a little put off by how quickly these ladies had objectified Carlos. Though she softened that by reminding herself that they didn't think they'd get to interact with another male besides Micheal for the rest of their lives. So, it could be forgiven a little excitement about a guy their own size. She ran a hand across his chest noting internally she herself had used him for fun a couple times now and should get off her high horse. As she did, she advised, "He'll just have to help us. Be a little visual treat for Micheal's pets." Shawna snickered, "Oh you're cruel I forgot." "Nonsense, I think I found another reward for well behaved Shrunken if Mistress Milly agrees." Karla purred. "Shouldn't Director Micheal have to allow treats?" Grace smartly pointed out, to Karla's shock. She petted the former actress on her head. The pouty face pretty closed her eyes and lifted her head into the affection. "Yes, normally you would be right. But I think this treat idea might be best not to ask him about. He's a jealous Director and wouldn't understand that my treat idea isn't romantic but to blow off steam. Like a massage." I understand. Like when one of our Directors would get a creative block and ask my to rub his pee-pee till it passed.'' The leggy sweet looked for clarification. "Yeah, only we would be the Directors." Karla confirmed, again reminded why Grace played the ditzy one on her former show. The Actress cocked her head and questioned, "But we don't have pee-pees." Karla stifled a snicker thinking it was a good thing Grace was pretty. Shawna walked up to the tan skinned lovely and whispered in her ear. Grace looked at her and noted, "But that is sexual." Shawna whispered something else and Grace's face scrunched like she was trying to understand. "OH, ahh, that's why my hand would come out all covered in white stuff." Karla sighed, yep good thing she was pretty. They got past Grace's innocents and organized. Amanda, Peyton, and Carlos would hand out the blankets. Shawna would keep track of who already got their share. Donna and Sophia brought the Blankets out. Gabriel kept the line organized and flowing. And Karla would supervised. Once word of mouth got out that they were giving out non-scratchy blankets the crowd showed up. Or it might have been the fact there was a Shrunken male handing them out. Karla had stationed Carlos and Peyton there hoping they would have a chance to chat. Noticing Amanda didn't take that much of an interest in him due to him not being a giant. If she had been thinking though she would have put them on blanket collecting duties since almost every female that came up to get their blankets went to him and usually made some short of lude suggestion, some offers were down right pornagraphic. What started to really bother Karla was that many making those offers were old enough to be Carlos' mother. Then it occurred to her that Milly was old enough to be his mother and she played with him regularly, he was one of her favorites. She noticed among the line up campers, campers she had guided them too. Her mind raced with the knowledge that Howard and Jeff both had a stock of those girls from that port. Milly and Debbie filled their collection boxes with many boys from that camp. Oh how many campers were now at Jeff factory? Either strapped ass up forced to become pregnant or drugged out of their mind humping into the first wet hole they find. Karla found she was having trouble breathing. She heard her voice announce, "I'm a monster." She was flooded with the old member how she had felt when she had seen they were going to play with such poor young girls. The guilt hit her like a truck. Another blow came when her old self reminded her that she helped them find and kidnap those camp goers and more. Cheered them on like a little sadistic cheerleader. Two hands had clawed into her upper arms and were pushing her into the garage. Past Donna and Sophia and into the stairwell. Forcing her to sit on the stairs. Shawna looked her in the face and asked, "Karla, what is wrong with you?" "I helped them. I made those teens sex toys for men and women old enough to be their parents. I'm a monster." Karla blurted at the former thief. Karla head whipped to one side. Her eyes rolled around in her head as Shawna firmly stated, "You did what you have to do. You survive in this environment. More you rule this environment. That boy worships you. His parents love you. Their friends praise you. You are Karla, the queen of this little walled in village and frankly beyond it. Stop thinking like those tarts in there are human. None of us are any more. Forget the morality and rules that come from being human. They don't include us any more. If that owner of yours wants you to grab any of his Shrunken and drag it up and down that massive cock you ask face up or down. Hell, if that woman came back and requested you stuff one of us up her pussy, thank her for her offer to please her. You did what any smart Shrunken given a chance to should do, please her owner. So what some teeny boppers or whatever end up wrapped to a man's cock. That just made you a higher prized Shrunken among the humans in Micheal's life. Stop freaking out and get back to being Lady Karla of Director Micheal's collection again." Karla rubbed her sore cheek and mumbled out, "But they were at a camp." Shawna said, "Phh! Fuck them! If I had been Micheal's favorite cock warmer and he liked those types I would have looked for Orphanages and Girl's detention centers for him to collect from. Besides, if not here they would be with some other Company member. They were collected that day no matter what you did or did not do." "So I'm not a monster." Karla looked for a ray of hope. Shawna sat and hugged her. "A little, but what else could you have done? Our lives are now to please the humans in our life or face being some other person's plaything. I'm not going to do anything that could get me kicked out of this Shrunken paradise. Even if that includes slapping my owner's favorite across her face and telling her to get her big girl panties back on. Especially in front of the other pets." "Thanks Shawna. I was just so bothered by how all the older ladies were hitting on Carlos." Karla confessed. "Oh," Shawna said then noted, "You have to keep it in your head that there isn't an older and younger Shrunken. No wide ranges of ages for us living playthings sadly. There are just Ripe and Unripe. And once Ripe we are fair game for whatever the humans that own us get into their minds." "Yeah, I think I just forgot that." Karla agreed. Shawna kissed her forehead, "No problem. I have been part of this world longer than you. Hell, I might as well have been a Shrunken since daddy brought me into his business." "Are you really happy here?" Karla asked. "Beside you and Josie, I am likely the happiest Shrunken in this whole house. If I'm going to be sexually touched I have an idea of by who. I know my bed is safe and I have a stable home. I don't have to look over my shoulder for security or worse, someone we stole from. I'm even starting to really enjoy the cherry flavored pellets." She advised her. "I'm glad you feel at home here." Karla said. "I'm jealous you are treated so well by the humans." Shawna confided. Karla wiped her face and huffed out, "I guess we should get back out there. How red is my cheek?" Shawna looked, "Not red at all. I know how to hit without leaving a mark. Most times. Some of our clients liked a little struggle, but didn't want any evidence of impurity. Daddy used to say, give them a work out little girl, but make sure they end up happy." "Do you, you know, miss him?" Karla asked. Shawna smiled at her, "Horribly some days. We were a team for many years. Once you just accept your role, it was just another thing you had to do for a good score. In my mind it was no more than a chore. Same as climbing over a wall or looping a security feed." "Thanks Shawna, I guess I owe you a reward." Karla advised standing up. "Like, Carlos, or." Shawna teased. They went back out. The line up looked to be flowing well without them. Karla sighed and walked over to the table. Whispering in Peyton's ear, "Why don't take Carlos into the garage. And if you end up in the outer cage alone I wouldn't be upset." The pretty blonde pipped, "Really?" Karla just nodded. Taking over for the two. Shawna watched them go into the building and winked at Karla. Karla found the rest of the line went fairly quickly. Seems having a well endowed male Shrunken in tight shorts had been distracting the more lonely of Micheal female pets. Without Carlos there, they just accepted the plush blankets and headed off. The last lady gifted, the Council looked at each other. "Well, what now?" Donna asked. Amanda rubbed her stomach, "Lunch, it's actually mid-afternoon." "Up to my place for fancy pellets?" Karla offered. "Yeah, Ice Cream!" Grace literally leaped in the air and cheered. "Should we, you know, go up there?" Shawna asked, winking. "I'll go check." Karla blushed. She had forgotten about sending those two up there alone. She traveled up and snuck into her cage. She honestly expected to see them rocking her bed or in a post quitious cuddle. But they were just snuggled face to face chatting about some movie. She cleared her throat and they jumped apart like she was one of their mothers. "Oh, Karla, we didn't hear you come in." Peyton advised as her cheeks started to glow a bright pink. "I was just wondering if you two would like to join the others and I for lunch?" She lied. "Oh, ah, sure." was their shared response. Karla figured they were lying. She brought the rest of the girls up. Karla wasn't sure if they were over the shock of a male in their cage or seeing how happy Peyton looked with him. But either way the girls let the two share the couch and gave them space. Lunch slipped into a nice relaxing time just hanging out talking about missed TV shows and cage activities. Carlos didn't even know they made different flavors of pellets. She needed to spend more time with her caged friends. Milly texted as Shawna was telling the story of one of her heists. "Home now, you need more time with him or can I put him away? FYI: Micheal should be home soon." She typed back, "He's just hanging out, you can come get him." Then interrupting, she told the group, "Milly is coming to collect Carlos." Suddenly the whole group had to do things outside the living room area. Sweetly leaving Peyton and Carlos space to say a private good-bye. They returned to give him less personal good-byes before the woman arrived. Milly walked over to the cage, Josie adorably sitting on her shoulder. "Wow, busy boy. Guess he'll be no fun for me later." Milly joked at seeing the semi-circle of females around her prized male. Peyton slipped out, "Nothing happened ma'am." Karla jumped as Milly's usually musical voice snapped at the shapely little blonde, "Who gave you permission to speak? If you are to make a sound I will tell you what sounds to make." Then Milly simply smiled at Karla and like she didn't just verbally tear Peyton's head off said, "So did you want to come out to hang out while I make supper or do you want to stay in the cage." It was a firm display of how spoiled she was compared to her friends. "I'll come out." Karla answered. Watching as Milly opened the cage and wrapped a firm fist around her pet. Then offering an open palm from Karla to climb onto. Milly slipped her onto her shoulder before closing the cage turning. As she began walking Milly noted, "Guess Mikey is having a little trouble training so many Shrunken." Josie defended Peyton with, "She's really a sweet girl. Very attentive to his wants." Milly shook her head, "If she was Howard's and he learned she spoke to me without permission. Well, we have some fun punishments. I'll have to talk to Mikey about his training techniques tonight." "I'll punish her Milly. It was my fault. I am a bit lax with them." Karla noted. "Oh sweetie, you need to let that boy take some responsibility. Besides, it could be fun for you both." Milly advised. Karla was slightly embarrassed that a couple of punishment ideas had danced through her mind already. Milly put Carlos away and they went downstairs to the kitchen. Milly placed them on the counter and started prepping supper. Karla hugged her Red Haired lover and asked, "How was your day?" "Fun actually. They made me Doll sized again and I helped Sandy pack. Your mom says hi by the way. You should come tomorrow, she'd love to see you." Josie advised. "Maybe, I really didn't get anything done today but hand out the blankets. Still a pile left." Karla said wishing she had gone with them to see her mother. "So you need to hand out more?" Josie asked. "No, I just ordered extra for when Micheal gets more pets." Karla advised. Josie sighed and got a determined look. Leaning in close she asked, "You didn't do anything with Carlos did you? Milly thinks you had sex with him. But since she doesn't see us quite like other Shrunken she kept calling it played with him." The last part gained finger quotes. "I did not have sex with Carlos today." Karla tried to lie with an honest statement. She should have known better. Josie could always smell her dishonesty, "Oh Karla, he's just a kid." "No, he's a Shrunken. It's different. Besides, he wanted someone he knew to be his first before Milly had him bred with someone he didn't." Karla explained. "But what about what Micheal would think?" Josie begged. They both jumped as Milly noted, "Likely he’d be as upset with her as he would be for you and Sandy playing with that model pet of Jeff's." Josie's cheeks went pink. "What was that?" Karla felt strangely excited to have a misdeed to torment Miss Proper about. "I didn't want to do it." Josie countered. "Sandy had one of the Howell's current models kneeling before Josie, eagerly giving her attention." Milly teased. Karla looked at Josie, "What?" Josie looked distorted at the reveal of her misdeed. Then explained, "Sandy told me their Brad had a way with his tongue. I said, well that must be great to enjoy. And the next thing I knew she was stripping him down and making him kneel before me. I wanted to say no but felt guilty for some reason so I just stripped down too." "From the sounds she was making, Tanya was right, he does have talents. But, yes, Sandy did force them to. But Josie insisted we leave so he could finish in private." Milly teased. "Are you OK, I mean Sandy basically." Karla began. "Oh she was so upset with herself. I had to remind her I was a Shrunken. But she reminded me I was her friend. I promised I would be back tomorrow, she seemed to accept I forgave her. He did have a very attentive tongue." Josie explained. "I'm surprised, with the lack of permission." Karla noted. Josie tilted her head and with a sigh noted, "She was just so excited to treat her Big Sister." "She is quite fond of that bond isn't she." Karla noted. "I am too. She is such a sweet natured person." Josie announced. "We shouldn't let Micheal know about this." Karla noted. "No we shouldn't." Josie agreed. "Yeah he'd be so upset with us. Milly please don't tell him." Karla requested. "Mums the word. But he's allowed to play with other Shrunken, you two should be allowed from time to time too." Milly promised. "But, we are Shrunken." Josie reminded the towering woman. Milly stopped and looked at them. Like that had just slipped her mind. "Right, yeah. No, I'll keep it between us." "Honey I'm home." Howard called from the front door. Karla and Josie both sighed in relief. Micheal home meant these topics would be pushed aside. They sighed happily as his smiling face found them. He rushed over and nuzzled them both. "How was your day?" he asked them. Teasingly Milly answered, "Good, helped the Howell's pack. Fun conversations with friends. Yours?" "Mom, I was talking to Karla and Josie." he pointed out the obvious. "No, you're setting the table for supper." She commanded. "Right, OK. '' he said, lifting them onto their shoulder thrones. "I had a nice visit with Sandy. She's looking forward to living next door." Josie advised the acceptable points of her day. "I passed out those blankets I bought to your Shrunken." Karla told him. Then he pointed out a fact she didn't think of, "Hmm, Wrapping them in Mightlore coated blankets will feel soo good down there." "Yeah, that too." she replied. Snickering slightly at the end. "Well, we think Jenna discovered a work around to add more distance. We are letting the computers run simulations over night so we can check the results in the morning. If we are right this will be amazing." He excitedly told them. "That's great." They cheered him on, hugging his neck. The family sat for supper. Milly looked to Howard, "How was your day?" "Busy, going over next week's schedule. Looks like we will be hitting two to three locations a day. If we weren't being shipped in first class it would be hell." Howard noted. "So, Karla will be gone all week?" Micheal asked. "Yes, we both will." Teased his father. "Any good news about the trip?" Milly hoped. "Well, yes our last stop is Jeff's factory. We will get in the night before and only have his teleporter to check. So we will be able to hang out and have a tour if we'd like." He clearly was offering Karla. It made today's earlier attack of conscience brush up against Karla's mind. But she shook it off. Curiosity was a stronger pull. "That would be great." She agreed. "So, will Karla be Standard size the whole time? Or full sized the whole time?" Josie asked. "That is the annoying part. Some stops she'll be made Half Sized for that location. Others and for at least one day she will be full. But once we're done for the night I've been told she has to be kept at Standard size. Hope you're ready for a week on the size change yo-yo." He complained. "It's inconvenient. But I understand." Karla tried to comfort her dad-like friend. He smiled at her and shook his head, "I wanted you full sized the whole trip. Save stops and need to carry your suitcase with us everywhere." "Thanks." Karla was warmed he was worried about her comfort. Milly chimed in, "Maybe we should ask Gabs about it. I could call him after supper." "No, thanks though." Karla said towards her mother-like friend. How Milly didn't see how Howard flinched at that name was beyond her. Maybe being this small made seeing slight movement easier. Though Josie didn't react either. "Oh, could you make sure she has clean business-like outfits? Preferably less play designed ones." Howard suggested. "She has a week's worth." Milly noted. They discussed which towns and small cities they would be visiting. Nothing with a name Karla found that familiar. The Company didn't like having anything in major cities after all. Likely one of the locations were on the outskirts of Los Angeles or Seattle, but that's as close as they would go. It was OK with Karla since it wasn't like she could play tourist at any of the stops anyway. Supper ended, Micheal leaped up and scooped them off the table. He was headed for the stairs when Milly loudly asked, "And where are you going?" "Well, we're meeting the others to play Battle Jumpers online and we are going to get our selected Shrunken to dress their part," he explained. "You're going to play after you're done helping with the dishes you mean?" She hinted with her, there's a problem with that plan, tone. "But they will be on soon and Karla and Josie need to change," he pleaded. "Your dad needs your help with the dishes." she countered. "Naa, I have it. Go have fun." Howard jumped in, gaining a glare from Milly. "Really, thanks." Micheal replied and Karla found herself flying up to his apartment. He zipped them right to their cage. "OK change and I'll get us set up." "So, how much trouble do you think Howard is in?" Josie teased. "Oh, I have the feeling he'll be fine." Karla answered. - HentaiHunter1 - Shrink Master - Posts: 396 - Joined: Thu Jul 23, 2020 4:44 am - Gender: - Contact: Ch 26B: The Tourists. Home Life Josie went down to change with a sigh. Karla found her outfit. Then she remembered she needed help pulling that form fitting second skin up over her shoulders. It would take too long to find help, so she grabbed it and walked over to the bed. Stripped down she stretched it over her ankles. Laying on the bed she tugged and wiggled it up her legs. She even managed to pull it up past her waist. Then was the real challenge. Straining and grunting she turned and twisted. She got one of its arms up and shoved her arm down it. She flopped onto her back to pant for air as she wondered how Micheal was able to wrap her so easily around his little finger. Then she remembered how the digit felt literally wrapped inside her and she began tugging the silky material over her shoulder. "Need a hand?" Josie's voice asked. Karla rolled so to keep the leotard held on her arm. Josie's pilot outfit was a frilly pink hued dress with lace ribbons for her pigtails and chunky Mary-Jane shoes of a matching pink. It showed the red head's curves. Advertising much of her cleavage and displaying those wonderful legs. But the style of the outfit looked more like Josie accidentally put on her little sister's Sunday dress. Overall it came off more cute then sexy. Karla snickered as a result. Josie grumbled over, "Yeah I know. But it's the one Sandy wants to use so I'm stuck." Karla was directed to sit up. A bracing knee in her back and between the two of them they managed to pull the other arm up and zip up the back. Josie joked as they finished, "I'm surprised you don't snap in half in that outfit." Karla stood and stretched and twirled. "Oddly once on it's easy to move in and wonderfully comfortable. Honestly if it wasn't so hard to put on I would likely wear it more." "Well, get the boots on. It's not done without them." Josie advised. Karla pulled those thigh high boots up her legs, zipping them closed. She admired the craftsmanship of those tall boots. Amazed at how flexible they were for how much of her leg they covered. Her knees could bend just as easily as they did without them on. How did the makers made such comfortable boots for such little legs. That thought flowed into the appreciation of how well all the Shrunken clothes were made. As boosting, supporting, and showy the outfits were. They were also some of the most comfortable clothes she ever wore. Even the lining in the bust of her body covering tights lifted her bust for Micheal's approving gaze but also hugged softly in it's support. The designers were artists more than just accessory makers for playthings. "Oh so Hot!" Micheal praised. How that giant lad got so close without them noticing was beyond Karla. Not that she thought about it much as his deep appraising eyes smiled over her and made her heart race. Cage opened and they were scooped out. His finger of her hand liked the dips and rises of the length of her leg. She looked over and Josie's hand had a loving fascination with her displayed cleavage. That attention made Josie's head lean back in relaxed enjoyment. No shoulders this trip, her Titan Teen liked what he was touching to much. And they were gorging on that giant's loving attention. This heavenly carry ends when he gently places her on his couch. She rolled over onto her hands and knees and felt herself pouting up at him. She shook it off, taunting herself for being such a love struck little Shrunken. But was consulted when she noticed Josie did the same. Micheal sat on the couch and she felt her cushion lift from the weight. She crawled over and cuddle her back against his massive leg. Their screens were ready so Karla signed in. "Hello Micheal." was Chrissy purred greeting followed by, "Be a good boy and say hello to Karla Daniel." "Hey Karla." Daniel said, followed by a warmer, "Hello Josie." "Hi Dan." Josie said back in a tone that told Karla what she wanted to know. "Hi Big sister." Told of Sandy's arrival. "Hey guys. How are you Sandy?" Chris had signed on. "Hi Chris, I miss you." Sandy replied. "Oh Chris, did those things I ordered arrive?" Micheal interrupted before Karla could enjoy more of her favorite teen drama. "OH yeah thanks, I'll pay you back once I start working. I Promise. Say hello Umiko." Chris responded. A new voice with a heavy east Asian accent nervously mumbled out, "Hello master's friends." Then in a muffled statement asked Chris, "I play this game tonight you do not spray me in semen right?" Chrissy laughed at this. Micheal answered on Chris' behalf, "No little one, you play this game and as a reward your Master will cover you in semen. That's your life now." "But you promise better treatment. Less time in your underwear." the little Asian voice pleaded. "We'll discuss it later. Lets play guys." Chris' tone told that he was slightly embarrassed by this conversation. They played several rounds of Battle Jumpers. It Looked like Sandy had been practicing in her spare time. She wasn't as good as Crissy or Micheal, but noticeably better then she was last week. This gave Karla time to notice her own skills were not great. She felt she did better in the toy then in the game. The controller she felt wasn't as intuitive. It should have been, look with one joystick and move with the other. Gun and missile controls at her fingers. Claw controls just above those. She just preferred the two controlling sticks in the remote. Helmet control of the top gun. Even though it was harder, she even thought she preferred to move her legs to get her robot to walk and jump. Karla had the idea to check to see if they had control set-ups for Shrunken like that. Besides, if they did it would be better training for her skills in the next tournament then tapping buttons on a silly controller would be. They were about to start another round when Jeff's voice could be faintly heard through Chrissy's mic, "Honey I know it's still early but don't forget we have those batches to check on in the morning." "Right dad. Sorry guys, he's right. Forty cages is a lot of detaching, cleaning, and health checks to do so I should get to rest so I can start bright and early." Chrissy noted. "Say good-night Daniel." "Good night all, it's been fun." He noted. "Call me tomorrow night Micheal?" Chrissy requested. "Sure, miss you." he replied. "Oh I miss you too, my sweet boyfriend." she cooed. Chrissy wasn't quite off when she was heard saying, "Come here Daniel, you Mistress has a fire you need to put out." "Well, OK. So should we keep playing?" Chris asked. "Sure." was the agreed response. This was the case until Chris noted, "I'm sorry guys. Still on the East coast. And that means it's now late here." "Are you going to have trouble adjusting to the west coast?" Micheal asked. "I don't know. Never been to the west coast." He responded. "Can we say good night?" Sandy asked. "Why don't we log off first." Micheal offered. "You don't have too." Sandy countered. "Night." Micheal responded. Karla and Josie also repeated, "Night." And they all logged off. "So now what should we do?" Josie asked. Followed by "Whoa." Karla looked over and it seemed Micheal was in a frisky mood. Josie was held in that powerful hand. Karla only thought Josie's outfit looked cute on her. But Micheal obviously saw more as his finger affectionately traced that wonderful lace covered form. Wrap around a leg to feel it up and down. Across her displayed cleavage. Her freckled cheeks started to shine pink in aroused anticipation of being their giant's plaything. Micheal flipped her around. A finger dragged open the slightly oversized zipper. Generating a soft gasp from the puffy pigtailed redhead. He pushed the dress off those soft shoulders like it was tissue paper. Refacing Josie again he dragged the dress slowly down that wonderful form. Perky breasts pop into view. He dropped the dress and took a rewarding moment to feel the freckled mound making Karla lady lover pant lustfully. Fingers slip down her torso, round the curve of those danceable hips. Dragging her girly lace frilly panties down her shapely stocking covered legs. Leaving her garter to hold the hosiery in place. Pink Mary-Janes sparkling in the lamp light. That lucky Josie then was slipped face up into that loving mouth. "Oh yes!" told of the first touch of Micheal's tongue. Josie moaned in a directed rhythm that made her body buck delightfully. Lace ribbon that held puffy pigtails waved about in happy reactions. Toned stems pressed into his cheeks as feet rolled with the shinning shoes on. Micheal's face then turned to her. Karla gasped as she could see the lustful want in her owner's eyes. It scares her and she finds herself cringing back. A craving hot hand wraps around her tiny little body. Lifting her like a small toy. He could do whatever he wanted to her and she was helpless to stop him. And that knowledge warmed her blood. A mighty pinch grabs her ankles and pulls her leg straight up. Her body trembles in strange fear of the titan teen she knew would never knowingly hurt her. But something about his eyes hinted at a wanting she remembered from their first time alone. A fingernail hooked her boot zipper and bent cruelly slowly. Teasing her with the knowledge that that boot wouldn't be there soon, but he need not rush to remove it. As if to torment her own little bodies wanting, he makes the slightest of tugs. Bit by bit her footwear is loosened. The whole torturous play framed by her Micheal's handsome face. Decorated by a moaning gasping Josie arousingly flailing in his smiling lips. He finally takes that boot and simply drops it in the slight pile of Josie's discarded clothes. A finger hooked her ankle and another hooked her thigh. His thumb pressed to the back of her leg just under her ankle. Slowly he appraised her leg from there right down to over that ass cheek and back up. Slowly enjoying her trapped limb. Savoring how it felt under those tightly wrapped Mightlore tights. The simple action seems to pump more and more lustful want into her little body. Micheal frees that leg and pushes it back down. Then pressed the tip of his digit under her booted ankle and lifted it more with intent then action. Slowly he draws his touch down that aloft leg. Playfully tapping that ass cheek once it is reached. That cruel boy then places his fingertip between her thighs. Soft slow circles rolled over her very aware womanhood. She could feel the power being restrained in that simple touch. Her back arches up and her head leaned back. Karla's body shutters out a tormented aroused breath out of her display breast. He stops that simple action. She looks up at him pleading with her expression and eyes. Begging he would just tear her clothes off and use her Shrunken body properly. The desired result of this beseeched expression was displayed by Josie exploding in a tongue savored climax. But Karla’s gigantic owner wasn't done playing with her form. The thumb of his holding hand supports her upheld leg. His examining hand just touched one nail into the exposed zipper. Painfully slowly she felt him lift the zipper head towards him. Bit by torturous bit the boot opened. Why, oh why didn't that horrible giant just take that boot. Why, oh why was he punishing her so delightfully. The last of the little metal teeth finally came apart. He grabbed the toe and heel and slowly circled her foot. She wanted to pull her own leg from that boot but didn't dare foil her owner's enjoyment of her. He would forgive her, possibly even reward her with those real touches she wanted. But he didn't want that. He wanted this game. To drive her own want for him. Making her minimized chest heave in desire. Boot soon dangled over her and he circles it there tauntingly for a painfully long time. Then it falls to the couch. Karla gasped, "Oh yes!" as his hand pressed over her. Trapped between his palms, sandwiched there. He massages his hands together. She could feel how easily the young giant could crush her. His hands sought to feel her over harming her. That wonderful outfit was like a second skin and she felt every inch where her body was compressed in that hugging grip. Hand lifted and then the fingers rained down on her. All over her body they appreciated her form. That Mightlore leotard was so skin tight it literally formed along her every curve and contour. And those digits loved that it did. Breasts lifted with both displayed clearly and now were pressed by the pads of fingers. Her ass cheeks showed where the material hugged along them. That drew affectionate strokes over them both. Her legs were clear marvels of interest. Calves massaged by a giant. Thighs aroused by a titan. Touch kisses nuzzled her face. Stroke those cheeks. Brushed her long black hair. She could feel her Micheal stand. She looked around his arousing assault to get a clue of his intentions from his massive features. Josie sang in oral ecstasy and distracted Karla. As she focused on the happy little crimson haired mouse in the mouth of that very playful brown haired cat. Into the bedroom that tower teen pulled his shirt off with his free hand and just tossed it. Towards the cage room, he wanted more playthings, he deserved more pretty playthings. Her loving holding hand wraps around her. Micheal is distracted so not focused on feeling her as much. So she arches and grinds to her caging digits like the best Shrunken she is. She hears little wimping voices telling of Micheal's selection of his lucky toys. Karla could tell by the whimpers, whines, and ecstatic cheer who he was collecting. But that didn't matter. She was trapped in her giant's hand. And she knew he liked what he felt so she squirmed so he could keep feeling that and more. Bedroom again, soon more fun would be had. He placed the tub down. His hand brought her to his waste. She grabbed and pulled at his button like her little arms were going to pop his pants open. He then used the hand holding her to drag the fly open. She was so close to that Behemoth she could taste its satin skin. Pants fell to the floor so far below her it was dizing. Then to his sides to remove those damnable briefs. She strained her arm out between her digit bars just to touch the skin on his hip. The material prison gone, the Behemoth hung proud and hard. Karla had a small climax looking at it this time. Maybe it was all his tormenting touching play, but the sight of that massive thick ridged colossal cock just made her blood rush with sensual glee. He laid himself on his bed. Pouring her upon his chest. Karla laid there in a human shaped puddle for a short rest. The warmth of his aroused body radiated through hers. Her cheek softly rolled against that scented silk skin. She could give up practically every other comfort of her higher position if she got to keep resting and cuddling on this patch of Micheal. A startled yep told he had begun stripping his picks. Rolling, she sees Donna in those mighty hands. But he wasn't slowly stripping that busty toy. No massaging lingering touches. No, that was for her. His expression of his love for his first Shrunken. Karla stretched out over that wonderful skin. Rolling her back and nuzzling her shoulders and rump along it. Like a cat in a wild patch of catnip she purrs at the wonderful sensation. She flips onto her chest to grind her bosom down into her titan teen. Yes, this kitten savored her peach shaded field. Only thing that would have made this better would have been if she was naked. She rolled and squirmed on that smooth landscape. She knew she could have easily wiggle out of this form-snuggling body sock. It was several times easier to remove then put on. But her owner didn't want her naked, at least not yet. So she waited with bated breath for him to finish stripping the other girls so he can get back to his most important pet. Wait, two voices moaned in a repeated rhythm. Karla pulls away from the gravity of that soft flesh to look up at that handsome youthful face. Josie has been flipped face down. Now however she had a bed of Donna's beautiful busty body. Her first instinct was silly religiously. Then she notices that yes they have their bodies tightly pressed together. Arms hugging each other. Josie's perky breasts rubbing and nuzzling Donna's massive mounds. But Josie wasn't kissing or nuzzling that desirable body. Their nipples danced but their tongues were not. Josie was stronger then Karla would have been. Being that tight to that amazing Shrunken form as Micheal savored her pussy. No, her mouth would have lustfully tasted Donna all over. And Micheal would be delighted to watch it. Josie happily looks at her and smiles as best she can while being suckled by their giant. Karla licks her lips and nods to her lady love. Josie nods back and lifts up, mouth latches over the top of one of those plump tits. Delight rushes through Karla's body at the sight. Suddenly giant fingers grab Karla's ankle. She is helpless to stop from being flipped over. Giant hands collapse over her. Pressing her back into his chest. Face, breasts, and legs are all felt over. Her owner hummed happily at the sensations her body made along his fingers. The vibration rumbled in his chest telling how much she was enjoyed. His heart pounded so excitedly that she was slightly bouncing with each thunderous beat. Karla was lifted into the air. A puppet to her Micheal's whims. Around she snuggles into his holding palm. A happy hum sings from her as one of those mighty fingers opens the zipper down her back. She could have easily wiggled out of that second skin, but Micheal's brushing it off her shoulders would have made her efforts look intense in comparison. Peeled out from her costume like a ripe piece of fruit. Now naked in that towering boy's powerful grip she melted. His skin, his simple touch was now like a drug to her. Karla is barely under his shielded attention before her body rewards him with a shuttering reaction of overwhelming delight. He continues his pleasure assault. Nipples sing under the ridges of his finger print. Lighting shook her form with each teasing brush of her smooth pussy. Why wasn't he rubbing her along the Behemoth? Maybe she was going to have a turn in that heavenly mouth? It didn't matter as his affection made her body sing joyously again. Karla is laid on his chest. Her body is exhausted from his simple touches. So weak she is before her loving giant. Laying on his warm skin as she watches him pleasure himself. Almost as gleeful at watching him dominate her friends from the cage as she would be to be one of them being dominated. Micheal placed curvy cute little Peyton before his massive tip. The girth actually dwarfs the kneeling perky breasted target. Peyton again tried to look like a proper Shrunken. Closing her eyes tight she stuck out her gorgeously ample chest. Mouth open ready to accept his cum down her sweet throat. Karla finds herself thirsty to watch that toned rounded body just drenched in his released pleasure. His hand wrapped over Amanda and Shawna. They cheer eagerly to pleasure Karla's titan. Hand picks up Sophia and then Grace like he was picking berries off a bush. Then he placed them on his big round balls. So large they could drape themselves over one each. Karla sees Gabriel hide herself along the side of that shaft. Cowering from Karla sweet Micheal. His body rocks as his hand stimulates his shaft with his Eager pet and his Thankful pet. They do their best to help him along. Spreading their bodies out around that thick pillar. The Actress and his Wonder toy hug and grind their pretty forms to his full balls. Gabriel sees her watching and turns to worship her owner's cock by rubbing her own massive breasts into it. His shiver teases another little climax like reaction from her body. Thick white goo spatter into that displaying blonde. Flooding her pretty features and overflowing her open mouth. Cum covered her chest, thickly dripping of her plump bosom. Karla delights with every released drop coating the curvy former dancer. Karla finds herself crawling over towards the covered girl. Ass waging happily as she approaches. Two fingers dragged along Peyton's tone leg, to be covered in Micheal's released delight. Karla sucks them deep into her mouth and savors it's artificial milk chocolate flavored. Now Karla was starving. There before her was a delightfully shaped plate blinking at her under a delicious chocolate cum mask. Karla leaps onto that lust worthy body. A perky Shrunken firmed tit gave her a mouthful of Micheal spunk. The sensitive nipple popped from her wrapping tongue's attention. Karla can feel his thick syrup transferring all over her body. Gloriously she pinned the blonde down. Slurping mouth full of his cum. Something about Peyton made it like eating candy coated chocolates. She writhed and squirmed over her prey's form. Little sweet skinned Peyton clearly wasn't into a woman's passionate attention. But she didn't care, her body felt amazing. His fluid glazed them both. She forced her mouth over her plaything's lips and they wrestled their tongues together. Micheal hums excitedly. Karla looks up. Josie's and Donna's exhausted bodies bounced in reaction to an unseen action. That action was quickening. It could only mean one thing, Micheal was being aroused again. Amanda’s happy, "Oh yeah." told it was on the rise. He was watching so she performed. Rising up Karla wrapped her hands around Peyton's standing breasts and dramatically rolled and massaged them as her hips grind her body at Peyton's crotch in an attempt to look like she was pleasuring Peyton's womanhood. His shining eyes made her wonder if she should look into a strap-on. Did he just like the displayed action? Or would he like it to be more intimate for his viewing pleasure? Karla saw a prize. Pooled between those mounds was gleaming Micheal semen. She lowers her face. Mouth opened with a hungry smile. She makes sure he can see her licking her lips suggestively. Sloppy she suckles the thick fluid from its hiding spot, making sure it also thickly coats her face. Looking up at him she licks globs of it from around her lips. Josie and Donna's bodies dance excitedly. He's fully aroused by his little pet, she's so lustfully proud. Slowly she licks at Peyton's skin as she slinks down that arousing form. Hands greedily stroke along those toned legs. Making sure they point and display for her Micheal. She bends those holdable hips so both legs hang over that perfectly shaped body. There was a sweet little slit. Unguarded and accessible. Karla sucks her mouth over Peyton's sensitive pussy. The blonde jumps and shivers as Karla's tongue dances inside those sensitive walls. Micheal's chocolate mixes with a new flavor, cherry. A delightful combination she hungers for more. Wiggling her tongue over the delicate clitoris. Exploring that tight little canal. Peyton might not have been attracted to other women. But it seems she still reacts to a good tonguing. Karla's hands stroke her dangling legs. Squeezing firm ass cheeks. The sweet gasping voice just encourages Karla's tasting of her candy pussy. Then she learns what Peyton's climax sounds like. She's just considered learning what Peyton's tongue felt like when her titan shivered. Karla shot into a tall kneel position. Moaning loudly as thick warm cum sprays her chest. Her hands race and smear his seed all over her breasts and face. Tongue lapped at the bursts from her wide open mouth. Happily she showers in his cock's spray. Karla savors the slowly trickling warmth as she listens to Micheal collecting his caged pets. He lets her savor her reward as long as he can. Finally she is scooped up. Stinging eyes see Josie is in the hand as well. Cuddling to her dripping body. Micheal carefully poured the tube behind the retaining wall before carrying them to his bathroom. While the others must find their own way to clean themselves. Karla and Josie are taken to a sink and water which is tempt perfectly for their little naked bodies. The three of them refresh for bed. "Pajamas?" He offered and Karla realized none of them had spoken since Micheal had finished. "No thank you." Josie sighed. Karla likes the idea of curling up to a naked Josie and sings, "I agree." "OK, I'll be right back." Micheal says as he places them on the bed. "You looked to have fun with Peyton." Josie observed. Karla cuddles close, "You're not jealous are you?" Karla's skin trembles in delight as Josie nuzzles along her neck. "No, I actually found Donna to be delightful company." Karla hummed happily, "You two did look comfortable snuggling in your seat." Josie's full lips teased along hers as the red head purred, "Oh we were. Maybe next time you could join us." Karla pulls Josie tight, "I rather have you to myself." They kiss and Karla finds herself aroused again. They fall over and arms press the other tight. Legs wrap and snuggle along the other's legs. Josie whimpers cutely as Karla's head is guided towards freckle topped breasts. Her lips kiss an aroused nipple. A sigh is sung from the red head so Karla suckles more as her tongue twirls around that happy nipple. "Oh Really, oh so Hot!" Micheal whimpers. They both look up at their towering teen owner. Mighty hand lifts them before either could apologies. Back on that warm chest they find they don't need to. Fingers feel their bodies. Pressing them together in an unnecessary bid to get them to continue making out. Mighty hands fondle them as they lovingly stroke each other's bodies. Karla's senses delight in this attention. Both her lovers were loving her body. A giant boy and a woman her size wanted to touch her every inch. She struggled to touch where titan wasn't feeling Josie. Her body stretches along her Micheal's smooth skin. Suddenly she was raised. Turned. Then lowered with her head between Josie's lovely legs. But it's Josie's mouth that kisses sensitive pussy first. Karla struggles to return Josie's attention. Mentally delighted at how skillful Josie was getting at orally arousing her. Something slips in with Karla's face. Thick and knuckled, Micheal was planning to finger Josie with his colossal pinky. Then her body shutters as a rounded thick tip tickles her own wet womanhood. Her body arches as Josie's arches against hers. So satisfyingly thick he penetrates her. His first knuckle was that little extra that went from pleasures to overwhelmed. Her body pops with its extraction and Josie's does the same. Soon they are moaning and gasping as a giant simply pokes in and out of them. Karla nuzzles the finger loving Josie's pussy, tongue tasting her exposed clitoris. Her eyes rolled back into her head, Josie was suckling hers. It took little time for Lady and Giant to make Karla explode. Limbs literally stretching hard out from her. Josie's burst causes the red head to curl tight to her stretched form. To limp to continue she finds herself lifted again. Hard shaft is her destination and that re-energies her to thank her Micheal. Not that she had to do much. Once Josie joined her his hand pinned them both. Along his shaft he was pumping their helpless little forms. "Oh so mighty, your so strong!" She moans under his power. He again unloads. Thinner this time, but still as chocolate flavored. And both her and Josie's mouths are thirsty for every drop they can taste. They again are showered in the sink. And they prepare for bed another time. Carried back to that spot of fun, his bed. Lights off he placed them on his chest cuddled together under his shielding hand. "Night my Special Josie, Night my Special Karla." Micheal says. Karla's poor boy sounds so tired. "Night my Special Micheal, Night my Special Josie." She coos happily back. "Night my Special Micheal." Josie purrs. Them snuggles close to Karla, pillowy lips teased Karla's neck as they say, "Night my Special Karla." "Hmm, what a warm night." Karla whispers as she snuggles tighter to the accepting redhead. Josie softly replies, "So wonderfully so." Her lips then peck along Karla's neck. Josie lays her head back inviting Karla to kiss along that lovely neck, and why would she resist. Josie hums happily. Drawing their mouths to press together sweetly. Short little touches of affection. Hands stay in one nice area and massage there. Lovingly the cuddles and kisses. Giant hands pry them apart and place them on the opposite side of his chest. "No, it's late. We sleep now." Micheal commanded. Karla laid there under her own hand blanket. Despite all the attention she already had Josie's sweet affection had her wanting more. She had to wait. Wait for her Micheal to doze off. Hope their interaction didn't wake the giant. Either him or the one in his pajama shorts. Soon his chest lowered and rose in a nice soft pattern. Her titan was sleeping. Karla wiggled carefully out from under his hand. He was in too deep to notice her little movement it seemed. She stopped and stroked his hand. Maybe she shouldn't, she thought, then the image of Josie's naked warm form entered her mind and she was sneaking across. Karla didn't have to go far. Usually proper Josie had snuck out from under too and met her half way. Something about becoming a Shrunken gave her friends a playful naughty streak. "We need to be quiet." Josie unnecessarily advised. Karla gently grabbed her cheeks and agreed, "Yes, quietly." Then they kissed. They slowly laid on his warm skin. Trading soft affectionate kisses. Hands stroking cheeks or combing through the other's loose damp hair. Karla felt no need to rush this encounter. They were loving each other. Passion was there, but savoring the others' romantic closeness seemed in order in this naughty escapade. Karla lost track of how long they laid together just trading kisses and affectionately stroking the other's skin. Wiggling any knots from the other's hair. Josie's skin was smooth and warm. Lips sweet and plump. Hair like a thick bundle of silk treads. Her body was still so fit from years of dance added to by the firming effects of the Shrunken process. Karla never knew a woman she thought was more beautiful than this freckled dream. And now she was letting Karla love her physically as well as emotionally. Heaven on a chest of a different heaven. Josie rolled above her, "Hold still." she whispered. Soft full lips danced down Karla's neck. One kiss plucked at her aroused nipple. Down her stomach. Karla started to tell her friend to stop when Josie placed a finger over those pillowy lips to tell her to be quiet. Now was the real challenge. Not moaning loudly as Josie kissed her down there. Slowly, teasingly her tongue danced along Karla's sensitive lining. Deep it penetrated, tasting the whole entrance. Shrunken elasticity had drawn her pussy back tight even after Micheal's fingering. And now she was being rewarded due to that wonderful technology. Karla bit her lip. When did Josie get so wonderfully perfect at that. Knowing when to insert and when to lap her clitoris. The times to suckle and the times to kiss. Her struggle not to scream her approval was slowing her climax, but not preventing it. Hands over her mouth she moaned hoping they would muffle enough. Micheal shifted, he never moved in his sleep. Had they awakened him. Josie shifted alongside her as a groggy boy looked down at them. "Oh, sorry." he mumbled as his hands covered and warmed them. Slowly he drifted back to sleep. "OK, my turn." Karla promised. "No Karla. We better not. He needs to get a good night's sleep." Josie countered. "But I want to." Karla pouted. "Maybe tomorrow. Besides, I'm kind of tired now. Let's just snuggle and sleep." Josie said, nesting her head on Karla's shoulder. "That's not far Josie." Karla whined. "Shh, we're sleeping." She teased. Josie wasn't too long actually following Micheal. Karla felt strangely betrayed. She wanted to give Josie a very personal kiss goodnight. Karla would have to get sweet pleasurable revenge another time. - HentaiHunter1 - Shrink Master - Posts: 396 - Joined: Thu Jul 23, 2020 4:44 am - Gender: - Contact: CH 27: The Tourists. Home Life Chapter 27 f/f with M/f* in the background Micheal's watch started going too early. He whimpered and his warming hand lifted off her. Josie snuggled in close to fight the fact their mattress was about to get up. Micheal ended that damnable beeping then asked, "Karla are you coming into work today?" "No, I was going to go with Josie and your mother to help the Howell's finish packing. I'll be going in tomorrow." she answered her sweet giant. "OK, here, why don't you two sleep in a bit." he offered. Massive hands gently hugged around them and lifted them from his chest. Soon they softly placed upon a warm pillow. A warm thick sheet was lightly draped over them. The remaining Micheal warmth in the pillow and from the covering was delightful. His scent was all around them in this new bed. The sheet edge was like a thick satin covered blanket. Josie stretched her naked body along Karla. Making it very easy to slip back into sleep. Karla didn't know how long she had slept for before Milly was shaking the pillow they laid upon. "Time to get up girls." She softly said. "Can't we sleep a little longer?" Josie requested. "Nope, let's all get a shower. You two can eat as we travel to the Howell's." Milly told them as she took their covering from them. "Oh that'll speed things up." She noted at seeing them naked. Karla liked how soft Milly's hand was. Her sweet titan mother had them face down in her palm and used the fingers on her other hand to rub their backs. If the woman wanted them awake she was doing the wrong thing. They were placed on the side of the sink. They both laugh at the pouty expression they both were making. Milly starts the water and strips off her pajamas. Displaying Milly's tall slender body. Howard was one lucky man. Those long delicate fingers coiled around their bodies and hugged them to the palm of Milly's hand. They rose and were placed upon a shelf. Stepping in with them and closing the shower door. It was a nice shower, comforting. Karla felt safe even while naked with her giant friend. After the shower Milly gave them each a washcloth to dry off with. It was like trying to dry off using a fluffy blanket. Though cozy to wrap around her shoulders as she waited for the human woman to finish getting dried. "Let's get you to your cage to dress." Milly advised lifting them. As they traveled she asked, "Are you coming with me to help the Howell's or staying home?" Josie looked at Karla and Karla nodded positively. "We are coming with you." "Oh good, Sandy will be excited for your company." Milly pointed out. Josie wondered, "Since they are moving this Saturday, will we be made Full sized to help?" "I'm not sure. While you dress, I'll text Gabs to find out. I'll be back soon." Milly advised placing them into this cage. Karla watched Milly walk towards the door. The woman's towel just covered her trim ass and her long legs poured out appealingly. She must have shaved the day before as they were smooth and silky looking. Karla could imagine Shrunken scaling along those long limbs. How nice it would have been to slither along those contours. A slap across her bicep broke her transfixion. "Stop ogling Milly." Josie snapped at her. "I was just amazed at how fit she is." Karla partially lied. Josie gave her a knowing look of disbelief, "You were giving her your Mr. Lopez look." "I was not, and I don't have a Mr. Lopez look." Karla countered an old tease from middle school. Her youthful teacher crush, she didn't remember much about what he taught but she did remember enjoying watching him teach. Josie snickered at her, "Oh you sure do have a Mr. Lopez look. And you were giving it to Milly. Since you've become a Shrunken you've been quite willing to be attentive. You were always so worried people would see you as a sexual object, now that your a pet you want to be a one." Karla noted, "I'm not the only one more relaxed about their interactions." Josie blush slightly she countered, "Yeah, but I'm not longing for it from others besides you and Micheal." "I don't long for it from anyone else but you or Micheal, but I can appreciate others appearances." Karla pointed out. "I guess. It's just I worry you are getting to want to be everyone's toy. Remember they like you for you, you don't have to be everyone's plaything as well." Josie advised. Karla realized Josie was right. She had been getting herself open to be enjoyed by more than Micheal. When none were looking for her to do that. "Your right, thanks. I needed that reminder." "You're welcome." Josie said, softly pulling her close. Lips pressed into a nice warm kiss. "Now we better go get dressed." Karla watched another towel covered lovely body walk away. She walked into her closet room and looked for clothes. Pulling her jeans and light blue tee. It was much like the outfit Micheal had caught her in. He liked that one on her, and it was easy to work in. Hopefully this one would work for both as well. She pulled the jeans up her legs and over her backside. The legs were tight, but strangely not restrictive. They were even easy to wrap around her waist and do up. She looked in the tall mirror, the pants looked almost sculpted on her. She posed and smiled, yes Micheal will like how these look on her. She slipped the tee on. It was tight across her breasts, making it dangle off the ends of them. Teasingly displaying her stomach. It must have been from Milly as the pink lettering stretched across her chest labeled her correctly as "Micheal's Plaything." She wiggled and snickered, yeah Micheal would like this outfit too. She walked down into the cage's bedroom. Sitting down and waiting. What was taking Josie so long? Then that Red Haired Angel came into the room dressed in a copy of Karla's with the shirt and lettering colors reversed. But the strange thing was Josie carried a suitcase. "Really? How do we keep dressing the same?" Josie asked. "I think most of your outfits were either bought to matched or bought to copy the one's I have. And since we are often doing the same things it is likely we would dress similarly. My question is, what's with the suitcase?" Karla surmised. "Sandy asked Micheal if I could spend the night and he agreed. So I had to pack for the night. On the plus side for you, you'll have a night alone with our Micheal." Josie advised. Karla hummed, she was right. "Well I'll miss you. But, I will have to make do." she stated. Milly arrived, "You two ready?" Karla answered. Hands coiled their little bodies. Then placed into tubes in the woman's purse. Karla didn't miss this way of traveling. Confined and blind to the world. It bothered her stomach and made the long trip feel longer. Eventually they arrive. Tanya's voice could be heard, "Milly, welcome. Thanks for this help." "I brought two other little helpers." Milly noted. "Oh I know, Sandy's excited to spend time with Josie again." Tanya advised. They traveled through the house and back out towards the workshop shed. Inside slender fingers coiled around them and pulled them out. "Hello ladies, you don't mind being made Doll sized do you?" Pat asked, directing towards the miniature resizing tube. "You go first." Karla suggests to Josie. "Alright." her lady lover replies. And enters the tube, suitcase in hand. In short order she is suddenly doubled in size. Josie hardly steps out when Sandy's voice explode, "Big Sister!" The little elfish young woman lifts Josie and hugs her like a favorite doll. Karla walks toward her turn in the tube. The sight of the two redheads happily chatting made Karla think of Betty and Maria. As Karla steps into the tube a worry crosses her mind, what if Micheal sees their connection. Would he give away her Josie? Sandy and the Howells would be a good home. But Karla didn't want to give up her long time love. Karla stepped out and a little hand scooped under her ass and lifted her. "Come Karla, you two are going to help me pack my room today." Karla smiled at Sandy, "Well we better get going." "Remember to pretend to be dolls as you cross the yard.” Tanya advised. Josie and her snicker then attempt to look like stiff limbed playthings. Not that they had to be that way long. The house that had been a littering of collectables and toys was now boxes and packing materials. Sandy smiled at them, "I have most of my room packed, but still have a shelf or two to empty. The big thing I have is my kids' cage. And I don't want to pack that till tomorrow afternoon. Josie looked at the little elf and asked frankly, "Two shelves, are we going to be any help to you at all?" Sandy pressed them to her face for a hug, "Oh yes, you two will be the best help. Oh but first you should say hi to your moms, they miss you." As they started up the stairs Sandy asked, "How has work been Karla? It feels like forever since we last saw each other." Karla replied. "Still getting the hang of being a working Shrunken. Guess Howard and I have to go to a bunch of sites next week and check over their teleport installations. Honestly not sure why I am going. Jeff and Chrissy won't have any numbers of Kittens to sell for a couple years yet." "Oh, Chrissy told me they will start sending Kittens from their original breeders out soon. Maybe you're to make sure the locations are properly set up before they send any out." Sandy responded. Karla was slightly annoyed. None of her reports included that information. And Chrissy or Jeff hadn't bothered to tell her. Was it because she was just a Shrunken playing at working? "I wasn't aware." was all she could respond. "You OK?" the slender red haired giantess asked. "Yeah, I just remembered something." Karla lied. But better than trouble the timid teen. Josie gave her a look of knowing she was upset. But she didn't push it. "Here, let's get you a visit with your moms." Sandy advised as they entered her little room. She walked over and placed them in. Shrunken children dashed away giggling and screaming about evil tickle giants. They were too attempting not to catch a few and wiggle fingers along little ribs. Karla watched her mother trot over smiling at the dashing kids. She reached for a hug teasing, "You need to visit more." she chastised. Karla couldn't help but lift her mother when she hugged her. "Sorry, I've been working." "Oh, how is that going?" Her mother asked. Karla could hear the temptation in her voice. Karla nodded, "Good, still adjusting to this new world." "Well, I still want to see you more often." her mother insisted. "Well once the Howells move we'll be neighbors." Karla advised. Her mother smiled, "Looking forward to that then. Now do your poor mother a favor?" "Sure mom, you have something on a high shelf you can't reach?" she teased. "No, chase the kids around some and tire them out for me." she requested. Karla agreed. Then hunched down and playfully growled at the near giggle kids, "I'm going to get you." Then started chasing. Karla was having so much fun chasing tiny little kids around and tickling them with Josie she lost track of time as a towering red haired pixie was suddenly looming over them and gleefully advising, "Lunch is ready." "Oh sorry Little sister, we were suppose to be helping pack your room." Josie apologise. "You are, by keeping my little darlings happy. Come." Sandy collected them and their mothers. Lunch was sandwiches, which the humans were nice enough to pinch them off little sandwiches. They talked about plans for the coming Saturday. How the movers would bring the container to their new home and the Millers would help them move things in and unpack. "Oh, Karla, Josie. You'll be full sized to help out. Sorry Gabs replied to me after you started helping Sandy." Milly noted. "Full sized?" Her mother whispered beside her. Karla knew what she was thinking. Escape, call for help, not be a trapped tiny person pet anymore. Karla looked and shook her head. Her mother might understand, but it would be hard to explain. No, what?" Her mother pushed. "Sorry, I thought you might think I'd try to escape." Karla whispered back. "Not with them around. They can shrink people with a look. But if you are away from them." Her mother softly suggested. "I couldn't." Karla noted quietly. "What are you talking about?" Tanya asked, smiling her sweet round cheek smile. "Oh, I'm just jealous. Could I be made full sized to help as well?" Her mother asked. "Sorry Eva, but not without you passing a Processing. And I doubt Gabs would approve one for just a day. Company rules you understand." Milly advised. "Shame. I would have liked to help." Karla's mother said. Lunch finished Sandy carried them back. "You want to visit more with your moms?" the sweet girl asked. Josie answered, "We should be helping you little sister. Sorry mom, but after the move it'll be easier for us to visit." Karla was happy Josie answered. She could see her mother wanting to try to convince her to betray her sweet towering teen. They were placed by some books, "You can bring these over to me while I pack the other shelf." Sandy requested. Josie noted. Karla looked at the books and figured it would actually be quicker for Sandy to bring them over to the other shelf herself. But she wanted them to feel helpful. She got to one end and Josie took another. It was like lifting a marble topped table. It was so heavy. "What's wrong?" Joise grunted across the book. "Mom, she learned I get to be full sized." Karla answered. Josie grunted. Karla huffed then explained, "She thinks if I have the chance I should sneak away and tell the authorities." "Oh, one sec." Josie said. Then Karla noticed they were approaching scarlet topped giantess. "Thanks, you two are a great help." Sandy noted as they placed a book beside the pile she was putting into a box. Once they were out of ear shot Josie noted, "Technically she's right. You'd be helping thousands, possibly a million people find their freedom." Karla was annoyed at first, but the reasoning was sound. "I suppose. Just, I'd lose Michael." "And, would they even believe you? Please help a teen boy has shrunk a bunch of women and keep them in a walkin closet to be his little sex slaves." Josie added. Karla walked around and prepared to get the next book. "I could leave the shrinking part out." "And they would just believe you and search the Miller's house?" Josie questioned. "Possibly." Karla groined as she lift. "Err, and the Company couldn't stop that?" Josie wondered. "Well, they do have their connections into regular society. They have basically used that to make the towns disappear seem reasonable to the world in general." Karla realized. "Yeah if it was that easy any Full sized would do it." Josie guessed. They dropped off another hard covered book and received a thanks. Away from Sandy Karla noted, "Well, not just them. Company has to have disgruntled workers. People like Teddy from Micheal's team that are on the run from Security. They pop into a police station and explain that someone like the Millers have women held as slaves and the Company would be exposed." "And if they don't do that?" Josie suggested. Karla saw where she was being led, "Then the Company must have that covered somehow. I'd just be hurting Micheal." "Yeah, that would be bad. Though being human again does have a nice appeal." Josie confessed. "Yeah, but I'd lose my Micheal." Karla pointed out. "You could adopt, he is underaged." Josie teased. "Honestly with his involvement, he'd likely get tried as an adult." Karla joked. "Well now you know what to say to your mother if that comes up again." Josie advised. "Thanks Josie." Karla hugged her friend. They spent the rest of the afternoon unnecessarily lugging things over to Sandy. Any time they might have been saving her was pointless. The company they gave her was the real help. She was clearly in her glory to have friends helping her. Treating her with kindness. Besides, bringing her little Teddy bears and things was fun. Carrying those for them was lifting oversized stuffies, getting cuddly limp limbed hugs as they did so. A knock on the door and Tanya opened the door. "Milly needs to go soon Karla." "Can't Karla stay a little longer, maybe sleepover with Josie and I?" Sandy begged. Karla could see a warm glow shine from Tanya's round cheeks. Her baby girl had caring friends. Her daughter was happy. "Sorry, but Karla doesn't have any clothes to stay over in." "We could doll size some." Sandy offered. Karla placed her hand on Sandy's massive hand. "I have to work early tomorrow. We'll have a sleep over soon. I promise." Karla's heart hummed happily as two slender hands lifted her and she was hugged against that pixy face. "OK, have a good night." Karla thought it odd she was allowed to walk over to Tanya and wasn't just scooped up to save time. Tanya offered a hand for her to sit in and she rose smoothly to the woman's shoulder height. Then in the hall after Sandy's door closed Karla found she was hugged to another face. She felt awful, but she liked how cuddly those pudgy cheeks were. "Thank you Karla. You and Josie. I haven't seen Sandy so happy." "She's a wonderful girl." Karla noted as the hug continued. Then a drip, Tanya was crying. "Are you OK?" Karla asked. "Just a touch overjoyed." She advised Karla. "Now when you get alone with your kind owner you thank him for me for lending you and that wonderful Josie out to our Sandy." "Oh, I think I can do that for you." Karla noted, excited for some alone Micheal time. "Oh, I didn't mean. Oh well, whatever gets the message through I guess." Tanya blushed. Back to her right size Karla found herself traveling back home in Milly's purse. The time gave her a problem, time to think. Sandy and Josie got along so well. Like Betty and Maria and that brought a worry. Micheal had seen how that helped both that woman and that Shrunken. What if he noticed that with Sandy and Josie? Karla missed Maria when she was given away, losing Josie would be devastating. Home Milly started supper as Karla watched on. The tall blond woman sang softly with a beautiful smile. She was such a delight to be around. And insightful, "What's wrong?" "Oh, nothing." Karla lied. "Well, that was a horrible attempt at a lie. Want to try again?" Milly teased. "Sandy and Josie get along so well, I'm worried Micheal will give Josie to Sandy." Karla advised, Milly broke into laughter. "Sorry, a teenaged boy giving away an attentive little pretty like Josie while hurting the feelings of his favorite beauty. My Micheal can be obtuse at times, but he's not that bad." "I suppose. He does like playing with us together." Karla said, then remembered who she was talking with. "Yeah, you’ll get to keep them both. I wouldn't worry." Milly pointed out. "Besides I called dibs on you both." Milly teased. Karla laughed, questioning, "I would have figured Howard had from how he used to look at me." Milly made a playful cringe face and noted, "Yeah, I guess he would have." And they snickered some more. The boys came home as Milly was plating supper. Karla loved the boy face nuzzles she got as parents discussed their days. She knew she should limit herself but couldn't resist arching and snuggling those massive handsome features. "Hurry up, judo tonight." Milly called them away from their mix-matched cuddle. "Hey Karla, see what came today?" Howard asked, leaning a delivery box down for her to see within. Her heart sang in delight. Inside was a badly weathered Pontiac GTO, an early seventies model from what she could tell looking down at it. Blue with white areas were tinged with dirt and rust. It would take a lot of effort to get it looking prime again. And what of its engine and interior. "Oh wow Howard." Milly shook her head, "If you do the dishes I'll drive Michael to judo so you two can start playing with your new toy." They answered together. After the meal Howard gathered the dishes. Karla was in his shirt pocket as he moved them to the kitchen. Clearly not as comfortable having her ride on his shoulder. "Tools. Well, tools I can use will be arriving soon." He tells her. She sighed. She so wanted to play mechanic. But from what she had seen the best she'll do was as a tiny advisor to Howard. He was a car fan but admitted not car knowledgeable. "Any I might be able to use?" "A couple. Sorry, guess no one consider this type of auto partnership." He states. She shrugged, "You could suggest it." "I have. But no word." He advised. They, well he finishes dishes and they rush down to the basement workshop. Karla was suddenly reminded they actually had a fully finished basement living room they almost never used. Howard placed the poor neglected baby on the workbench. As he places a box to the side Karla rushes over. Inside the seating was cracked with open splits. It would need upholstered or replaced seats. The dash needed many passes of cleaners and oils to make it shine again. The body was showing speckled orange spots and a clear rust hole along the bottom of the driver's door. Karla found herself hoping the former owner found their new owner treating them like they had treated this poor work of art. She popped the lid and wanted to cry. The other cars came with freshly cleaned engines. This one was so bad off, the clean up crews didn't bother and she could see why. Years of crude masked over much. Several tubes had clear and likely deep cracks. Howard had his tablet, from the images he was already looking for a new heart for their little project. Karla, trained by someone who didn't have the money to just change an engine on a whim, looked for salvageable parts. She had a hard time, it was so messy and she didn't want to get grease or oil on her cute new outfit. She smiled as Howard's fingers hooked her legs to support her better. She had barely leaned over before she was less happy. His thumb capped over her ass and was very intimately massaging her cheeks. Her first thought was horrible, he was going to abuse his son's Shrunken. She looked over her shoulder timidly, he wasn't looking at her. Still scrolling through the engines. "Howard?" she asked. "Yeah Karla?" he replied, sounding like his mind was miles away. "Why is your thumb rubbing my ass?" she asked hopefully this was a mistake. "What, oh?" He said looking over. Karla had to grab the side of the car to keep from falling over from the speed he took that hand away. "I'm sorry Karla. My mind wander off to my plans for later and I guess my thumb thought your ass was a preview." He apologized. "It's OK. Though if I could borrow you not fondling fingers so I can lean and not get dirty." she requested. A light bulb went off in his head when he noted, "Oh wait. I hope they fit." Then he opened the box. Pulling you a blue thing she thought was a glove. "Try it on.'' he advised. It was a Shrunken sized paper overall with rubber coated feet covers built in. As she noticed the knees and elbows were rubberized too. "They have overalls but no tools my size?" she questioned. "They are for, well, sending a Shrunken down a pipe or tube to clear a clog. Basically to keep them from getting too covered in stuff for their users to handle. Thought they would work well for you working on cars." He explained. "So they just shove a Shrunken into a pipe and hope they come back out?" she questioned pulling on the overall. "Well, most of those pipes usually end in waste vats or grinding disposal areas. Back to their owners are the only safe exit." He actually said quite coldly. "I guess that explains it." She noted, looking how the covering fit. It was slightly too big. Gloves folded over her hands once freed of a little elastic strip. A hood could be folded up over her hair. She felt like she was an extra for a bad sci-fi movie. "Does that work?" "Yeah, This will work." she advised. She started taking mental notes on what could be taken and cleaned for later use. Getting a better look she saw that the engine wasn't going to work. A thin but visible crack. She sighed, likely not deep enough to stop the engine from turning over. Likely drove with that wound. She however wouldn't dare tempt it to pop under the working pressure. She wondered how they would lift that hunk of metal and rubber. Then teased herself. Once disconnected Howard could just lift it from its cradle. She then looked along the body. Taking care to see what would be fixable. The more she looked the more she realized they were not fixing this old beauty. They were going to have to completely rebuild it. She was about to ask about him lifting it so she could look under it when his watch went off. "Oh, their home. Here I'll send you what I think might work as replacements." "OK, I'll look them over." she replied, stripping off the soiled disposable covering. He took it and tossed it for her. Lifting her he noted, "This is going to be a fun learning experience." They came upstairs and Micheal in his handsome judo outfit came rushing over. He hands coiled around her and Karla sighed in delight as her titan teen lifted her from his father's hand. "How was your night?" He asked heading for the stairs. "Night." His mother teasingly called out at him. "Oh right, sorry. Night. Thanks for the drive mom." he replied. Then he rushed up the stairs. His fingers clearly liked how her jeans felt stretched over her legs. "My night was good. Your dad ordered a GTO for us to fix up while you're at Judo and the like. How was your night?" She answered his question, curling to one side and stretching out her legs so he could get a better feel of her jeans. His finger quickly found its access to her ass as he happily replied, "Great. I finally got a partner at Judo. Most people have friends from school and the like so I was always bouncing around to whoever was free. But Jo asked if I wanted them as my partner. They're great and funny. Also they love Battle Jumpers too, just, you can't play with them you understand." "That makes sense. So how did you meet this Joe?" Karla asked as they entered his apartment. "Oh they joined a few months ago. She's there with two of her friends so one of them is always the odd one out so she asked if I'd want to partner up. Then we of course started chatting between our turns." He advised heading to the bedroom. "Wait, Jo's a girl?" Karla worried. "Yeah so?" he asked. Softly he placed her on his bed. "Should you really be, wrestling with a girl?" she tried to hint. He rolled onto the bed, his huge handsome face above her like a billboard on the side of the road. "Why not? She is really good at Judo. Helps me get better." he advised, cheeks gaining a slight pink ting. "Is she pretty?" she inquired. Touching his fingers in concern. "Yeah." he softly cooed, coiling those fingers around her body. "Oh, you're worried I'll not want to play Battle Jumpers with you?" He added. "No, I'm worried the girl might kind of like you and you kind of like her back." Karla confessed. His skilled hands had started slipping her shirt off her torso. She found it odd how that was just something that happened while they chatted. "Oh, I told her I have a girlfriend." Micheal clarified. Pinching her pants open. "A girlfriend on the west coast?" she gasped out more then spoke. There was just something about feeling his powerful hands simply take her pants from her helpless little body that got her blood pumping. "Yeah, that is where Chrissy lives." he confirmed, flipping her over with giant ease. Karla laughed, a girlfriend named Chrissy of all things living far away. It sounded made up, likely to this Jo as well. She gasped as her bra was undone that advised, "Jo might think your making Chrissy up." "No, why would I do that?" he asked as a mighty colossal hand stripped her of her bra. Karla was having trouble concentrating on the problem at hand. She had quickly grown to love the sensation of helplessness in resisting Micheal stripping her little body. Not that she was even mustering any attempt to resist. The rush of sexual delight was fogging her need to advised her handsome young giant. "Some people make up girl and boy friends that are far away to make them seem cooler." she breathlessly explained. She openly squealed as he flipped her back and took her panties. He smiled that aroused smile of his as he pointed out, "But I'm not making Chrissy up." His face came down upon her. Karla was having trouble thinking of words as his massive mouth made suckling kisses to her Shrunken body. It didn't help her concentrate that her breasts seemed especially tasty to her titan teen this night. An idea did slip in though, "Chrissy might get jealous of your training with a girl." Oh why did she have to think of that, Karla whimpered in her mind as those warm colossal lips lifted away from her naked body. Warm puffs of breath teased how close her oral lover was as he asked, "Do you really think Chrissy would get jealous?" Karla had experienced the skinny blonde's jealousy first hand as the girl almost tossed her off that cruise ship to her death. "Yes, I'm certain she would be." she advised. "Oh," he sighed as his fingers spread her legs. Then as his face lowered he noted, "We better not tell her then. I like having a friend at Judo." Any counter Karl had was trapped behind her intense moaning. His tongue was working its usual magic along her pussy. She must have been longing for this solo attention this night as its mind enthralling effects were more than the usual overwhelming. Karla forgot what they were even just speaking on. More delighted that his mouth found a better use for her. Lap after lap made her dance along that tip. Fingers took advantage of her arching moaning form and she was drowning in giant boy affection. His body could crush or break her if he tried, but it was the sensation of him restraining that power, aiming it to cause her pleasure that really sucked her into climax. That sexual outburst didn't stop that colossal lover. He continued savoring her body like a treat from the store. And why not, for that titan form was putting out little effort to do so. Yes she was being drained of all her strength and energy. Oh what a wonderful way to be taken advantage of. His mouth lifted and she happily laid sprawled in his hands. His smile filled her vision. "Do you mind if I play with some of our Shrunken before bed?" that sweet face asked so softly. She reached up to stroke that broad cheek despite it being well out of reach. Snickering softly she agreed, "Go ahead." The pillow he laid her on was soft but cold. In a way she was happy for that as it brought her back to her senses some. This Jo might be trouble later. How could she express that to Micheal? Waiting till he's not playful might help, she teased herself. Micheal came back with a full tub. Not his usual picks, not a yellow hair in sight. No she could see some Indian girl tans, African descendants browns, some Asian Olive complexions and a few redheads for contrast. He set them on the bed between him and her. That fun lad started stripping while making lurid expressions at the trapped beauties. She liked it when he played cruel giant. Licking his lips like they were berries on a plate waiting to be devoured. He made a show of dangling his heavy stiff Behemoth over them like that would now be dining on their tone and supple forms. Stroking it a few times over them so they could get a good look at its impossible mass. He moved over them to sit reclined on his huge bed. Then he shifted the container back between them. Her Micheal was so kind, he knew she savored watching him play with his little toys. His fingers dangled over the trapped pretties like he was looking for just the right tasty treat. Then a lovely young Shrunken from the Asian subcontinent of India rose into the air. The Company had timed their cruise well as a variety of international tourists were now among Micheal and others' Shrunken collections. His pick whimpered so appealingly in her accented voice. Her dark tan smooth skin contrasted with his pale white fingers. He took her clothes like peeling a squirming orange. Laughing like the sexy mean giant she liked him pretending to be, he draped the fit beauty along his tip and let go. His behemoth was at a steep angle, making the Indian beauty slide down it some. Stopping part way down she clung to that thick sensitive skin. A snicker from Micheal was followed by that massive shaft twitching. The sudden jump of that pillar made the girl lose her grip and slip to his balls. "Rub against me there." Micheal growled in an enchanting tone. Well for Karla it was, for his seldom used plaything it was terror inducing. She leaped against the base of the Behemoth and grind and licked that colossal boy's towering cock. He plucked out a cute little Black girl. Stripping her as easily as the first girl. She had a wonderfully fit gymnast-like body, likely a catch from that dance competition early on. He dangled the slender thing by it's supple calves then dragged it around his tip upside down. Her dark rich skin glowed near his pale flesh. He draped her at the tip, then snickering made his Behemoth twitch. Jostling the nubile beauty with each slight jump of his hardened cock. She tumbled and he caught her, pouring her beside the Indian beauty, which she quickly copied that one's actions. Oh he grabbed one of the redheads. Its little sailor styled outfit was no match for his mighty fingers. Quite the lovely little form too. Then Karla recognized her as Aideen, one of the girls her sweet Patches would allow to look after him, "Micheal?" she called out. He looked at her and smiled that handsome, you want to play too smile, "Yes Karla?" She didn't want to play per say, no this time she was mostly looking to thank a helpful lovely Shrunken beauty. Mostly. "I'm cold, can I have that one to warm me up? I really want her as one of my personal servants." She could see he was having naughty thoughts about her and the Redhead together. She would attempt to keep her personal fun limited as a reward to little Aideen, but what her Micheal wanted from her she couldn't resist giving to him. "OK, enjoy.'' he cooed, dropping the beauty before her like a shapely little offering. Karla waved the pretty little redhead over. Aideen looked up at the giant that just tenderly stripped her of her clothes then crawled over to her savor. Karla pulled the pins from that cute bun she always wore and that crimson esqe locks flowed long and silky down her pale back. Karla had to admit to herself she had a thing for red haired ladies. She turned her gift around then laid back pulling the trembling Shrunken teen upon her like a sexy blanket. Micheal smiled as Karla discovered Aideen's pale skin was as silky as her fiery locks. "Looks like you have a front row seat to our boy owner's fun." Karla couldn't help it, Micheal playing made her a touch mean. "What was he going to do to me?" her new servant asked. Yes she was scared, but Karla noted a touch of disappointment. "Oh he would likely have dragged you along that towering cock of his and made you love it like those other two." Karla purred in her Rabbit's attendant's ear. Running a hand along Aideen's thigh. "So I'd have to do things to his huge penis?" her little cuddle bunny whimpered. Karla mused, she needed Micheal to get a bunch dressed like bunnies so they could have real cuddle bunnies. "Oh yes, he really likes it when we press our bodies along its warm skin and rub ourselves there." Karla sighed slightly thinking of taking over for the several pretty Shrunken Micheal had working his shaft. Her hand found Aideen firm breast, nipple was erect, Karla didn't think the girl was cold. "So he would place me in his mouth?" Karla smiled at her new toy. The young pet was focused not on Micheal's active hands or that cock so big he could crush the life out of them with it. No, Aideen was staring, Karla would almost say admiring her Micheal's handsome face. Was this nubile beauty looking for some special kisses? "Oh, he might have. Wrapped those warm soft giant lips around your waist. Pressed your lovely legs apart with that powerful tongue. Then touched that nimble tip along your sensitive womanhood and lapped pleasure into you like you never knew existed." Karla fingers landed along that sensitive bare strip just as she said tip. Aideen didn't jump or squirm to stop that intimate stroking. She shuttered a longing sigh. Now Karla couldn't resist playing with her new toy. "Oh, did you want that? I could call our handsome owner and." She dragged her tongue along the girl's earlobe. "No, no, he's so big and scary." the redhead whimpered. "Oh, not handsome." Karla was finding her legs pressed along Aideen's own toned limbs and grinding herself along that firm little ass. "He is handsome isn't he?" she sighed, seemingly to herself more than the woman pleasuring her wet tight pussy. "I'm glad you agree my servant." Karla growled. She was seconds away from calling to that handsome giant when the poor beauty whimpered, "But he's so big and scary." "No, he's not. He's a big softy that likes his penis played on. Watch, all those girls and not one will be hurt by his play." Karla advised. Distracted by her own fun she had lost track of what Micheal was doing. What an amusing lad, he had leaned back more and had the Behemoth surrounded with a mix of beauties. They were licking and pressing their chests along its sides. In his hands he had Asians. Three per hand. Folded around fingers in a way that made their cute little butts stick out. He was using their displayed asses to massage his hardened length with. Kneading his heavy balls with them. Rolling them over the broad tip of his manhood. "Oh look, you might have had your ass rubbed like those Asian pretties are." Karla gasped, deepening her fingers into Aideen's wet womanhood. The girl was clearly enjoying Karla's touches. "But doesn't that hurt?" She said breathlessly. "You haven't been played with have you?" Karla asked, nibbling that smooth neck. Working the breast on the opposite side intently. "No, he hasn't wanted me." Aideen purred under Karla's affection. "One word and he'll want you. All I have to say is one word and you'll be riding that cock. Or was it the idea of some kisses that got you all wet?" Karla teased. "No, no he scares me." she whimpered. Just like those foolish shrunken in Micheal's grip. Just like those lucky getting to service his Behemoth. Have none of them learned that that was their place now? Their life. His pleasure was everything? Willing eager pets like her would get spoiled, lackluster ones needed a punishment. But not her Aideen, she would mold her. Sculpt her. She would be a great pet. Tending Karla's Micheal as happily as she tended Karla's Patches. Tonight however Karla was having fun tending to her lovely needs. Micheal kept peeking at them. Karla curled her legs around Aideen's sculpted legs to show her sweet Titan teen what fun she was having. Karla could feel Aideen trembling, she had noticed the giant watching them. She would be easy to train, Karla thought. As soon as that redhead saw that towering handsome lad looking down at them in arousal her little pussy squeezed around Karla's fingers and her supple hips pumped noticeably into Karla's touch. Karla turned that pretty face and kissed those sweet quivering lips. Sweet little kisser her student was. Karla snickered, Micheal clearly liked what he saw. He shuttered and a scream told of some poor Shrunken at his tip not prepared for the power of his cum blasting out. His body jumped telling of hard release. His mighty hands pushed the assembled ladies towards his spunk spout. Once done he sighed and dropped the Asian playthings into the white puddle on his stomach. An order of, "Lick it all up." was issued before he collapsed to enjoy the sensation of a dozen or so mini beauties sucking his cum off his skin. It didn't take Karla long to push inexperienced Aideen over the edge into a climax. It was a tempting thought to force the redhead to return the favor. She decided just to savor the ideas of how to train the pretty pet later. Micheal sat up making those licking his stomach clean tumble amusingly. He started picking them up one and two at a time. He started to reach for Aideen, "No, I want to keep her for the night." Karla pouted in that way she knew he liked. "Oh, OK." her amused boy snicker. Karla smiled and gave him a little shoulder back lean to delight his eyes. He took the playthings and put them away in the cage. Then he gathered her and her new servant. "She's really cute." He complimented. "Surprised I haven't played more with her. I like her long straight red hair." "You don't like Josie's puffy red hair?" Karla worried. He shook his head, "She's got sexy hair. I like that she wears it in pig-tails all the time." Karla reached back and made her hair into pig-tails asking, "So should I put mine in pig-tails all the time too?" "Oh yeah." he cooed. Of course that might have been due to her pose curving her body in a way her towering boy liked. They freshened for bed. Karla needed to guide Aideen. As if she was attracted to Micheal or not, being near a giant was still frightening to the young Shrunken. Micheal offered, "Pajamas?" "Well, not if your going to not wear a shirt tonight." Karla teased her colossal owner. He placed them down just long enough to pull on some bottoms. He placed them on that broad warm chest. Her hand blanket covered them and Micheal sighed, "Night my Special Karla." "Night my Special Micheal." she sighed back as she squeezed Aideen tight to her body. Karla's little spoon trembled and twitched. "Shh, relax little one." she whispered in her ear. "What if he rolls over on us?" Aideen whimpered. "He never has before." Karla advised softly as she noticed her cuddly little spoon was stroking that smooth bare boy giant skin. "What's going to happen to us when he wakes up?" the scared little bunny wrangler requested. Karla knew she shouldn't. The girl was rightfully scared. It's just, that dark inner voice pushed her too, "If I can help it, he'll stick you in his mouth and suck on you all so nicely till you pass out from the wonderful feeling." Her little vibrating teddy bear made the cutest little whimper. Karla nuzzled her face into those silky red locks. And even though she was no Josie, Aideen was making a great body pillow. She dozed off despite the near panicked twitching. Still amused that despite Aideen's fear, she still lovingly stroked Micheal's chest. - HentaiHunter1 - Shrink Master - Posts: 396 - Joined: Thu Jul 23, 2020 4:44 am - Gender: - Contact: CH 28: The Tourists. Home Life Karla awoke to find her cute little redhead spoon was now sprawled against Micheal's smooth skin. For a girl so scared of the giant boy Aideen sure seems to like the feel of his skin. It was amusing since Karla really liked the feel of her skin. Pale as milk and soothing to her touch. As she savored its texture she decided this one would have to be brought out for her comfort when Josie was visiting their friend Sandy. As she stroked Aideen's firm little ass a friendly giant thumb started stroking hers. "Awake Micheal?" She asked. A twitch from her little red haired spoon told that Aideen was only pretending to still sleep. His fingers coiled around her as she started to sail up to his handsome face. "Yes, now let me put that one away and we'll play together." She found it arousing when he referred to the other Shrunken as things. Karla knew she shouldn't, it was mean and wrong. It was just how it displayed his ownership of them that got her blood pumping. Though this time she had other plans. Something else Karla knew she shouldn't do was use poor Micheal's inexperience against him. She was a bad Shrunken for manipulating her sweet owner, but she wanted some fun. Leaning her chest out with her shoulders pulled back she gave him her best pouty face and whimpered in a way she knew he wouldn't be able to resist, "Oh but I was hoping you'd give her special kisses to thank her for taken care of my Bunny Patches. It'd make me a very happy Karla." His shuttered oh sound told he caught her hint. "Very Happy?" he now whimpered. She grabbed the tip of his index finger and gave it a long slow lick, "Oh so happy." She cooed the way he liked. "Oh, alright." Karla found it thrilling how she could control a titan, teen boy or not. Aideen clearly wasn't as thrilled and she yelped when Micheal lifted her. The red haired young Shrunken sputtered worried sounds as she was turned around and brought to those warm soft lips. Karla watched as those lips wrapped around that tapered lovely waist, those toned legs dangling out to the sides like a strange mustache. How big Aideen's eyes went as Micheal stroked his first firm lick along her tender little pussy. Then they rolled back as he continued lapping, she was enjoying her rewards quite audibly. Michael placed her on his bare chest to move his blankets. As soon as they were out of the way his pajama bottoms were being shoved down to his knees. He reached for her but Karla waved his helpful hand away. Karla strutted down to the Behemoth. She got to the tip and leaned her breasts into it. Giving it a nuzzle and a big long lick before giving her colossal lad a look she knew he would enjoy. He was such a good owner, not just grabbing her and pressing her into his massive cock like she could see he wanted to do. No he watched as she leisurely strutted to the side and along his length, playfully running her little hand along his sensitive skin. Now however a little impulsiveness would help her. Karla looked along the ridge of his cock. She kept finding herself in awe of just the mass of his manhood. No matter her size it was well, just huge. That made it hard to get on top of while at her proper size. Karla spotted a solution. Down just along his balls he left the blankets and his bottoms bunched together. She pranced down to his base just in love with the fact he enjoyed her touch so much he didn't care to totally rid himself of either covering. As Karla scaled he made a sound, offering his hand. Karla was momentarily distracted by how enraptured Aideen was in his mouth. She waved his offer away and continued to scale the fabric hill. Making sure her ass stuck out a little more than it really needed too. At the top of the crumbled blanket Karla carefully traveled to above his manhood. She took care not to fall as the climb was tougher than it looked like it was going to be when she started it. And falling would just be annoying. Karla crouched and slid her body along his balls. He liked that. She slinked over the squishy hair covered masses like a jungle cat stalking through an area of pubic hair tall grass. This might have worked out better if his balls were firmer. She kept slipping over as they were less harden ground and more like hair ill inflated water bed mattress. Karla made it to the base of his shaft, that was hard as well traveled ground. She spread her body face down along his undershaft. Oh her towering teen like that. She added to his enjoyment by dragging her tongue along his skin. How he even noticed her little tongue dragging along such a big powerful beast she never understood. Slowly up his cock she crawled. Hugging her little body tightly to its sensitive surface. Licking its smooth skin. She relished how her tiny little body made someone so large tremble in delight. The rush knowing her small form was about to pleasure a titan. The very sight of a giant shuttering as she moved along his massive member. At Micheal's tip she pressed her breasts in swiping passes along the dome's base. Hungrily she licked at it. Feeling such arousal from pleasuring her sweet Micheal. Her hands braced her hips could now hump her legs along him. Oh her wet little pussy spread with each grinding motion as if attempting to take in that Behemoth. Karla let the excitement of making Micheal a happy boy fuel her passion for this play. She loved pleasing her kind owner and she hoped it showed. Karla squeezed herself down along him as tight as she could. Her lips and tongue fought over which would press to that silky skin more. Her hands were not as impeded and stroked lustfully. Something about that cock's skin made her nipples sing as she crushed her breasts into its surface. Her legs hugged along him hoping their toned length would please him. If he could sense her little moist tongue he had to be absolutely aware of her dripping wet pussy. His shiver trembled along his shaft and Karla felt herself bolt up at an angle. Chest arched out almost in tribute to her Micheal. Pressing her womanhood hard into him. Something about making her titan teen climax was orgasmic for herself as well. Practicality screaming her self satisfaction at pleasing him to competition. Each powerful burst of semen rumbled through that great beast and made Karla bellow an ah sound as if that flood was filling inside her. Micheal flopped back from the position he took to watch her wiggle at his tip. Aideen was released and tumbled onto that handsome face. Karla hoped the girl would be less fearful of her giant now as she savored in that kind mouth. There they all laid for a few moments trying to catch their breaths. Micheal moved first, reaching for tissues to wipe up his stomach. Karla laid with her head in her hands as she playfully kicked her feet. It was also strangely satisfying to watch him have to clean off cum from his skin. Though she did find herself tempted by its known flavor to slip down and help him. He lifted Aideen off his face. Then Karla was scooped from her phallic resting place. He carried them to the cage. Micheal must have given Aideen quite the suckling as he placed her softly just inside the wall on some green grass. The girl just laid there panting for breath not even attempting to cover her exposed body. Karla was actually a little worried. She attempted to see if the Red Haired girl was alright, but Micheal was just too fast. He took her to the bathroom and soon the shower was ready for them to enter. On her shelf Karla found she was surrounded by fingered attendants. Mighty fingers massaged her tiny body as a couple helped water rinse through her hair. Any lingering worry about Aideen's condition was drowned from her thoughts. "Why am I getting such sweet treatment?" she questioned. "Thought we should talk about the next few days," he explained. "Alright, what should we talk about?" she asked not fighting the urge to arch and roll for his touching and viewing pleasure. "Oh so HOT!" he exclaimed. Then shook his head. "Well you need to pack an overnight bag for tonight and moving clothes for tomorrow." "Yes my sweet giant." she cooed like he savored. Karla found herself savoring his fingers stroking her hair with the expensive shampoo Milly had bought her. "You'll also have to plan for next week. You'll need to pack clothes for that trip with dad. And I would rather you tried to pack less of your sexy clothes for that." he sounded worried. Karla thought she would tease a little, "It's a good thing your mother bought me some business outfits then. Because someone only bought me sexy outfits. I think he likes seeing me in those." He shrugged and nodded his head. "Yeah, I do. I picked them before I knew you were going to be rented by Jeff. Did you want to buy yourself some new clothes, most Shrunken outfits are made for display purposes just to warn you." Karla couldn't think of an answer right away. She was lost to the sensation of giant boy hands soaping her body. There was just something about Micheal cleaning her body for her that just got her going. Like when he strips her clothes off her body for her. The gentle care from such powerful digits. The knowledge she couldn’t resist their touches no matter how hard she tried. Not that she even considered trying in a long while. Today was an especially unresisted session. "Hmm Micheal, if we did that right now I think I would just buy sexy outfits for you to enjoy me in." she purred from his attention. "But I thought you wanted to, oh. Oh now I get it. You're so Hot." He was such a cute titan teen. "You're the one taking the time to wash my little body instead of washing that towering body of yours." Karla just couldn't stop using that tone he liked. "You want me to stop?" he asked, rinsing her. "Honestly no. But I don't want to be late for work." She advised still displaying and singing that tone despite herself. "Well, I helped you, you help me." her colossal lad suggested. "How could I help you?" she questioned in a giggle. His hand cupped around her and she was suddenly being sprayed with boy shampoo. She should have been mad, what was the point of washing her in her girly smelling stuff if he was just going to cover her in his cleaners. Then he was rolling her through his thick soft wet hair and she just couldn't stop giggling like an amused child. He left her on the center of his head while his hands rubbed shampoo along the sides. She took the hint and stretched out like a living cap on his head. Rubbing her arms and legs in a big spread eagle swipes through his locks. Rolling about like a dog in soft grass. That mean boy stepped into the shower flow and Karla remembered the difference from the semi sheltered showers she usually experienced and the power of a human sized direct shower. She coughed and glared at him as his hand brought her under her chin. That mean boy snickered at her plight. She now cursed herself, why was him being cruel even to her so arousing to her. Karla decided it was because she knew it was only playful cruelty. Her Micheal was too sweet to be really cruel. Boy body wash now oozed over her torso. Michael seemed to like how the thick blue liquid coated her breasts as he squeezed another glob over them and used his fingers to lather just that spot. She knew at some point she would have been angry at the teen for rubbing her body along his like a washcloth. But that was weeks ago, now she arched and curved to better feel her body stroking along his giant body. Involuntary happy sounds gurgled from her as she was used to coat his form. Then as she expected it happened. Wrapped around that thick girth. Up and down he scrubbed her along his cock. Oh, that hand position was new. Tilted slightly her pussy was pressed and spread along his sensitive skin. He whimpered in excitement from the sensations her little body was causing his manhood. There was just something so empowering about pleasuring her towering owner with her little form. Almost orgasmic on it's own. Not that she would have complained about touch longer stroking. That would have made it both climatic and empowering. He was gasping as Karla found herself placed on the shelf. His head leaned on the wall draped his face over where she was placed. She snuggled his chin and arched up to deliver a peck on his bottom lip. Then almost fell over backward as his lips burst over her entire face. "You are the best Shrunken ever. You feel so good to touch. I mean all over, not just down there." He was trying so hard to compliment sweetly. "I'm so lucky you caught me instead of some cruel person." She said then caught where that might sound bad. "Do you, you know, do you ever wish you were never caught?" he worried she could hear it in his voice. "Not in a long time Micheal. You've made me a lucky girl. Honestly I feel better off as your Shrunken over what I had when I was a person." she advised. "Nothing you would change?" he shyly asked. "Yes, I would have conditioner to put in my hair to finish this shower." she teased. "Oh you goof." he snickered. Her Micheal gave her some of her conditioner then started to apply his own. Karla was a little disappointed that she wasn't coating his hair like he had her wash his locks. But it was a work day and they shouldn't play too much. Maybe some soon Saturday they could have a day of them just playing. Finished, they dried and Karla rode in Micheal's hand like some sort of fantasy queen. She leaned on his finger tips and peered forward as she draped her body along his palm. His thumb made a lovely backrest. Her inner voice attempted to ask him to take her for a walk around the cage room, to show off her position over those pretty playthings. However her kinder nature decided against that this morning. He placed her just inside her cage and she started towards her bedroom sized closet when he spoke, "Oh I forgot." She turned to look at him, "What Michael?" she called up. Suddenly cheeky giant fingers were grabbing a corner of her towel and he noted as it was taken from her, "You didn't get a turn being happy." His hand encircled her and began lifting her. Fingers spread her legs and his tongue spilled his plan as it darted along his warm lips. As much as she wanted his plan to complete Karla started to protest, "But Micheal, we'll be." The last word was simple. Easy to say. Late never escaped her lips as Karla found herself stuck on the word be by being repeated as that strong giant tongue was laser focused on her pussy. Her mighty Micheal was really playful this morning. Fingers had their way with her tiny curvy body. Touches along her legs told the other hand came to touch her as well. Loving her as only her titan teen could. Stroking her tiny sensitive spot in that way that was more than just sensation. Deep penetrating affection. Karla relished when he gave what he still called special kisses, and from him they certainly were. She sang out his name as he claimed another hard body climax from her. "There, that's better." he said. His smile filled Karla's vision. He started using her towel to pat his saliva from her skin as she asked, "Is all this attention due to me being Full sized later or because I'll be away next week?" "Maybe a little of both." he was such a sweet honest boy. Karla reached up and pulled his finger tip close to nuzzle it. Noting, "I'll be missing you too. I have an idea though, why not bring a couple of Shrunken to work with you. And at lunch I could stroke them along your Behemoth so you'll not be uncomfortable with my larger size." She liked how he clearly got flustered at her name for his manhood. Still uncomfortable at her praising of his mass it seemed. Though the idea if her stroking his shaft with tiny pretties took hold, "Alright, I will." He reluctantly placed her down, "We better get dressed and you need to pack for overnight." "Yes Micheal." she agreed. Karla had hardly turned when he purred, "Wait, I got off twice." Hand scooped her up again. Legs spread as she traveled backward. Mouth overtook her lower end. Tongue was back taking her from behind. The action made her hips roll. She was pressed chest first into the slightly spread fingers of his holding hand. Doggy styled special kisses struck her pussy at a different angle. Still they carried Micheal's sweet affection. He must have liked something about this angle as he began humming happily. Humming trembled the tongue's tip just so, and that translated into immense pleasure exploding from her already warmed pussy. That sounded from her mouth as lust filled, "Oh Micheal Yes!" Her body attempted to arch as he tasted her to climax. A deep low growl of enjoyment rumbled from him at his prized reaction. Karla wasn't freed at becoming even with her titan teen's morning climax total. That wonderfully cruel colossus liked her flavor this morning and greedily slurped her more. There was no thought to protest this action in her head. If the boy wanted to suck on her all day, who was she to complain. He didn't. Karla's mind was flooded again with amazing rapture. His mouth freed her ass and she was too weak to hold herself up. Happily panting while bedded in his cupped hand. "Well, that was fun." he said in a great understatement. "Let's get ready for work." he advised lowering her into the cage. He poured her from his hand like she was liquid. Karla attempted to say thank you. Only puffs of breath escaped her trembling lips. "OK, be right back." he said leaving her field of view. Karla grabbed her damp towel and used it to wipe her body off. He had gotten her body so hot she wished she had time for a cold shower to wake herself back up. As it was, that nearby bed was screaming at her to surrender to its own affection. Karla managed to stand. That boy had to learn to consider she would need to use her legs. Kisses as special as this morning's ones made her limbs uncooperative. With effort she corralled them into near regular movements. Business day would need a business suit. Ahh, a Milly bought suit clearly as it had pants and a fully buttoning up blouse. She found a small suitcase among her accessories and placed in it yoga pants and an oversized shirt for tomorrow. Hoping that shirt was long enough to cover her backside as she moved and bent, helping the Howells move into their new home. Pajamas were the problem. She had to have several less sexy ones for next week's trip with Howard. He wasn't really a concern anymore like he had been when Micheal first collected her. But why tempt fate. However, even with Milly's kind purchases she didn't have many that were not revealing ones. Tonight wouldn't be too bad, likely sleeping in the guest room as per Milly's own discomfort at Micheal playing with her full sized. A lacy number with a mostly covering short robe would work. Though she rather wear nothing and sleep in that large bed across the room landscape from where she now stood. Karla waited as Micheal was suddenly missing. She started as the cage door opened. How something that large moved so quietly was just unnerving at times. "Ready?" he asked clearly not noticing he just scared her out of her skin. "Yes Micheal." she called up ignoring the want to scream at him for scaring her. "You'll need a jacket," he advised. "But I'll be in the pocket?" She questioned. "Not full sized. And it's a touch colder than the last time you were." he kindly explained. Back into the closet she came back out wearing a lovely long coat. Posing she asked, "Will this do?" "Hopefully." he said, lifting her. Closing the cage door behind her. They came into the main house kitchen and Milly smiled at them, "Just about ready. Running late this morning so scrambled." "Great." Micheal announced. Karla was amused at how much her giant liked scrambled eggs. "Morning." Howard greeted them as they sat at the kitchen table. "Morning dad." Michael replied for them. "You two ready for a busy couple days?" Howard asked. "Yeah, can't wait for tomorrow. It'll be cool to have the Howells next door." Michael accepted. Howard nodded as he picked up his tablet. "Will be nice not having to hide our Company connections with our neighbors for a change." Micheal lifted his tablet and was tapping at it when breakfast arrived. "Busy I see." Milly teased. "Seems so." Karla agreed. "How about you?" Milly asked. "I guess I should look. It has been a few days since I was in the office." Karla acknowledged. "Likely not get much done next week, if you could get a little ahead." the giant woman advised. "Yes mom." Karla teased back. Grabbing her own tablet and joining the men in working while eating breakfast. Breakfast done, they were on their way to work. Stopping to collect Chuck as Karla and later Josie would need to be made full sized to help in the morning. She wondered how Josie was going to get clothes since she had spent the night with Sandy. They got along so well like real sisters. Then a worry slipped into Karla's mind. Betty and Maria making such a connection convinced Micheal to handover Karla's former servant over to the sweet woman. Was he considering giving away her dream girl to that sweet little red haired girl? She would have to ask later. Hoping that wouldn't put the idea in her owner's mind. They arrived and she rode on Micheal's shoulder while their path was the same. He was busy with some transfer of some importance. He almost took her to his department instead of letting Chuck carry her to her office. Reluctantly she noted, "Am I coming to your office Micheal?" "No, why?" he asked, still moving forward. "Because you passed where I needed to go." she pointed out. He looked up then back where Chuck was trying not to chuckle. "Oops, sorry." "It's alright. I like walking with you." she advised nuzzling his titan neck. "Stop, we're at work." he snickered. He put his tablet in his bag and took her off his shoulder. Sighing he noted, "Guess next I'll see you you'll be full sized huh." "Yes Michael." she felt bad. He was so uncomfortable dealing with her at that size. Likely his attraction and her willingness to exploit it a few times. She had to watch that this time. He wasn't ready for what he felt would be his first time despite his fun with several half sized Shrunken. "Well, it'll be nice to hug you." he could see a bright side. "I'll be counting the minutes till that hug." she cooed. Giant boy face buried her in his hands. Nuzzled by massive features was heartwarming. Face being engulfed in a kiss was delightful. She kissed his bottom lip back. "Have a good morning." he advised. "See you at lunch." she agreed. Karla could tell he was reluctant to hand her over to Chuck. Clearly preferring her at her proper size. Chuck gave a nod to Michael, as if to reaffirm he would look after her. Karla felt sad watching Michael walking away. "Let's get you sized. Looking forward to being human sized for overnight?" Chuck was clearly trying some small talk. "I'm looking forward to helping the Howells move." Karla confessed. Chuck nodded noting, "You know it's a sign of his good head on his shoulders that he is nervous about you being full sized. Most boys his size would go nuts for a faithful beauty like yourself. His self control is to be praised." "You're right. I just don't like how uncomfortable he gets when I am Full sized." Karla confessed. "Better than him getting lustful and making you do things for him." Chuck repeated. "Yes, but if he was that way I would likely be the nervous one instead of him." she confessed. "That makes sense. Let's get you sized up." Chuck said. As he carried her towards her office, Karla dug out her tablet to get her work ready. Milly's advice from earlier was a good idea. Not sure how much she would be able to work on while traveling. "Here we are boss." Chuck notified her. "One second Chuck." Karla requested. She activated the resizing on the tablet and held that up to the giant man. "Please put this on a table." Chuck lifted what had to be a stamp sized device to him. He carefully placed it down and as he turned Karla heard the device faintly announce it was resizing as the man walked towards the resizing tube. He placed her and her suitcase in the center of the inside. "Ready?" he asked. "Yes please." she replied. The tube closed and he disappeared. Soon she felt a familiar dizzy feeling. Then she was standing eye level with her office manager. "Woo, hold on." He advised as he grabbed her shoulders to help her rebalance. "Here we go." He cheerfully said as she felt her collar warp her neck. "How are you feeling?" "Better thanks." Karla was grateful for his kind hand during these transitions. "Pills and water." he said, holding out a glass and a fisted hand. Karla accepted the pills, tossing them into her mouth. Taking the glass to wash the collection down. "Thanks Chuck." He smiled warmly, "Any time boss. Now I'll go make us some coffee." "Thanks, I could use a cup." She was happy he was selected for this job. She grabbed her tablet and wandered into her office. Soon she was receiving a hot mug of black coffee. She was ready and actually excited to start her day. Someday this would be a regular thing. Karla found she was looking forward to that. She would be a productive Shrunken then. - HentaiHunter1 - Shrink Master - Posts: 396 - Joined: Thu Jul 23, 2020 4:44 am - Gender: - Contact: CH 29: The Tourists. Home Life Karla had been reading supplied reports of the efforts of the building of Shrunken care and storage at secret Company store fronts. Construction was being completed before her visits next week. A while ago this would not have been interesting reading. Now, post data inputting, she found it sort of fascinating. The reports from the hired construction crews already gave her hints at the locations that would cause issues during her trip. She suddenly received a pleasant distraction. Michael was messaging her. "Hello Micheal." Then she noticed it was a conference call, "Oh Hello Chris." "Hi Karla, Chris has a question." Micheal advised. "Oh, alright. How can I help you Chris?" She opened the floor to the young man. "Well, it's Umiko. She is. You are. I mean." he mumbled. Michael interjected, "He's having trouble training his Umiko to be like you. He wants to know if I did anything that helped you accept being a Shrunken. Or what happened that made you be the Special Shrunken you are?" "Oh, well, I just realized if I, ahh, accepted being Micheal's Shrunken I would be better off." Karla wasn't sure how to explain how she came to her acceptance that might be transferable. "Was it the Special kisses? You liked that I'd give you special kisses." Michael unhelpfully requested. Before she could put a pin in that Chris spoke, "I've tried that over and over. And sure I can get her to climax as I perform orally on her. But she fights the whole time and afterward she looks more disgusted than satisfied. Look." Lifted into the view was the subject Shrunken. Clearly unhappy to be shown to strangers naked. Her waist showed a light moisture ring, likely Chris' salvia. But he was right, she didn't have any sign of recovering from pleasure overload that Karla had noticed on Micheal's more compliant Shrunken such as herself. "She likely doesn't want to be seen naked." Karla advised. "Oh right." Chris noted. Then dropped the poor female a cute frilly girly pink dress. The Asian beauty quickly pulled it on. Her head popped out and she began begging at Karla, "Please help me! This sick child rubs me on his penis. He promises me rewards if I do things then he assaults me like earlier claiming it's a reward." Karla could see Chris' problem. His attempt to train was lost to the fact she still thought of herself as an independent human. First step was she needed to realize what she now was. "You do realize he owns you now. Your no longer human, your a Shrunken and you life is now to do as he wants now." "Arg, you're one of these sick people too. What is wrong with you all?" Umiko responded. "Actually, she's a Shrunken too." Chris advised attempting to pet his pet. Umiko swung a small fist at his hand while screaming, "You have access to contact the authorities and you don't help us escape?" "Karla knows a good Shrunken gets rewards and better treatment. You would too if you behaved for Chris." Micheal defended her to this poor confused Asian Shrunken. "She just doesn't seem to understand that like I said." Chris whimpered. "The first thing you'll need to do is get her to accept she's a Shrunken now." Karla explained. "Yeah, unlike the twins she just doesn't get it." Chris sighed, shaking his head. "Wait, twins?" Karla inquired. "Err, yeah. You know the twins that you gave me when you got to come collecting too." Chris said in a tone that made it seemed he was nervous. Karla was thinking what Micheal asked, "Why don't you use one of them then?" "Ahhh, well, I guess I'll have to show you." Chris replied and moved away with Umiko. Shortly Chris returned and placed the twins down before him. They wore matching schoolgirl pleated plaid skirts with tight white blouses with black bow ties. Knee high white socks in shiny buckle shoes with thick high heels. The only thing marking them as different girls was their mix matched hair colors in pigtails, one blonde one black. They stood with their arms held behind their backs which just stretched their already tight shirts. "OK, this is my friend Michael and his Shrunken Karla." Chris introduced them. In unison they looked at each other and nodded then responded in one voice, "Hello, we are Chris Shrunken." The blonde noted individually, "I am Penny." The black haired one added, "I am Mandy." Then together again, "We are the twins as he called us earlier." "Do you remember Karla, she was the one that captured you for me." Chris advised. They smiled matching smiles at the same time, "Yes we remember. She came looking for our brother. Thank you for delivering us to our Master Christopher. He treats us very nicely." "Cool, kind of like you and Josie aren't they Karla. So why not use one of them?" Micheal asked. They looked at him and he shrugged and nodded. They turned back and explained for him, "Sorry Master Micheal, but we do everything together. Any form of entertainment, every type of entertainment, would have to include both of us." "Just pick one and command her to behave." Micheal suggested. "Oh, I tried. They pretend to go limp apart." Chris answered. "We don't like to be separated. And work so much better together." The girls purred. "Oh yeah." Micheal amusingly agreed. "Look Chris, until Umiko accepts her new life she will not obey as you hope. That's all I can tell you." Karla advised the young man. "Yeah that's what I was thinking. Thanks Karla. Any suggestion about getting her to accept that?" Chris requested. "Not in a way that would make her like you want. Maybe explain if she's more willing to do things for you. You'll be will be more willing to do things, not just sexual things, for her. Special clothes, servants from your Shrunken collection, maybe provide her materials for any hobbies that won't risk Company security. Things like that. You might convince her to be more obedient to you." Karla suggested. "I'll try that." Chris nodded as if thinking about some ideas. "Thanks guys, wish I could keep chatting but my parents and I are finishing the last of the packing before moving tomorrow." "Hope that goes well for you." Karla wished for the Watts. "Yeah, it'll be a big change." Micheal agreed. "Yeah, but no more dealing with my cousins. I'll see you during Battle Jumpers tomorrow Mike. Talk to you then." Chris responded. "K, talk to you then." Micheal said and Chris left the chat. "Man, I wish I had twins like Chris'" Micheal noted. Karla snickered, "You didn't find them creepy talking in unison like that?" "Well, maybe. But two hot twins doing things down there together would be Hot!" He confessed. "Like Josie and I do?" Karla teased. "Yeah, but, oh you don't think I would rather have twins instead of you and Josie do you? I would never give you two up." Micheal quickly back peddled. "Good to know." Karla accepted while giggling at his discomfort. "Oh good. I worried that you wouldn't understand." he sighed. "No, I just find it funny with your literal hundreds of Shrunken and you're sad you didn't catch any twins." Karla confessed. "It's well, you know, twins." Micheal attempted to explain his teen fantasy. "I know, maybe Chrissy will breed you a pair." Karla suggested. "Hmmm, then we could make them do things." Micheal cooed. "Yes, we would. But I have to get back to work right now." Karla advised. "Yeah, me too. Are you still visiting for lunch?" He requested. "I am looking forward to it." She agreed. "See you then." he said then signed off. Karla sighed, her owner was so adorable at times. She rubbed her thighs together at the thought of the things she could do for him using Donna and Gabriel this coming lunch. She just had to keep in mind he still wasn't ready for the fun she really wanted. She knew a little curved posing and warm cooing and she'd could get her what she wanted. The dark voice taunted her to lure him to her wants. She shook those thoughts from her head. Her Micheal was too special to soil that way. Her sweat owner would have her when he was ready to have her. Karla focused on her work. Filing reports and getting the many many inspection papers ready for next week. She was already missing cuddling on Micheal's warm smooth chest. Such a long time away from him. She snickered at herself. It had only been what, about two months. She spun around in her chair giggling like a crushing little girl. She was so smitten by her titan teen. What a silly Shrunken she was. A knock on a door. "Yes." she called. "Hey Karla, I'm heading out for lunch." Chuck advised. Her stomach told her that it was indeed that time of day. "OK, going to the cafeteria?" She responded. "No, well actually. I'm meeting a woman named Betty from acquisitions." Chuck confessed. "You have a lunch date?" Karla teased. "Kind of, maybe. I'm not sure." he mumbled through. "Have fun." she hoped for him. "Thanks, be back soon." Chuck replied before disappearing. Karla saved her progress and got up. She was worried, the last time she attempted this didn't go well. People were mean to down right abusive towards her due to her Shrunken status. Course she was half sized that time, she hoped being full sized might change things. She walked down to the main hall. Many lingering eyes told her they didn't realize her real status. Karla was well familiar with the looks, like they wanted to own her. A thought that amused her entered her mind. Many a staffer looked at her when on Micheal's shoulder like they wanted to own her, but it was a different look from the looks she was gaining now. The difference was a want to own an object to the want to own a person. She allowed her ego to savor the turning heads. Karla reminded herself these very looks were what had been annoying that day she met Micheal. Of the creepy old men that were more than suggestive of what they would have liked to buy from that souvenir store. Well her ass was just for her sweet boy to fondle now. As she waited in line Karla sent a text to Micheal asking what he'd like for lunch. Then she jumped, as her ass was suddenly being cupped. "Hello beautiful, new here?" She knew that voice as Gerald Moore, head of Gravity Catapult research. "Hello again Dr. Moore. Please stop touching Dr. Miller's property.'' She responded to the invasion. He growled in annoyance and stated, "That boy needs to keep you on a leash." Gerald grabbed her arm and pulled her close then he continued, "I should take you back to my lab and teach you how Shrunken, no matter what size, should be treated. Afterwards my team could take turns too." Karla raised her hand but before she struck he advised, "Do you really want to see what happens when a Shrunken strikes a human for no reason? Go ahead, I'll enjoy it." Karla felt a bolt of joy as an unexpectant familiar voice noted, "Actually as you're threatening to steal Dr. Miller's property, she would be allowed to strike you to keep his claim to her." "Who are you?" Dr. Moore said, turning towards the voice. "James Conner, Company Security." the voice replied. "You're not part of the Security team at this facility." Dr. Moore pointed out. "Great thing about being part of the Security Division is that we are considered Security at all Company locations." James said, sounding kind of cocky in a fun way. "You know who I am?" Dr. Moore requested. "Yes, and as much as I wasn't planning on filing a report tonight I guess I have to. Noting what I just saw." James explained. Gerald let go of Karla's arm and huffed, "You didn't see anything but me scolding a wayward Shrunken wandering about without her owner. Make sure you note that." He then turned and headed towards the line for food. Before he could say anything else Karla cheered, "James!" and practically leaped on him. The man hugged her tight, asking as he snickered, "Happy to see my Karla?" "Yes, what are you doing here?" she asked. "Cheryl started on Mike's team today. She's just finished updating in the data inputting chamber. I was sent to get her and his team lunch." He explained. "I thought you had another Cruise?" Karla asked. "We did, it was just a pleasure cruise and not a collection Cruise. The ship has several and a maintenance period before your next trip." the Security Officer explained. Karla hadn't thought of them just catering to regular cruises. "Must have been nice to not worry about Shrunken and the like." "No, we did. Still a Company Cruise ship after all. Just a whole lot less of them. And none off ship." James explained as they got into line for food. "Less scanning though." She teased starting to collect food for Michael and herself. He nodded while gaining food for himself and his lady friend, "Yeah, as well as less Shrunken based entertainment." "I'm surprised there was an interest in such a less exciting trip." She notes. "Not everyone can afford the tickets as well as the month off. Then the cost of the new Shrunken." James advised. "Any repeat guests? I heard some people basically live on Cruise ships." She wondered. "A few actually. Retired old Purples and such. But with no collecting ports it freed up the clean up crews to scout future collection spots or secure any areas incurring shipping issues." He shared. "So, the clean up crews are part of the Security group?" Karla requested. "Yeah, who else would they be?" He happily replied. "It surprises me how many personnel the Company has and still stays hidden." Karla notes. "Many are inherited into the Company and benefit from it. If they let out that it exists they would lose these benefits. Security staff get a big chunk of our staff from the Orphanage. Trained to understand the better world order and then getting to benefit from it." James added. "You're OK working with former Shrunken?" Karla was shocked. James smirked, "Of course, I went through the program too." "You were a Shrunken? Taken from your family?" Karla gasped in surprise. "Yeah, I was maybe five, traveling on a plane. I can't remember to where or from where. The Company turned all the passengers and crew to Shrunken. Their Shrink guns were these big rifle things. I was taken from my parents. Within hours I was with several kids my age being looked after by old Shrunken and nice giant ladies. Within days I was having my first Data Inputting and I just realized I was now on an adventure and started looking forward to seeing more." He told his story. "Do you miss your parents?" she asked, feeling bad for his younger self. "Oh at first, yes. But after a while I just started accepting my new life. I don't even remember what they look like now. Yes I have to be processed once a year now, but so worth it. I've gotten to see so much of the world and meet so many interesting people." James said with no regret in his voice. "Wow I didn't know." Karla apologize out of sympathy. "It's no big deal. Think how great the lives of many of the Shrunken taken from the poorer neighborhoods of the recent collection ports will become. Education, training, and great paying jobs they would likely never have gotten otherwise." He spoke of taking thousands of kids from their families like it was a great thing. Karla realized there wasn't much point in explaining the dark side of what the Company was doing. Besides the more she thought about it, the more it made sense. Reusing collected unacceptable Shrunken to better the Company. She had to wonder if Jeff's breeding Factory would be adding to the orphanage by giving up undesired Shrunken off-spring. In fact the more she thought about it the more it made sense they did that. A kindness actually. "So, I'm a little turned around. Can you lead me back to Mike's lab?" James requested holding containers of food. "Yes, oh, Michael has replied to me. Oh, you think you could carry a few more dishes?" Karla asked. James nodded, "Sure, We'll use trays. Picking up food for his staff?" "Yes please." Karla confirmed. "Still a little surprising that someone so young is looking after such an important department." James noted picking up treys. "That's because he's so brilliant." Karla praised her owner to her friend. "Well, he does know a good Shrunken when he finds one." James teased. Karla had a question, "Wait, does the fact that you were turned Shrunken mean you are still technically a Shrunken?" "No," he replied. Adding the explanation, "Graduating Security Training reinstates my human status. Better still made me a Company staff member." "So you have status and everything that goes with that?" She was surprised. "Yep, I'm technically barely a Blue, but being a Security Officer gives me certain privileges." James informed her. "So, Shrunken can become Company members." Her imagination raised her hopes. "Well, actually, ones raised through the Orphanage Program can. It isn't unheard of for UnRiped Shrunken raised by Owners to be allowed reinstatement. Older collected the Shrunken the less likely to be accepted as such." James clearly knew what was filling her mind. "So, I'm likely never to be a human again." She said in understanding. "Sadly so." James said in a kindly tone. Karla shrugged in defeat. Then noted an upside, "As long as I'm Michael's I'll be fine." "Good mindset my usually small friend." He teased her, likely attempting to cheer her up. "I bet you were an adorable Shrunken kid." She teased back. "Of course I was. I'm just precious." he joked along with her. As they carried the trays of food towards Micheal's lab James told of the facilities he was raised in. Of the kindy human caretakers. They sounded like a boarding school. Lots of games and things to make them physically fit with a day or two at most a week for Implanting Data. Once he was around ten he was put through Processing. Then again about Thirteen. One last time at about Eighteen and with passing that he graduated back to being human and a Security cadet. They entered and the team was around the white board. Micheal and Cherryl talking about a calculation. Dr. Evans was commenting from where he sat. Jean was looking at a tablet and Jenna was nodding knowingly. That was, till the tray Karla was carrying tapped slightly louder on Micheal's outer desk then she intended. "Karla, is that you?" Jenna cheered. "Yes Dr. Murphy." Karla started. She was hoping her Full sized state would have limited Jenna's regular exchanges with her. No such luck as she was soon muffled as arms wrapped her head and her face was pressed into the purple haired scientist's cleavage. "Oh Little Karla is so big! Who is a pretty Shrunken, you are. Yes you are!" Jenna cooed at her. Karla could feel herself being turned, why she wasn't sure. Then the arms eased a bit and she saw why. Her baby talking attacker was coiled around her in a suggestive way. And the person she really wanted to suggest to, Micheal, was getting a full view. His favorite sex pet coiled by his shapely underling. "Isn't she the prettiest Shrunken Mikey?" Jenna requested as she stroked Karla's hair. Chest heaving soft skinned mound along the side of Karla’s head. Poor Micheal, "Oh yeah, Hot. Karla is Hot." Karla could practically see what he was really picturing as they stood there. Dr. Von Hurst kept the same opinion she seemed to hold on the ship, "Not to sound harsh Dr. Miller, but if that Shrunken is always going to be that much of a distraction I'd suggest not having it in the lab." Micheal's raging imagination was disrupted. He turned to his new employee and very firmly explained, "Karla isn't an it. She is a she and very special. You'd do well to remember that Dr. Von Hurst." "Sorry Dr. Miller. My last job held no Shrunken as anything more than a thing like most are. Karla was it, I apologize." She responded. And though she said so, Karla was certain Dr. Von Hurst wasn't sorry to have called her an it. "She has a point though Jenna, let Karla go. Lunch time everyone." Micheal advised walking forward. Jenna pouted, but let go. Whispered as she did, "He's so cute when he's commanding." "He has a girlfriend." Karla reminded her Purple haired friend. "For now Cutie Karla, for now." she chirped back before prancing over to the food. Karla was just starting to worry for Chrissy when a hand softly grabbed her shoulder. She turned to see Jean smiling with an amused expression. "I wouldn't worry. She won't do anything to upset her other crush." "She has another crush? Why doesn't she just pursue them?" Karla asked while still confused at Dr. Halifax's expression. The larger framed blond shook her head. "Because my new friend it's you." "Oh, so she wants to do things with me?" Karla was shocked. "Not like your thinking. She wants nothing more than to have you prance before Dr. Miller wearing little outfits she's made for you. To dress you up and comb your hair and have him smile at the results. Jenna won't do anything to make you talk against her. She knows if your not on her side she has no chance with him." Jean explained. "She told you that?" Karla was surprised. Jean looked over at the Purple haired lovely, "No, I can just see it. Read it between the lines as she speaks of you and him. She'll do a lot to gain his attention, but not anything that'll gain your wrath." "That's reassuring. Thanks Dr. Halifax." Karla felt her friend was correct. "Jean, remember, my name is Jean." The larger framed woman said. "Karla, come sit here." Micheal's voice called to her. "Go, but we still have to go for a walk soon." Jean advised. Karla sat beside her sweet owner. They all ate together. Cheryl being the newest was the focus of the conversations. With generous additions from James, including embarrassingly how someone attempted to steal her from Micheal. As they finished James looked at Cheryl, "Want to walk the paths, little fresh air before I head to your apartment and set-up those new shelves." The usually firm toned woman clearly had a deep soft spot for the Security man. She has to take a moment to re-hide the warm smile on her face. "James I can't just leave, I am working." "Actually, if you all wanted to take an extra long lunch today, that's fine. I have things I want to discuss with Karla." Micheal advised. "That makes sense." said Dr. Evans, surprisingly. Adding, "Then I'll be back, I have a couple things I wanted to pick up." "Come Jean, maybe we can convince Dr. Stevens to join us on a walk. Then I'll hang back and you'll have your chance to tell him you love him." Jenna suggested. "Jenna you know he's a friend of mine right. We even went out to a movie last night. Together even." Jean said, grabbing a light coat. Jenna grabbed hers and taunted, "Oh a date. You might not need my help past your shyness after all." "I'm not romantically interested in Glen." Jean countered as they left for somewhere. "Thank you Dr. Miller, I was hoping to explore the paths with Agent Conner before he had to go back to the ship." Dr. Von Hurst said to Micheal as James grabbed a couple coats. "Thank Karla, it's her doing." Micheal told the German accented woman. The Blond woman looked at her, "Right, the Shrunken." Then with clear effort she said, "Thank you Kara for this time with my companion." It was obvious to Karla it was hard for this new member to Micheal's team to see her as anything more than a living item. "Oh, her name is Karla." Micheal reminded Dr. Von Hurst. "Huh, what did I say?" Dr. Von Hurst asked. Micheal answered. "Oops, my mistake. Sorry Karen. Sorry Dr. Miller." the woman apologized, somewhat. "Here, talk to you later Mike?" James asked before Micheal could correct Dr. Von Hurst again. "Yeah, enjoy the trails, they're nice." Micheal noted, seemingly ignoring the doctor's mistake. "We will." James said as he and his girl put on jackets. They were almost out of the room when Karla faintly heard Dr. Von Hurst complained, "I can't believe we are supposed to talk to it like it was human." Micheal took Karla's hand and started toward his office. "I might have to write her up if she keeps getting your name wrong." Karla felt the need to defend the poor doctor, "Don't, she's not doing any differently then most owners do." "No, she should remember named Shrunken when told the name." He huffed closing his office door. She tested that theory, "The curvy blond about your age on my Console, what's her name?" "Oh, ahh, starts with P. Patricia." He guessed hopefully. "Peyton, and she's one of your favorites. Give Dr. Von Hurst time, she'll catch on eventually." Karla advised smirking. "OK, I guess I see your point." he whimpered, standing by his desk. She couldn't resist. Karla curled along him playing in his hair. Mouth just tempting inches from his sweet lips she asked, "So, what should we do?" "I'm a, Karla, I'm a, well, I'm not ready." he so cutely whimpered. Karla started leading him backward toward his chair advising, "I wasn't thinking that my handsome man. There are different things I, as your Shrunken, can do to make you, my Hot owner, a happy boy." He fell into his chair whimpering so sweetly, "Yeah but, I want, but I, well I can't think of other things." She crawled into his lap. She could very easily feel he was really thinking about that and only that. And she knew she could get that wanted interaction with little effort, really the effort would be not leading him by the nose to spread her wide across that desk and fulfill her. Karla pressed her lips to his. Mouth opened and she marveled at his natural sensual kissing skills. Now she was having more trouble not being a naughty Shrunken. Her body wasn't helping. Grinding his warm body like that. Distraction, she needed a distraction. Oh, the Office cage was just behind him. Donna and Gabriel were standing there watching them entwine in the office chair. Karla reached past Micheal for her busty friends. Opening the cage she would have to thank the busty brunettes for stepping towards her straining hands. "Oh!" she was suddenly delightfully startled. Seems buttons designed for a giant's fingers to easily open were rather easy for a same sized excited boy to open with his teeth. Karla hung there as more buttons popped. Then a very curious Micheal buried his handsome features into her cleavage. She hugged that head and made happy sounds as she nuzzled the top of it. Then her Owner's hand pulled down the cup of her bra and his skilled warm mouth suckled her nipple. She was encouraged to gasp. Turns out that tongue felt nice no matter her size. Karla had to force herself to sit back. Popping tit from suckling delight. "Here strip them for me." She said handing the Brunettes to her Micheal. In the time it took him to strip Gabriel she only took off her shirt and bra. As he started on Donna Karla wished he wore a button up shirt instead of a tee. Seeing him open shirt in his lab coat would have appealed to her greatly. Instead she interrupted his work to press close and kiss him. Shuttered out of him as she slithered down him. Kneeling before him, her hands couldn't resist massaging the thick bulge straining his pants. Generating cute whimpers for her usually Titan teen. Karla popped his pants and nearly tore open his fly. Her mouth watered at that still contained length. She pressed her face against his underwear and nuzzled along the Behemoth. She looked up at him. She could see from his expression he still wasn't ready to do what she was planning either. But her body burned with too much want, she needed that slab of meat. This way would be most forgivable since she had gone too far this way before. Karla leaned into his lap and grabbed the waist of his pants and underwear. A simple tug and he lifted himself for her to pull them both to his ankles. The Behemoth stood firmly before her face. God he was big, how did she get that in her mouth last time. Better question was how did he fuck her at half size and not popped her legs out of their joints. So much cock to play with. Her face snuggled along it as her tongue greedily licked the sensitive skin. Hands stroked and moved the very heavy shaft as Karla sucked and lapped Micheal manhood happily. Her breasts started massaging against his heavy balls as she paused. She wasn't at his tip, tilting her head she saw her goal still several thick inches from her quivering lips. How was she supposed to worship her owner's cock all over? He had naked Shrunken in his trembling hands. "May I?" She purred while his girth rested against her face. She liked how the silky skin felt on her hot lips. His hands opened and the shapely little things curled their bodies open in her palms like good little Shrunken. She stroked them to that wonderful shaft. Lustfully her mouth sucked and licked as she slowly traveled back up from that broad midpoint. Her breasts hugged his sack again. Rubbing and grinding to their jiggly weight. When they popped past the heavy fuzzy load she wrapped a Shrunken under the balls and massaged them with it. Wiggling, she stretched her tits around his girth. Her mouth arrived at his tip. She looked up at her owner. How could she ever have been scared of that cute face? He was such a pushover, she could take what she wanted from him with a little presenting wiggle and he melted into submission like he was doing now. Panting so hard from little old her giving him the attention he deserved. She stroked his shaft with her breasts. The small space between her chin and their mass she massaged the other side of his Behemoth with the second Shrunken. His eyes rolled back and Karla literally purred in delight, she was such a good Shrunken. Even at full size. She looked at the Behemoth's unblinking eye. Placing her lips against it, she climbed up to his tip with soft sucking kisses. Humming passionately as she was allowed to suckle and roll her tongue on that broad end. The whole time she wondered how she served her Micheal before. How did she get that in her little mouth? A strange hunger took over and kisses and licks were not enough. Her jaw stretched and she greedily pressed over his tip. Making sure his grand manhood didn't get touched by her teeth. It filled her mouth and pinned her wiggling tongue. Her body shivered in satisfaction as she managed to roll it against the inside of one of her cheeks. So of course she had to savor doing it to the other cheek. Then like she was hypnotized, she looked down that incredible length and needed it deeper. She leaned to get that succulent cock pointing straight out. Hands wrapped Shrunken to steady that beast. Karla hungry pushed forward and he praised in whimpering, "Oh yeah! Oh Yeah! Oh Yeah!" It touched the back of her throat and she pushed on, Shrunken were gifted with little to no gag reflex after all. The broad tip stretched down her neck. She wondered if Micheal could see it from the outside, but his head was tilted back with his eyes closed. Down as far as her body would allow, for now. Her eyes went wide, still half or more of the shaft remained dry. She felt like if she took anymore in and she wouldn't be able to breathe. She pulled back to a more manageable location. Her hips had to rock to orally stimulate her owner's manhood as it was in her neck. She was so aroused at the sensation of throat fucking his massive cock. She was glad she brought extra clothes because her pants and panties were soaked. Lucky Shrunken in her hands got to stimulate the lower half of Micheal's length as she stroked them in time with her savoring that glorious manhood. "OH KARLA! That feels so good! OH KARLA! That feels so good!" he moaned in thanks to her servicing. He was such a sweet owner praising her for what was essentially a failing effort. Maybe some day she'd get him all down her throat. Then she burst with delight, eyes fluttered and she would have praised him if her jaw could move. Micheal firmly commanded, "Put them on your tits, I'm going to cum!" She would have hated allowing a boyfriend to cum on her breasts. Especially as a demand. But this was Micheal, not a boyfriend. The wonderful handsome Owner gets what he wants from her. With effort she popped that girth out of her mouth. Draped the Pretty Shrunken on her firm tits and aimed the tip at one with one hand while the other one massaged him the rest of the way. Thick warm globs buried the first one's face. She was sprayed across her cleavage as he brought him to bare on the second. Tits were now decorated with his seed. She passed it back and forth glazing her tits as she made sure both busty Shrunken was covered face to feet. Her marvelous Micheal didn't do anything small with his cock and balls. Karla pressed her breasts together and sat like a begging puppy. Gleefully she asked, "Did you enjoy that Micheal?" Her heart hoped he did so much. "That was so Hot!" he gave his highest praise and Karla couldn't help but squeal. Karla could see him admiring his handy work through spent eyes. His cum drenching two Shrunken that laid reclined on her semen smeared breasts. She was savoring him, looking down at her, waiting for his permission to do anything. "We should clean up." he whimpered cutely. Karla cooed while lifting Gabriel. Amused that they had names again. She liked how he started breathing hard as she lifted the curvy pretty over her mouth. Chocolate flavor drips into her mouth. She lowered her little friend past her lips and closed them. Being careful she sucked that coating of cum off those curves and pulled Gabriel from her mouth. Micheal savored that so much Karla had to lift Donna. Playfully curling her tongue around those semen frosted curves. Wiggling it up that lovely form as Donna slipped into her mouth. She got a rush seeing she was arousing him back awake again. Karla reached Gabriel down and used her to collect the cum from the top of her caramel shaded breast. Placing the taller busty favorite in her mouth to taste his gift off her. As she suckled Gabriel she moved Donna to a breast. That sweet friend had a great idea when she stretched her shapely legs apart. Loading her stems with his thick release Karla pulled out Gabriel and slipped the lower half of Donna in. Karla didn't get to give what Micheal cutely called Special Kisses too often. So the strange rush of power over Donna made her shiver. Chocolate mixed with Donna's artificially cherry flavored pussy. Making Karla greedy for the tastes. Lapping firmer and humming in delight. Donna's little voice moaned, "Karla ahhh!" Micheal was getting hard but Karla could see in his eyes he was still spent emotionally. Made sense, this was what, only the second or third time she got to serve him so passionately at full size. She pulled Donna out, "Sorry Micheal, I'll go wash us up." As she stood he sighed, "No that was Hot! I just feel so tired after you sucked my penis." She swayed her hips as she walked to the bathroom so proud her owner enjoyed her oral attention so much. As she stepped into the bathroom she heard him remind himself, "That felt so amazing." Karla had to sigh, that was deeply satisfying. Karla started the water and tested for it to warm up. "Sorry girls, I hope I didn't hurt you. I got a little excited. "No, not at all." Donna answered. Gabriel teased, "I'm a bit hurt, where's my special kisses. Donna got some." "Well I have to wash Donna and myself anyway." Karla teased lifting Gabriel. She slipped those toned legs into her mouth and they split apart. It was delightful hearing her little gasps as she washed Donna. "But now I want more." The curvier of the curvy favorites taunted. Karla smiled and slipped Donna in over Gabriel. They hugged each other tightly as Karla suckled their Cheery tasting pussies. They weren't like Josie and herself so no loving each other's bodies as they were tasted. But it was still an arousing way to reward them. Karla washed Micheal's leavings from her breasts as the two brunette moan and gasped sexually in her lips. Cherry would burst over her tongue when she got one to climax. Such a delight. She pulled them out and placed them on a cloth to rest while she washed her mouth out. Micheal wouldn't kiss her till she did. They leaned on each other for support. Karla couldn't keep her hands off their shapely forms. They were so used to being handled they just leaned back and accepted her touches. Her hands weren't as fun. Back in her mouth. Two little tired voices pipped, "Yes!" as she hugged their hips with her mouth. Cherry wasn't usually her flavor but off a panting Shrunken in her Full sized mouth it really hit that spot. Karla began humming in delight and they popped into climax. "Oh so HOT!" Micheal gasped. Karla looked up. In the Mirror was a pant less Micheal. His Behemoth so ridged it pointed at her like it was accusing her of something. He was so quiet sometimes. Karla turned and pulled the pair from her lips. "Did you want more play from us, my handsome Micheal?" She cooed hopefully. His knees buckled at that thought, poor adorable owner. "Here." she said walking over to him. She guided him and his erection to the toilet. She placed the girls in one hand and moved behind him. She pressed herself tight behind him. Wrapping Donna and Gabriel under his shaft. Marveling still how no one had been crushed by its substantial weight yet. She stroked up and down his length, grinding her bare breasts into his back as she did. She should have taken his shirt and lab coat first, but was certain her very aroused nipples were being felt through them. She nuzzled his neck. Gasping sensually she told him, "Oh Micheal it's so big. Your filling me too much." "What are you talking about?" he said while panting. She licked along his ear and suggested, "I'm imagining your penis working inside my vagina. Want to imagine too?" "Oh yeah, in you will be so Hot!" he cheered. She sped up the girls, "Oh Micheal! Oh Micheal! Slow down it's so big!" Yeah he was picturing it, "Micheal, yes, Micheal! You make me stretch so much, so good!" "Does it feel good?" he begged. "Oh so good! Oh so good!" she moaned eroticly in his ear. Yes! Yes! Ahhhhh!" She pretended to climax for him. His hand grabbed the back of her head and held her so he could press his mouth to hers. He kissed her so intensely her knees went weak. Then he finished. Karla felt it was a bit of a shame his sweet release was splashing into the toilet. But if she dropped to her knees and suckled every drop she might just reset the poor lads want. "Oh, oh, oh, Thank You Karla." he said as she was holding him up. "Here, have a seat while I wash them again and put them away." she pulled the seat down and placed him gasping on it. She washed Donna and Gabriel again and went out to the office proper. Placing them and their clothes in the cage there. Then re-dressed in her bra and blouse. She looked into the bathroom, Micheal sat there leaned back where she left him. "Are you OK Micheal?" "Yeah." he noted without moving. "I didn't go too far did I?" she hoped she was already forgiven. "No, well yes, but so Hot!" he mumbled. Then he requested, "Next time you Full sized at the office can you do that again?" She walked to the sink and made a cool cloth. She walked over and stroked his face with it, "If you want. I am your Shrunken. It is my duty to pleasure my handsome sweet owner." "You're my Special Shrunken." he reminded her. She leaned in close and purred, "And that's why I get the special fun Director Micheal." Then kissed his candy lips. "I have the best Special Shrunken." he sighed. Karla hated to admit it but, "Micheal, I should head back to my office. I do have work to finish." He smiled and her heart melted. Then he replied, "OK, see you later. Besides, I have to pee." They kissed goodbye for now. Karla was glad the after lunch hallways were near empty. In her office she changed into extra clothes from her suitcase. Refreshed, she started filling reports while hoping to be allowed to be Full sized at work again soon. - HentaiHunter1 - Shrink Master - Posts: 396 - Joined: Thu Jul 23, 2020 4:44 am - Gender: - Contact: CH 30: The Tourists. Home Life Bestiality G,G/f*4 F/f M/f The afternoon went quickly. Chuck snuck back some time after she had staggered in. His smile and humming happily, which answered Karla's question about his lunch appointment. She peeked over, Micheal directing his team, happily on steady legs. She was glad he recovered. Happier still to notice the blinds in his office were down. She crossed her fingers in hope they had been earlier too. She had time so she filled out what she could on the assessment forms of the locations they would be visiting next week. Not that it was much more than address and store name, but every little bit would help, she figured. "Hard at work?" Milly's voice asked. "Hey, what are you doing here?" Karla asked. "Chuck is adjusting Josie for tomorrow. Thought I'd attempt to tempt you away for some fancy coffee?" Milly offered. "I'll have to ask Micheal." Karla replied. Starting the text. "God, you're too good to that boy." Milly said happily. "He's good to me." Karla advised. "KARLA!" Sandy's voice called. Karla stood and caught the short Red Head in a warm hug. Josie followed slower. "It has been only a night and I miss you." Karla hugged her, "I miss you too. You home tonight though?" Josie nodded to Sandy, "Micheal is letting her borrow me till tomorrow." "Awe, what a good big sister you are." Karla teased. She looked at her watch, "Micheal says it's OK." It was nice to go to an actual coffee shop. To sit in a chair and not on the table. Her own coffee and not drippings from another's cup. They chatted, but mostly Milly and Tanya about the move. Early morning, movers bring the things in while they unpacked as best they could while being out of the way. Sandy was beside herself to have actual friends close by. Karla got the feeling doing things in the Cage might get harder with the sweetest little red haired girl wanting to visit next door. They dropped the play sisters and Tanya home for their last night there and headed home. Milly smiled at her, "Yes?" Karla asked. "You just seem extra relaxed this afternoon." Milly noted. "Might be a little more comfortable being this big now." Karla answered. Telling Milly she was still riding the satisfaction of sucking off her son likely wouldn't go well. Milly snickered. "You really are a Special Shrunken. It's been what, a month you've been Standard sized." "Two, I was caught at your first Port remember." Karla clarified. "Yeah, I guess. Adjusted quickly and brought at least one other with you." Milly noted rubbing Karla's shoulder. "What do you mean?" Karla said with a smile. "Josie, on the way over to get re-sized complained everything was too small at Full size. I think our little Princess just like being looked after." Milly teased. Karla shrugged, "Yeah, Maybe. I mean it'll be hard to ride on your shoulder at this size." They both giggled. "Sorry Karla, no piggy backs today. You'll be helping me make supper." "I haven't handled a knife in two months I think." Karla realized. They got home and started. It was nice to help Milly. Like helping her mom in the kitchen. Then she felt oddly guilty about not wanting her own mom so close. Not visiting when a willing red topped transport would take them over anytime they asked will make excuses harder to make. Supper was ready when Howard announced, "I'm home. That smells great." "Karla helped me make Chicken Cacciatore." Milly advised before getting a sweet kiss from her husband. "Thanks for helping mom make supper." Micheal praised before Karla she received her own wonderfully sweet kiss. "What's the plan for tonight?" Howard asked as they sat at the table. "Bed early I would suggest." Milly joked. Howard noted as he stroked her thigh, "Sounds good to me." Milly playfully slapped his hand. "I promised Karla and I would call Chrissy." Micheal said ignoring his parents. Milly used a firm mother voice as she reminded, "Karla will have to sleep in the guest room tonight sweetheart." Micheal pouted but agreed with, "I know." "Mike, about Karla sleeping in the guest room." Howard started. "What about it?" He asked. "Well, since we'll have to leave very early on Monday morning, I think she should sleep in the guest room so as to not wake you when I come to collect her." Howard said softly. "Ah man, no Karla cuddles Sunday night as well." Micheal pouted, Karla grabbed his hand, "Guess we'll have to spend extra time together on Sunday." "But that's Battle Jumpers night. We'll only have the day." Micheal sighed. She kissed his cheek and whispered in the hopes that his parents wouldn't hear, "That gives you a lot of time with your very happy Karla to play with." She beamed as he shuttered and coincided with, "OK, I guess she will sleep in the guest room on Sunday." Howard looked at Milly and advised, "Speaking of Monday morning, you don't have to drive me to the airport." "I thought you didn't want to leave your car at the airport this time." Milly questioned. Howard sighed, "Gabriel said he was going too, he wanted to talk to Karla and I, I guess." Milly nodded, "Oh that's nice of Gabs. You'll have to thank him for me." "Yeah I will." Howard surrendered. They finished supper and the guys did dishes while Karla got to cuddle with Milly and watch the news together. Milly noted, "I hope Mike gets Josie back from Sandy soon. As cute as it is for them to play sisters, I miss cuddling both my girls." "I miss my Josie cuddles too." Karla agreed. This brought a worry to her mind though. "You don't think he'd give Josie to Sandy like he gave Maria to Betty?" "No, that one wasn't special. I will not let him give our little Red Haired lovely. Remember due to his age he doesn't technically own any of his Shrunken." Milly pointed out. Karla let Maria not being special pass, she had some special skills for her. Instead asking, "So you own me too, huh?" Milly kissed the top of her head, "Technically yes. But I wouldn't dream of taking you from him." "Thank you." Karla said snuggling close. "Thank you for being his little advisor." Milly praised. "So, if he tried to give her away you'd make her yours?" Karla pushed. "Yes, then make him let you two sleep together in the guest room till he realized his mistake." Milly advised. "Thanks, I would be heartbroken if she wasn't here with me now." Karla admitted. A shoulder squeeze told she was welcome. "Have I told you I'm glad he was the one that found you?" Milly asked. "Once or twice." Karla noted from memory. "Good, good. That goes for Josie too. It's very likely if Howard or I had you wouldn't have gotten known." Milly pointed out. "You saying I should look through your collection for other friends." Karla teased, Milly snickered, "Nope, I'm not giving up my pretty playthings." Karla's heart actually started to quicken as the news came to the end. She rose and walked over to Micheal and cuddled close. "We should go up to your room." She cooed while playing in his hair. "No playing with Karla at Full size." Milly cruelly reminded them. "Yes mom." Micheal and Karla whined. "We are going to go to my room though, Chrissy wants to talk to us." Micheal advised. "OK, you kids have a good night. Remember, you can't play with Karla, but you two can play with Standard sized Shrunken." Howard said with a wink. They looked at him and noted, "Yes dad." then rushed up the stairs. Karla heard Milly chastise Howard, "You made that hint on purpose, you should have noted they should play separately." Howard countered with a sly, "Yes, but, only because he's a good kid." If Milly had a reply for that Karla didn't hear it as Micheal closed his door and grabbed her hand. They rushed into his room. "I'll grab my tablet." He advised. Karla climbed upon the bed. Home now, she could relax. Buttons at the top of her blouse were undone. She then draped herself on his bed like she knew he would like. His reward for being such a good owner. "So she's still working, she'll ahhh, oh so Hot!" She loved the goofy expression and pink that glowed on his cheeks. Karla patted the bed and purred at him, "We could look at entertainment ideas for the Shrunken cage. Come cuddle." "OK." he so adorably whimpered. Crawling up to sit where she suggested. Karla pressed along his side. One hand played in that silky hair while the other stroked his chest. There they cuddled so nicely. Karla couldn't resist the siren call of his skin and started making little sweet pecks along his warm neck. She could feel his heart pounding hard. More delightful was the clear strain his pants were under. She sighed however as she decided they should do as she suggested, "I have a list of books they requested, I could get my tablet and we can go through them." Now her heart raced. His response was to press his mouth over hers. One of his hands grabbed her hair and racked excitedly through it. The other found her ass and squeezed appealingly. He pulled her on top of his chest and made out for a brief time before he pulled back and whimpered, "Yeah, that might be a good idea." With herculean effort Karla rose from her favorite chest to lay upon. The fact it was now connected to some of the sweetest lips she had ever savored added to the weight of her body. Made her clothes seem confining. It was his nodding at her supportively that gave her the strength not to surrender to her own desires. It doesn't stop her from popping her hips as she walks to where she left her tablet when she gotten home. Out into his little living room she pulls her shirt out and makes sure it's arranged for pure display to her young owner. She returns to a adorably quivering lipped Micheal, he likes what he sees. Karla is amused as he had seen her naked many a time, now, human sized and dressed, he's overwhelmed. Karla slinks onto their bed like a happy kitty and curls along him again. Nuzzling his chest before starting her tablet. Leg hooks over his as she brings the collected list. Looking up she suggests, "Have a look." Well aware her cleavage is on full display to her boy owner. "Oh yeah." he gasps. Then shakes his head and notes, "Can you move that up a bit so I can read them?" "Certainly," She purrs. Raising the machine closer to his view gives her the excuse to push out her chest more. "See it better now?" She teased. Micheal gasps softly. Then mumbles out, "Lets ahhh let me see what they have." He manages to start typing at his tablet and going to the ordering site for Shrunken items. She's delighted that his eyes kept sneaking glances at the tops of her breasts. He does get to the books eventually. "Wow, that's a lot of books. Do they do Shrunken sized print runs or do they just shrink books as needed?" Karla wondered. "From what little I know they Shrink books as they need them. Though likely many on there right now are books collected from the Ports we visited." Micheal explained looking up some titles. This made sense as she asked, "So they are selling people's things?" "Anything worth salvaging yep. Why get rid of useful items? Was there something of yours you'd like to see if it's on here?" Micheal offers. There are a few trinkets and things that come to mind. She thinks of one thing, "What about personal pictures?" Dismissive Micheal notes, "Oh no, those would be recycled. Not much point on reminding Shrunken they were once human." "That makes sense." Karla agrees in sadness. All those dance picks of her and Josie. Family images now lost. She has to accept it as a downside to being her Micheal's top pet. They start collecting titles, some in multiple. Youth targeted to classics. Romance, mysteries, horror and more. Instructional materials on painting, dancing and other creative pursuits. Little curvy Peyton was going to be a very busy little lovely librarian. They are thinking of checking out the capture art from the ports when Chrissy called. His girlfriend Karla thought in jealousy and popped another button down her blouse. She caught herself, reminding herself that Chrissy was a healthy path for her usual titan teen. Though her button didn't get re-latched. No just popped another button, only the fact she was laying along her owner was the only thing keeping her skimpy bra mostly covered. "Micheal! I miss you so much. Oh, Karla's full sized." Chrissy's disappointment at this realization is clear. Micheal didn't catch the tone switch and noted, "Yeah, Mr. Jabobs allowed it to help move Sandy and her family. Isn't that great." "Yeah, great. Karla, thanks for keeping his chest warm for me. I can't wait to get to cuddle it when we're together again." Chrissy attacked. Karla purred like Micheal like replying, "Oh my pleasure." She arched up and between nibbles along his neck added, "I'll always be here for Micheal's pleasure." This affected Micheal and he giggled nervously, "Karla stop! We're talking to Chrissy." "As you want Micheal," Karla strokes his handsome cheek then slips back down him. There her hand found a path under his shirt and explored that smooth skinned chest. "So, are you helping Chris move in tomorrow?" He asks that Blond girl, while purring from Karla’s attention. "Well, the movers will bring their items in. But we are going to help them unpack if that is what you mean." Chrissy answered. "Yeah we're basically doing the same for the Howells." Micheal noted. "Your dad is visiting next week. Dad is so excited." Chrissy reminded him. "Yeah, Karla has to go with him to inspect future Shrunken stores and the like." Micheal whimpered. This perked the pink clad princess, "Really, so we'll get to hang out Karla." "Yes, maybe we'll have time for you to show me around your work." Karla forgot her pointless jealousy. "Yeah, that will be great. Also you can tell me if I've gotten better at Special Kisses." the pretty little blond suggested with a wink. That sounded appealing. Clearly Micheal thought so with an, "Oh yeah." That cheeky girl teased the boy, "Maybe we should call Micheal to show him." "I don't know Chrissy, maybe we should just keep us to ourselves." Karla added playfully. Gaining a sweet whimper from Micheal. "We can discuss it when you're here. Right now can I talk to Micheal?" Chrissy pleaded. Karla cuddled tight and sighed, "I suppose you should be able to talk to your boyfriend." Karla resisted the urge to fondle her boy owner as he chatted with his girl about work things and Battle Jumpers. Chrissy had started a new teen sitcom and suggested it to him. He had been distracted from TV since he came back from his trip, and Karla knew by what. They were teens smitten with each other and it was still adorable to watch. The call ended with Chrissy noting, "I'll see you on Friday Karla, talk to you again soon Micheal. I love you." "I love you too Chrissy." Micheal confessed, clearly accepting his slip days ago was in fact the truth. Karla rolled over Micheal and wiggled her ass before crawling up her handsome boy. Her mouth finds his honey sweet lips and she begins kissing him passionately. Her bosom rubbed his fine chest. Her hands slip under his shirt to marvel along his silky skin. She relishes as his hand wrapped into her raven locks and savors the feeling of her strands between and around his fingers. His other hand guides her form happily closer to his. Her groin grinds wantonly to his. Thick hard shaft straining under his pants delights her loins. That old It, her pretend dark side screams at her. A simple cooing phrase or a more daring exploring hand would get her what she almost animalistic craves. The It voice pointed out he wants it too. She was tempted strongly over the idea of how much he'd enjoy taking her. Filling her with that long thick cock and working her pussy till he climaxed. She would sing in delight the whole time. She lowered to nibble his neck arguing that he said he didn't feel ready. Could she break his trust? Push him to do things he was smart enough to know he wasn't ready for. To add credence to these thoughts Micheal whimpered weakly, "Karla, mom said no playing full sized." IT, her greedy want, gave a compromise. Her hand coiled around his hidden shaft and stroked the appealing length. Lustfully singing as she nibbled around his ear, "Your dad said we could play with Shrunken. I could get a couple and play with them where you'd really like." The siren suggestion clearly tempted him. But Karla's Micheal is too strong of character. His conviction made him even more appealing to her. "No, I don't think I could stop from making a mistake. Please stop." She reaches around his head and snuggles his head to the bared tops of her breasts. Stroking his hair she sighed her It back to where it had been hiding. "As you wish my sweet Micheal." There they sat for a while, just cuddling. Now, more desirable than sexing her mighty owner, the idea of resting wrapped together like this. Him getting to rest on her chest. Even if it is just his head. To feel his warmth keeping her cozy all night. Such a sweet wonderful thought. Gaining all her strength she whimpered, "I should go now or my want to love you will tempt me to go too far." Her heart blooms into butterflies as he kisses her. "OK, maybe soon we'll get to Full size cuddle sleep." Karla strains to get off the magnet bed. She straightened her clothes and grabbed her tablet. She steps towards the door when her world suggests a kind offer, "Karla, if you want you could take a couple Shrunken with you to the guest room." She smiles at him, still taking care of his favorite Shrunken no matter how big she currently was, "Thank you Micheal. I will." "OK, remember theirs so you can take any you want." Micheal was too wonderful. She knew what he was suggesting. Take favorites like Donna, Gabriel, Peyton, even that appealingly leggy Grace. She couldn't. Not due to any link of friendship. But because his want was still rigidly clear and he would be best served by those lovely playthings. Karla searches her memory of his collection. Gorgeous playthings Micheal in all his wisdom didn't savor as often. Into her chosen tub she collects that milk chocolate skinned woman he once wrapped in a cocoon for him. A busty red haired woman she remember marveling at Micheal's Behemoth. And an athletic blond that was so familiar but Karla couldn't remember why. As she caught her playthings she thought of him. They too were oddly seldom played with beauties. Formerly cheerleaders that Milly and the girls had caught at a Lumberjack competition. She slipped the shapely living dolls beside him. "Oh yeah, I forgot about them. Thanks Karla." Micheal growls excitedly rubbing his hands together. Karla felt a great rush of arousal. He would have fun. "Don't you want more to play with?" Her sweet boy requested. "No, this will deal with my itch." she replied, eyeing her picks. "OK, good night my Special Karla." he said so warmly. Karla sighed and replied in kind, "Good night my Special Micheal." Let Chrissy be his girlfriend, Karla was his special Shrunken. His forever. She grabbed her overnight bag and swayed her way to the guest room. She snickered as that marvelous dark skinned beauty went on and on about how she couldn't play with them. That they were somehow still human. She was as close as a Shrunken could be as human, yet she wasn't one. She closed the door and told her picks, "OK, strip. Once I'm naked I'll start playing with you." Karla took off her clothes. She could have stripped her plaything picks, Shrunken clothes were designed for that after all. She however didn't have the talents at undoing tiny clothes like her Micheal and his family. She laid out her pajamas for the night. A lacey sexy thing Micheal had bought for her, not the type of thing she'd need next week traveling with Howard. Then she looked in the tub. The Red head, Karla was certain her name was Angela, was ready. Blond and Black lovies were not. "I told you to strip." she huffed. "No, you know this is wrong. At your size now you can find help. Do that, it's the only right thing to do." the chocolate delight demanded. Now Karla remembered, she had planned on protesting. Fight their new lives. Since Micheal didn't use her Karla had forgotten about that annoying habit. "Look, Edith right? You and whatever your name is need to strip or I'll strip you." Karla flatly pointed out. She was slightly bothered as she still felt the sensual want that rolling on top of Micheal had triggered. These were supposed to ease that. "You don't know me?" The athletic blond screamed like Karla should know her. "No, now get naked so I can get a reason to remember you." Karla snarled, edging towards annoyance. "I'm Kimmy, I was in your cage on that awful boat. I was there to keep Amanda and the others in shape." the pretty gym fit form advised. "Oh right." Karla remembered her being there, but since Micheal didn't use her she wasn't important to her. "Anyway, Micheal has gotten my body all aroused. Get naked so I can deal with that like this lovely has." She nabbed the Busty RedHead and fondled it. That one was smart, she stretched herself out to accept Karla's attention. No, she wasn't getting aroused herself, but she pretended appealingly. "We will not. We will sit here till you understand this is wrong and you have to save all those women and girls in that room." Edith stated like that was an option and she and the blond sat down. "Look, I'm going to say one more time for you to get naked. I'm really horny and I need to play. Get play ready or else." Karla threatened. They folded their arms together and yelled, "No play, save us today!" Then they started chatting in clear protest. Karla was mad now. She hadn't planned out what she was going to do with them once they were ready. But this delay was just frustrating. Now she needed a punishment and she was drawing a blank. Oh then a naughty idea came to her. An awful cruel idea. Karla told herself she shouldn't even consider them for punishment. Yet her sexually heated blood just wanted to savor these Shrunken learning their place. "Fine." she growled and grabbed the blond. Oversized buttons and elastic waists made her little outfit peel off easily despite the fit Shrunken's struggles. She dumped it back in the plastic box and grabbed what was likely a ring leader of whatever sized group of protestors there might be. That smooth soft brown skin would have been so delightful to savor. Yet she ruined it for Karla. "You won't behave, I'll show you what happens to those stupid Shrunken that don't do as their betters demand." Karla then had to dress in her pajamas. She hoped Milly and Howard were well in bed. The silky robe that came with the lacey sexy sleepwear mostly just covered her shoulders. The silver blue material hung off the tips of her breasts. The lace trimmed shorts were almost a thong. She pushed the Red head between her own breasts, it trembled in fear of her. Karla liked being a giantess. She grabbed the tub and the two inside resumed their annoying chant. She opened the door to a dark hallway. She tiptoed to the library. They were there, circling and grunting excitedly. They could smell what she carried and were happy to do her bidding. Worse, what she had planned was cruel. That was arousing her more. "Fine, you don't want me to play with you. Then you can play with Coke and Pepsi. Director Micheal's mounting gerbils." Karla taunted. "No, you can't. That's inhuman!" Edith screamed. Oh what a rush that was. Karla grabbed the blond and popped the top latch. Those fuzzy monsters reared up sniffing and making their little excited barking noises. She didn't know which was called what, and that somehow made this even more arousing for her. The Blond barely hit the cage bottom when one leaped upon her. She screamed and begged for help as the beast pinned her and started to mount her. Karla panted hard as the monster held those hips and pushed its phallic into that tight ass. Once in it celebrated by thrusting hard and fast. Oh that howl the blond made caused Karla to shutter. The other one was sniffing close. It looked like it was thinking of muffling that great sound with its own rodent cock. Karla thought that wouldn't be fair. Openly giggling she grabbed that stupid pretty protest leader. Edith landed and the un-partnered Gerbil plowed into her and knocked her on her back. That clever beast climbed forward while pushing those lovely legs apart. At its goal it wiggled its tip at that beauty’s pussy. Edith was chanting again, but now it was simply no in a panicked tone. Then, she screeched a grunting roar. Rodent hips went to work raping that gorgious plaything. Karla slumped into a chair clearly placed there for watching the beasts pleasure themselves on trapped foolish Shrunken. She started to reach down to have her fingers deal with the wet itch inside her pussy. Then a bit of red between her breasts reminded her of the smart Shrunken. She pulled the busty pretty free and ran her fingers over that shapely form. Clearly she was expecting different ideas as she wonderfully whined, "What are you doing?” as Karla lowered her. Pushed her panties out of her way. Karla's head arched back as she touched Shrunken to her dripping lusting womanhood. Slowly she wiggled it in head first into herself. Oh those tits stretched her so wonderfully. Half way in, Karla started working her womanhood with that top heavy beauty. Karla's free hand found her breast and slipped to be inside her pajamas with it. Gasping hard as she pleasured her pussy with the tiny woman. The first beast finished and pulled out. The Blond flopped onto her side and rubbed at her ass. Karla laughed. It got itself a quick snack and was ready for round two. His fuzzy friend grunted at him. It hopped over and Edith panicked again. But her chanting ended as Gerbil cock started stretching her pretty throat. Karla was so delighted by that and shoved her good pussy spelunker fully inside herself. That smart pretty was going to need a reward. She wiggled herself inside Karla and that made her moan. Now both breasts were being massaged. Karla sat there so close to climax, but just not making it. She watched as Edith's first lover finished his enjoyment. Had a drink, then found the blond. Oh the sounds she made as the rodent rolled her onto her back. How she struggled attempting to flee from its mounting. He clearly likes missionary. And the blond learned what was not a threat when she was human could overpower her now. Karla thought it looked to enjoy her tight cunt more then Edith's as he really arched back as he fucked that stupid Shrunken bitch. Karla savored the show. The quick recovery of the monsters didn't give the protestors any time to recover. How those big balls on those rodents kept filling to spray Gerbil cum into mouth and over asses was remarkable. Karla was loudly savoring her entertainment. Singing, oh no Howard. She covered her crotch but didn't have time to take her internal crawler out. "Oh, Karla. Having a little fun?" he asked, attempting to sound innocent. Karla quickly understood he sang so she would know he was arriving. "Yeah, the Shrunken I borrowed from Micheal thought they could tell me no. So I thought I'd give the Gerbils some exercise." Karla advised. He kindly handed her a blanket. "Yeah, I found two of mine plotting a break out." He lifted a pretty Asian and a lovely brunette. Where they plan on going I have no idea. But best nip it in the bud.” "I could take mine out and give you the room." Karla sadly offered. "No, I should give you the room. You were here first." he stated. "No, they are yours, I'm just a Shrunken." Karla reminded. "Shh, you're a Special Shrunken. Want to see something. '' he asked. Karla was curious. "They like options." he snickered, dropping his two feet first into the cage. Now when one beast finished it took a snack, then picked one of his to enjoy. The Shrunken not subject to Gerbeil love sat at the side in eather terror or sobbing till their turn again came up. "I too have a friend below, a good pet. I'll grab a chair and a blanket and I think we can both enjoy the show." Howard advised. "Wouldn't Milly get mad if she found out?" Karla worried. "Not if you keep your hands to yourself." he teased with a wink. They sat there together. Watching the Gerbeils fuck throats, asses, or pussies. Sometimes even sharing the same Shrunken. All four Shrunken quickly began being messed up with thick rodent spunk. It was torturous not to fondle herself, but she felt uncomfortable doing so with Howard there. "Next week is going to be tough," he noted. "Really? I'm that bad to be around?" She teased. "I was using this as a test. I know you can't see me, but I still feel uncomfortable playing with my Shrunken in the same room as you." He confessed. "You do that at least twice a day don't you?" She asked. "Yeah, I am going to get randy next week." he said laughing. "Here, let's turn our chairs so we are sitting back to back. Might give us some mental distance." Karla suggested. "You're worried about playing twice a day too huh?" Howard said. "Yeah, I'll be missing my Micheal hard next week." Karla confessed. Karla reached under her blanket. The Redhead had worn her poor self out in the meantime. Karla found its legs and began wiggling those big tits inside herself. Howard started gasping. A silver lining, he sounded enough like Micheal to allow her to imagine. Her body had been waiting a long time for release and she moaned a little louder than she wanted when it hit hard. From the sound of it, Howard didn't mind. "OK, I'll bring a folding board to block you from seeing me play. I am bringing you a separate cage from the Shrunken I plan on bringing with me." he said between gasps. "Thanks, I don't want to be in a cage with Shrunken I don't know." Karla confessed. "You shouldn't be in a cage at all. But I'd feel better while we are in Company hotels." Howard advised. "Thanks Howard." Karla sighed. "Well, we have to get up tomorrow," he said. He got up and left the blanket on the chair. Reached into the cage and pulled out his Shrunken. "See you tomorrow Karla." "Night Howard." she replied. When he was gone she pushed off the blanket. Pulled the protestors out. In the bedroom she placed the redhead in the shower area of the guest cage so she would get to clean up first. Once she started she allowed the other two into the cage. She went to the bathroom and freshened up. Then to bed. Though she missed the presence of her Micheal greatly. Lucky though she had worn herself out watching the Gerbils and sleep didn't take too long to find her. - Shrink Apprentice - Posts: 22 - Joined: Sat Jan 01, 2022 12:02 am - Contact: Re: The Tourists. Home Life So yes this is a very interesting story. I will continue to read. - HentaiHunter1 - Shrink Master - Posts: 396 - Joined: Thu Jul 23, 2020 4:44 am - Gender: - Contact: Re: The Tourists. Home Life And thank you for your input. It really helps keep me motivated. - HentaiHunter1 - Shrink Master - Posts: 396 - Joined: Thu Jul 23, 2020 4:44 am - Gender: - Contact: CH 31: The Tourists. Home Life Chapter 31 Karla awoke to an amazing sensation. Her body arched as curious hands stroked along her thighs. Some tongue danced in her pussy like a loving little visitor. She looked down but her companion was hidden under the blankets. That talent explorer darted in and out of her canal then traveled up and danced with her clitoris. Whoever was savoring her womanhood was making her greatly enjoy it as it slurped excitedly. Deep it penetrated. Loving it lapped. And she thanked it with a loud, "Yes! YES! She laid there gasping as her visitor crawled up her body. Micheal's smiling handsome face appeared before her. He giggled, "You like full sized special kisses?" Karla pressed her lips against his and tasted her vanilla and greedily savored it. She let his face go and he correctly guessed, "I take that as a yes. Man you must have been tired, I was down there for a while before you woke up. Though you clearly felt me down there. Your legs were all snuggly." "What if your mother knew you were in here?" Karla asked while panting. He smiled a cute smile, "She sent me up to wake you for breakfast. You're awake now right?" "You're a naughty boy. I should punish you." she playfully growled. Attempting to flip him onto his back. His hands outmaneuvered hers and she was pinned to the bed face down, "You remember I'm in Judo right?" Karla attempted to push him off, but he just shifted and kept her pinned. Then she found a weakness in his hold. Wiggling her ass along his alert Behemoth. He sighed at the sensations. She could feel his pulse starting to race. She felt him whimper hard so she stopped. His body pressed tight to hers and now it was his hips grinding his groin into her ass. "Micheal are you OK?" "I want to do things with you. I want it so bad." he whined clearly conflicted. "Just rub against my ass till you cum. It'll feel good but you won't be in me." Karla suggested. "Yes, yes!" he growled. His hand pulled her little shorts down to her knees. Then she felt him shifting while still pinning her to the bed. Then she felt a thick girth press between her ass cheeks. To her surprise his body started pumping slowly. Karla was reminded how heavy that thing was. As his body pressed tight her cheeks spread to hotdog that massive cock. He was dragging back and forth against her stretched ass. He grabbed her shoulders. Then his hips really started, "Feels good, feels good!" he grunted as he grind against her bare ass. Micheal pressed hard and shuttered hard. Warm wet spattered on her back. He moaned hard as he finished. He lifted off of her. Grabbing some tissues and started wiping her back clean for her. "That felt so good. Thank you Karla." he praised. "You're welcome, you know we can do that whenever I'm full sized." Karla offered her lovely lad. "Oh can we? That would be great." He gushed on the thought of humping her ass. Her back wiped off of his release, she sat up and kissed his cheek. "I am your Shrunken to enjoy as you want." "Except, if we don't get down stairs soon for breakfast mom will kill us," he pointed out. "Then we better head down." she said and earned a delightful kiss. He got up and noted, "There is a better robe in the closet. I mean it's for guests. But I don't think mom will mind you wearing it over your pajamas." They head down. It was a quick breakfast then they rushed up to dress. Since Howell's and their items would arrive within an hour. No shower this morning made Karla hope she would sneak one with her boy owner. She hoped yoga pants and an oversized sweatshirt would be good for the day. Being bright and warm she figured weather wise it would be anyways. A truck arrived and a crane attached to it lifted a big blue shipping container and placed it carefully in the Howell's new driveway. They pull up soon and they and Josie step out. She looked ready to work in a big sweatshirt and some rather nicely fitting jeans. As Karla got a warm hug from her lady love, Pat unlocked the house. Boxes and furniture were lugged in by the men from the truck. While she and the others helped arrange those boxes and larger items to their proper locations in the new home. Karla found it amusing how casually the movers uncovered cages of Shrunken and took them like any other item to the directed rooms. The building was shaped much like the Miller's home. The main floor was the same. Upstairs was the biggest change. The main bedroom was in the front outer corner and most of the front of the house. Except for a little sitting area at the top of the stairs. They had a larger room for Pat and Tanya then Howard and Milly did. Where Miller's had guest rooms was Sandy's extended bedroom along the back of the house. Like Micheal, she had a closet cage. But hers was sectioned off for males and females. In a cute corner of her room was another cage for her Shrunken children. It had a door that gave the girl access directly to the hallway bathroom, though it was regularly just called Sandy's bathroom. Micheal's apartment area was where the Howells established their workshop. Including access to the garage where an area was set aside for the heavier tools. They had partial walls making the whole area more of an open concept. Their basement was segmented to make two guest rooms with a shared bathroom. The men left once the truck was unloaded. With the doors safely closed Pat set up the Doll resizer and the doll sized models were added to the work crew. They were mostly setting up the workshop. A box would be opened and they worked in teams moving everything from hand tools to engineering books. They looked appealing in their shorts overalls and little work boots. Howard disappeared in the late afternoon. Then shortly after that the smell of barbecuing meat wafted over the fence. Store bought salads and other foods greeted them as they came to investigate. He had burgers, both beef and chicken cooked for them. Cold beer and soft drinks in a couple coolers. Talk was of thanks and remarks about how much they had got done. As it got dark it got cold. Promises of more help in the morning and they parted for the night. "Big sister, are you coming for another sleepover?" Sandy asked hopefully at the gate in the fence between their properties. "Oh sorry Little sister, but I'm missing Karla and Micheal. Hope you understand. We'll hang out tomorrow." Josie said warmly. Sandy looked sad for a second then smiled warmly, "OK, see you tomorrow." As they entered Micheal noted, "I'm tired, I think I'll have a quick shower and head to bed." As he started heading up the stairs, Karla and Josie followed. "Make them Standard size before you shower with them." Milly huffed. She sounded so tired too. He looked at his Full sized pretty pets and said, "OK, I will." They entered his room and he turned and lifted a hand to Josie's collar. She lightly slapped it away. "Micheal, you don't mind if Karla and I shower together at full size do you?" "No, but mom said." he started. Josie interrupted with an appealing arch of her shapely body and a playful hand in his messy hair saying, "That we had to be Standard size the next time we all showered together. If we do it separately you don't have to make us Standard size again till later." "OK." he whimpered at the lovely Red Headed sight. "You go first, then we'll shower. Then a little cuddle in bed." Josie cooed in an appealing manner. "Mom said no playing Full sized." He was such a good son. Josie was however very convincing with her argument. Pressing tight to him she nibbled along his neck, "No play, just nice naked cuddles. She didn't say we can't cuddle full sized did she?" "No, cuddles are very good. '' he was practically drooling. "Go, then we will. Then cuddle." she nuzzled her cute nose along his skin. "OK, will." and Micheal basically ran to his bathroom. Josie sighed heavily and noted aloud, "I really missed pressing to my handsome owner." "Milly will get mad if she finds out we snuggle him naked." Karla said sitting down. Being so naughty wasn't Josie's usual methods. Josie sat at the other end. "I think we should risk it. I've been craving him since I woke up this morning." "I know I had trouble sleeping last night." Karla whimpered. "Yeah, you just get used to his presence. I crave him playing with me and more." Josie cooed. "Oh like what?" Karla asked, lazily turning to look at her lady love. Josie was on all fours with that round ass up and wiggling. "Like your lips!" she growled then leaped. Karla was under Freckled dream and full pillowy lips danced with hers. Josie's body pressed tight and hands admired Karla's body. Karla missed the figure pinning her down and felt over the parts she missed most. Josie rose and pulled Karla's shirt off. Then Karla was rewarded by that Red Head beauty taking her own shirt off. Her skimpy bra strained as Josie's bosom heaved appealingly as she looked down at her. Bodies coiled together. Lips found skin that was wonderful to kiss on both bodies. Karla thought she was being smart and unlatching Josie's bra, but that Freckled Angel beat her to it by undoing Karla's bra. Where they both landed nether knew as exposed skin was to erotically distracting. Josie's eager hands started to push down Karla's tight yoga pants so Karla figured that was an invitation to undo Josie's painted on jeans. They fell between the couch and the coffee table as they both attempted to take the other's pants and also help the other take their pants. That tangling of limbs didn't stop them and the bottoms wrapped into each other in the air and flopped onto the couch somewhere. Panties were all that covered anything, and barely at that on both of them. Josie's hands squeezed Karla's ass cheeks as Karla felt those amazing legs on Josie's shorter body. The sexually wrestled on the floor. Grinding and arching pushed the coffee table to gain them more space to roll on top of each other. Taking turns on top and greedily accepting their turn on bottom. Lips, necks, hands. wrists, breasts, nipples, Karla was having trouble keeping track of what on Josie's body she was kissing when and loved it. Tracking those Pillowy lips was just as hard as Josie danced them all over Karla’s skin. Karla rose up on Josie holding the Freckled goddess' white lace panties over her head like a trophy, "Mine!" She cheered. Then Josie folded up and her teeth grabbed the waistband on Karla's pink lace underwear. Pushing her over Karla was delighted to watch Josie pull her undergarment down her legs and off her feet. She smiled with her catch dangling from her mouth then spit them to the side. Only to pounce back on top of Karla to start the wrestling again. "Oh so HOT!" Micheal made them jump. There he stood in a white robe. It was tired shut but that little strip of material wasn't going to contain his alerted Behemoth. It too stood staring at their naked forms coiled together on the floor. Josie stood and slinked over. Playing in his hair she purred, "We are going to take a quick shower. We'll meet you in bed." Both his heads nodded in agreement, "Yeah, bed, I'll wait there." Josie grabbed Karla's hand and they soon were in the bathroom. Water was already warm and they entered right away. Since Josie was using her hands to rinse her body Karla started on Josie's marvelous curves. She started to moisten Josie's womanhood when her hand got slapped. "No, if we start doing that we won't be quick." Josie advised. "Right, Micheal is waiting." Karla accepted. She too now was missing the feel of his skin. The taste of it. They washed the other's hair. Their bodies. Karla desired Josie's sexy short curvy body. Only thing she wanted more was to sandwich Micheal's body together with it. They dried off and carefully combed and styled each other's hair. They couldn't be too pretty for their young owner. They practically floated to his room. There he lay on top of his blankets waiting. His head resting on his open hands. They stopped and sighed he was so adorable, sweetly sleeping there. "He looks so peaceful." Josie noted climbing onto the bed along one side of him. "He is so cute when he's sleeping." Karla admired his peaceful face. Then she looked at Josie, "What are you doing?" "Untying his robes." Josie replied. Karla asked. "You'll see." Josie said with a wink. She flipped the sides of the robe open. Then carefully she shifted his leg and curled along the inside of it. Resting her head on his inner thigh, face level with the sleeping Behemoth. Karla liked this idea. Moving her side's leg and coiling along it in a similar manner. Josie gently started petting the sleep length. "Man, he is huge." she praised softly. Karla too ran fingers softly along it. "Yeah, it was so terrifying when he first pulled it out the day he caught me." Josie snickered, "It still kind of is." Then she asked in a purr, "You remember the night we made love on it while he slept." Her pillowy lips finished kissing the side of the Behemoth happily. Karla now found she wanted to taste it too. "Yeah, that was, as Micheal would say, Hot!" And her lips found their way to the shaft. "Karla, how do you take that in at half size." Josie asked while giving the slowly awakening beast kisses. "Oh you need to try it. It feels soo good." Karla replied between delivering suckling kisses of her own. "He must lube it up to get it in" Josie said in an arousing tone. Her kisses were being supplemented with savoring licks. They had to shift as Behemoth firmed up. Karla tongue now danced along that delicious smooth skin as she answered, "No, not a drop. Might not need it I get so aroused knowing it's going in me." Then she snickered, "There was a time he lubed it up so Shrunken could slip along it like one of those backyard water slide things." Karla found hands on her breasts. "We have to get him to do that again. Such fun." Josie purred. Their bodies coiled together. Hands explored the other's body while mouth and tongues savored the thick cock between their faces. They stopped talking as what their mouths were doing was more important. Josie lifted up. Karla was going to ask what she was up to when the Redhead put a finger over her own lips. Then Karla knew. Josie lifted that heavy shaft. She shined those soft pillow lips with her tongue while staring at that broad tip. Then looking determined she lowered her open mouth. Josie made suckling kissing motions as she worked her mouth around that succulent tip. Deeper it was sucked into her mouth the more sexually delighted Josie looked. Then she pushed lower, the tip made her cheek poke out and Josie hummed so wantingly. Karla marvels at how beautiful Josie looks sucking on Micheal's thick cock. His balls find her own mouth and she sucks on them while marveling at Josie's progress. Josie was pushing lower and sounding more pleasured as she did so. Karla watches as that mass starts stretching into Josie's neck. Her friend's eyelids seem to flutter in ecstasy. Eagerly she shoves it deeper. And deeper it goes. Then like she was in a trance Josie shifts over his leg. New angle allows her to go down further. Deep into Josie it goes. A hand grabs the back of her head and Karla rejoices that Micheal was awake for his cock worship. "Oh so Hot!" He declares. "More, suck more please." He then starts clawing through her hair. Karla starts as requested. Licking at the base of the Behemoth then suckling his balls greedily. "Oh Josie you feel so good sucking my cock." he confesses. Karla was jealous, first at the praise, then that she wasn't shoving that tip down her throat. Then, with a touch of amazement. Josie was surpassing how much Karla had ever managed to take in. Karla was soon no longer jealous as she watched Josie take more in. Micheal gasping, "Yes oh Yes!" As pillowy lips stretched around his shaft. Josie looked pleasured by her own efforts. Eyes rolled back and delight marking the straining features. Karla finds herself also feeling delighted. Like just servicing Micheal was now all she needed to get off. Then she watched as Josie swallowed more in, and amazingly took the Behemoth all the way in. This seemed to trigger Josie to orgasm. As it passed Josie slipped up to a more manageable length down her throat and orally fucked Micheal's cock hard. Karla felt a rush and licked and sucked while arching her neck to nest his heavy balls on her breasts. Josie slips off his tip and grunts lustfully. Karla kneels up and they sandwich that thick shaft between their excited breasts. They would be lustfully making out if that wet tip wasn't between them. But they want it there as their lips play together upon it. "I'm going to cum!" Their owner praises and they wrap their faces along his tip. The white fountain starts and sprinkles over their faces. He had really liked their attention as his reward pumps out hard and long. He's panting hard once he finishes. They nuzzle his tip and he looks. They smile, "You let me cum on your faces, so Hot!" Karla remembers the last time a boyfriend sprayed on her face. The last big relationship fight she had. It had caused them to break-up. She was so mad. Now, with Micheal, she loved it. Like a good Shrunken she was. She looked and freckled cheeks on Josie's pretty face was covered in cum drops. Tongue lapped the closest one. Then hers was suckled. Taking turns the savored Micheal's chocolate flavored semen off the other's faces till every speckle was found. "We'll be right back." Karla told Micheal. A tired thumbs up said that was OK. They rushed to the bathroom to freshen up. "Man that felt amazing down my throat." Josie sang horsley. "How, how did you get that down that far?" Karla wondered. Josie shrugged. "I don't know. He liked it." Karla sulked, "I think he liked you sucking him off more than me doing it." Josie looked annoyed, "Your his favorite for EVERYTHING else. Don't get jealous that I have one talent he likes better than yours." "Sorry, just." Karla pouted. "He's your Micheal." Josie teased. Karla sighed. "He's my Micheal too." Josie reminded her. "Besides him being happy is a better life for us. And from how much he came I'd say we, as a team, made him very happy." "You're right." Karla sighed. Josie usually was. "Now, let's cuddle him. I'm sure he will like that too." Josie didn't have to suggest twice. They came into the room and shut off the light. His tired little voice reminded them, "If mom finds you full sized in my bed we'll be in trouble." Josie was particularly naughty tonight, "Then lets hope she doesn't." And lays her naked form along one side of his naked body. A sweet kiss and she sang softly, "Good Night my Special Micheal." He surrendered to this snub of the rules by replying, "Good night my Special Josie." Karla cuddles to his other side. She melts at how wonderful he kisses. "Good night my Special Micheal." She can't help but purr. He sounds content too as he sighs back, "Good night my Special Karla." She rests her head on that dreamy smelling chest to find Josie's gorgeous face inches away. They press tight to Micheal and kiss sweetly. As their lips part Karla hums happily, "Good night my Special Josie." And Josie replies in kind with, "Good night my Special Karla." Micheal's sleepy praise of, "Oh so Hot!" was soon followed with steady breathing that lured Karla to sleep. - Shrink Apprentice - Posts: 15 - Joined: Fri Apr 30, 2021 3:13 am - Contact: Re: The Tourists. Home Life - HentaiHunter1 - Shrink Master - Posts: 396 - Joined: Thu Jul 23, 2020 4:44 am - Gender: - Contact: Re: The Tourists. Home Life - HentaiHunter1 - Shrink Master - Posts: 396 - Joined: Thu Jul 23, 2020 4:44 am - Gender: - Contact: CH 32: The Tourists. Home Life f/f Light play only Karla awoke and happily squeezed to her owner. She missed being her proper size. As she so wished to roll about on the bare smooth chest. But full size had its advantages too. She wiggled down and nuzzled his penis with her nose. She didn't understand the draw she felt to his manhood. Yes, at Standard size she liked playing on it. Even enjoyed him finishing on her now. But this was like an addiction. Like an alcoholic and her drink of choice was Micheal's Thick Cock, and she was a thirsty thirsty girl. "Oh." she squealed as it stiffened. She rubbed her face along it as she maneuvered to wrap her breasts around it. Why was its flavor so intoxicating? Her hands massaged everywhere else. Sweetly giggling Red Head found her playing and those pillowy lips kissed hers then began suckling it. Looking for her wanted mouthful of Micheal Milk. She ran her fingers through Josie's hair and Josie stroked her cheek. They both jumped as blankets flew off them. Micheal looked so delighted to find them there. Then he ordered, "Karla there, on your back." Karla was delighted with his taking command and laid on her back. It was followed with, "Josie lay on your stomach facing Karla." And she did. Karla wondered why he was laying them aligned like that. Then he straddled her chest. Then he wiggled that thick shaft back between her breasts. Grabbing around Josie's pig-tails he guided her closer. Josie’s accepting mouth took his tip in. Then his hips started. Josie's face was right over Karla's and her eyes were transfixed on that cock pumping in and out of those pillowy lips. Her arms raised and hugged her firm tits to the thrusting shaft. "Feels so good! Feels so good!" Micheal chanted as he fucked her tits and Josie's hot mouth. But boys sadly don't last long when inexperienced. He arched and moaned, "So HOT!" Josie's lips quivered as her mouth was rewarded with his cum. Once he finished he flopped on the bed in exhausted satisfaction. Karla's mouth was visited with full lips and Josie shared his gift generously. There they laid for a while savoring the after effects of the morning pleasuring. Micheal sat up weakly and sighed sadly, "You two should get your things so I can return you to normal. If mom finds us like this, no one will find me again." "We could shower first." Karla hinted. "No, we promised Milly we wouldn't shower with him at Full size this time." Josie reminded her. Sure now she was a stickler for the rules. "OK, be right back Micheal." Karla whined standing. Then she remembered a problem. Her suitcase was still in the guest room. She started pulling on yesterday's clothes. "Where are you going?" Josie asked. "My suitcase and clothes are in the guest room." She said in terror. If spotted by Milly and she was dead. Josie waited by Micheal's door while Karla started on his impossible mission. Tip toeing as quietly as she could while trying to be as quick as she could. She made it, glad new hinges didn't squeak. Then back out in the hall. She dashes as light as she could to the room and Josie opened and softly closed the door behind her. They snickered at the rush, like sneaking past the chaperones on dance trips. Micheal looked at them in terror. Karla lifted the suitcase, "I forgot that in the other room." she explained. "Oh, yeah. Good you got it." he didn't sound happy, more scared. Everything gathered he reached for her collar. "Don't forget the Shrunken I borrowed. They're still in the guest cage." she reminded him. "I'll get them after we shower and get dressed, '' he noted. Then a touch and a command and she was her proper size again. He scooped her up and she stretched along her shoulder perch. Josie soon happily joined her on the shoulder. "To the shower." he said. A nice shower and to the cage, she picked out comfy sweats and a sweater, not clothes she'd need on the trip. Josie, who had access to her full wardrobe, put on legs displaying yoga pants and a sweatshirt. Karla lifted the back and smiled, they didn't just display her legs well. A slap stung her fingers. "Do you mind?" Josie asked. "No, in fact I'd like another look." Karla teased. "Come on pervert. Micheal's just about done." Josie reprimanded. Down to breakfast. "Cereal or something today sweetheart. Oh could you grab clothes from your room, doing laundry today so Karla has more to choose from." "OK mom, can I eat first?" he asked in a happy tone. "Sure, I have a load of towels and such I'll start with." Then she slipped down the stairs. A minute later Micheal yelped. Karla turned to see him rubbing his arm, "Dad, what was that for?" "You're lucky your mother wasn't the one he messaged." Howard growled. "What are you talking about?" Micheal asked. Howard showed his watch, a message from Gabriel. It read, "To not get Mikey in trouble I sent it to you. But when I agreed to allow Karla and the other to be full to help yesterday, they were supposed to have those collars shut off last night. No big deal since they are home, elsewhere security might come looking." "Oh, yeah." Micheal said, but he wasn't the only one with their head hanging low. "Look, I understand. Really. Honestly I think Gabriel understands and is happy to overlook it. But if your mother caught you she would have exploded. Don't do it again." Howard huffed. "We won't." Micheal spoke for them. "Good. Was nice though huh, cuddling your best Shrunken full sized?" Howard teased. Micheal blushed, "The best." The basement door opened and Milly looked at them, "What is with you two?" "Nothing, guy stuff." They replied together. Looked at each other and began giggling like naughty children. "Right," she said nervously. Karla found a hand wrapping around her. Josie and herself was lifted to Milly's shoulders, "Then I'll save the girl's ears and bring them with me to get our laundry." "But mom." Micheal started. "Nope, go on, talk guy stuff. Us ladies will actually get things done around here." and Karla found herself heading upstairs to the Master bedroom. Milly walked into their closet cage. "Sorry, I have to gather my Shrunken's clothes." She told them. Karla was suddenly reminded of the difference in how she was seen. Heck, it was clear there was several levels in Milly's mind of Shrunken as she clapped loudly and barked, "Come on cum chuggers, get your clothes into the laundry bucket or go a week naked." She turned and snapped at the Male's side, "You to my little living dildos. Your goddess wants clean things to take off you next week." Then like she forgot they were Shrunken she said to them, "You have to talk to them like idiots, you understand. They are just Shrunken after all." "We are just." Josie started. Milly interrupted, "No, you're my little girls. And are not to call yourselves the S word to me again." The giantess kissed Josie's head. Then Karla found a sweet kiss on her head. This made Karla feel guilty for their naughty behavior last night. Karla's stomach growled and she was reminded she hadn't eaten yet, "Ah, Milly?" "Yes Karla?" she responded. "I'm hungry." Karla advised. "Me too." Josie added. "Right, sorry. I'll grab you some food and coffee once I get this stuff downstairs." she stated grabbing plastic bins full of clothes. "How do you keep track of whose Shrunken clothes is whose?" Karla wondered. "We have four laundry bags for Shrunken clothes. My males' clothes go in one. Howard and my females' clothes go in another. Mike's Shrunken gets a bag. And yours get a bag. I let the Shrunken short out whose clothes are who's once they are done being cleaned. I have been shorting and hanging yours with Josie's help." She explained. "You could just leave them for me to hang up." Karla suggested. "Somewhere I got the idea that hanging clothes away properly wasn't a habit you had picked up." Milly teased. Karla hoped Josie could feel the daggers being stared at her through Milly's slender neck. As they walked through the kitchen Micheal asked from the dining room, "We are done guy talk, can I have them back now?" "No, it's a girls day. They are going to keep me company doing you boy's laundry while you two head over and help the Howells unpack more and move things about." Milly said firmly. "But Karla, " Micheal started. "Is mine for the day, hurry up. Pat has all that stuff for his workshop to move about. I spent the week helping them pack. Help our friends unpack for a day." Milly noted. "Yeah, OK." Micheal whimpered. Karla felt bad she wouldn't get to spend the day with Micheal. However, a quiet day with Milly would be nice before a long trip. They went down to the part of the workshop that held the washer and dryer. Back up to the kitchen and the guys were already gone over to the Howells. Milly handed them both a oat circle, a nibble for a human, a bagel sized breakfast for them. Little mugs with coffee. The towering woman looks about and sighs, "I've let the house work go a little this week." "You have been busy helping the Howells." Josie tried to ease the woman's guilt. "Yeah, but I still should have swept and dusted. I'll be right back." And Milly got up and left. Karla tilted her head, "I wonder where she's going?" "I don't know. She doesn't usually leave us like this without a reason." Josie advised. They sat cuddled together happily eating their breakfast oat ring and sipping their coffee. Then Milly reappeared in a different shirt. She went over to the coffee maker and was working on something. Then appeared with tiny travel mugs. "Are you two done with breakfast?" she cheerfully asked. "Yes, why?" Karla was wondering why the change of mugs for sitting on a table. "Great." Milly happily noted as she reached for them. Karla felt herself being lifted and turned. Slipped into a breast pocket with Josie. A button was latched pulling the outer material tight to their chests. "Here you go." Milly offered them each a travel mug. Karla soon learned the point of the change of venue. Milly started dusting and they traveled with her through the house leaving her hands free and keeping the giantess from worrying about them falling off her shoulders. It was a warm spot to ride. Karla laid back along Milly's perky little breast to find it a very comfortable resting place. This must have been something her and Josie did often as Milly would note something like needing to buy more wipes and Josie would note it on her watch and advised, "Got it." The whole time the button held them safely in. Even when Milly would lean over to grab something. The hardest thing was not spilling coffee as she moved about. Just as Karla noticed her own belly rumbling Milly spoke out, "Huh, lunch time." Into the kitchen she started. When she found time to get the stockpile of bread, cold meats and cheeses Karla didn't know. As Milly slapped together sandwiches she poured a big pot full of tomato soup. Clearly this buffet wasn't for the three of them. Sandwiches into a large cooler bag with a strap, she carefully carried the big pot. Stopping to grab a light jacket, she stepped into the back yard. Karla marveled at how they didn't spend much time out here. Nice porch and a beautiful large backyard with a couple trees showing fall colors. It would be a lovely spot to just relax. Then the breeze touched her. So cold she thought as she hunkered down into the giant pocket. "Oh sorry girls, I was hoping my body heat would protect you from the mild chill." Milly advised as she went to the gate between yards. To her credit, her body heat did protect them, as long as they were under the pocket material. She rings the back door bell. Shortly Tanya appears, "Oh Milly, you didn't have to make us lunch. We were about to order pizza." "So you don't want the sandwiches and tomato soup?" Milly asks, lifting the big pot. "Hush you, today is a sandwich and tomato soup type of day. Get in here." Tanya casts such talk away. She steps into the stairwell and bellows, "Lunch folks!" Smiling at Milly saying, "We'll see who comes then send them back up to fetch the others." Sandy pops out of the stairwell first. "Get the boys." Tanya requests as soon as she appears. "OK Mama." she jollily accepts and blots back up the stairs. Soon the dining room is a barrage of conversations. Karla was happily claimed temporarily by her Micheal. He was distracted by talking playset ideas with Pat. Josie, Tanya, and Milly were on about some book or possibly books they had all read at some point. Sandy and Howard had their own conversation going on. But for Karla munching on a cherry flavored pellet it was just a warm hum of friends voices. After lunch, despite Micheal's whimpering, Karla and Josie returned with Milly to ride in her pocket while she attended the house work. Josie snuggled close and the swaying motion of Milly's giant body made Karla dozy. The mattress of the giantess' breast and she couldn't resist the nap seeping into her body. Karla awoke to find Milly reading. She soon realized what woke her. A handsome naked Shrunken male mumbling eroticly to himself as he hung from Milly's lovely massive lips. Karla was surprised Milly let him say what he was saying. She would have thought him saying, "Hmm yeah, suck my cock you giant bitch." She thought Milly maybe didn't hear him. Then he panted hard and she snickered mockingly, clearly she liked playing with him. Milly looked down and saw her smirking. She pulled the aroused male out like a cigar. He growled, "Why'd you stop bitch?" Milly looked amused at the complaining male and lightly flicked his erection, making him moan into pain in reaction. "Sorry, he's fun to play with, but too dumb to learn his place. Laundry is done, You should pack for your trip now." Milly happily suggested. "OK, let's." Karla agreed. Hoping packing now would get her some extra time with her Micheal later. Milly lifts the male trapped between her fingers asking, "You mind if I?" Karla snickered, "Sure." The male seemed to appreciate that as Milly shoved him back into her massive mouth. Making him sing in pleasure again. Looks like Milly had planned on reading for a while as she grabbed a tub of Shrunken males. Up to Micheal's apartment and to her cage. Josie awoke as Karla was being slipped out of Milly's pocket. "I didn't put anything away yet. Hope that helps." Milly advised before popping the man back into her oral heaven. "Some, I don't plan on wearing anything too skimpy or tight." Karla advised going to her giant closet. Milly hooked her fingers along the male and showed no care about his pleasure as she pulled him away from her massive massaging tongue to speak, "Good luck with that Curves. I've tried to order you more business like clothes remember. Clothes for Shrunken your shape just come in either tight or skimpy." "I thought we're not Shrunken, but your little girls." Karla teased back. Milly didn't remove the male, just spoke around him like he was just a living cigar, "To me you are. To clothes makers your Shrunken. I can only order from what's available." "I should talk to Jenna, maybe she could convince her dad to design more reasonable outfits." Karla said looking at one of her business suits. Milly asked. Something about how she spoke around the gasping male made Karla think of gangsters from old movies. "Oh, Doctor, what was her last name, Murphy. The girl with the purple hair on Micheal's team." Karla explained. "Oh right. Jenna. Sorry, forgot her somehow." Milly got out just before the male clearly finished. Her lips pressed tightly and the lovely MILF hummed as she sucked on the male to swallow his release. Milly pulled him out and held him by his shoulders while her other hand milled the other males about like she was looking for a ripper sample. Grabbing a fit young Latino male she placed the spent toy in and smiled at the young treat. Giving his limp fair sized penis a playful lick before raising him up to slowly lower him halfway in between those succulent thin pink lips. His sounds quickly went from worried to aroused. "Do you enjoy doing that?" Karla asked, watching the pretty giantess basically suck off another guy. Pulling the young male out she shrugged, "Yeah kind of. I like the rush of power and dominance I have over them. I mean look, a few licks and this tender one is already ready to entertain my tongue." She practically sucked the male back in between her lips. It was distracting having Milly leaned close to the cage as the male hugged by her sweet lips gasped and grunted. Karla could see from Milly's mouth movements that her tongue was giving that lucky boy the cock licking of his life. Milly's pink lips shifted and the guy then really panted oh sounds. Then like that a long ahhh of pleasure and then a grunt as giantess lips squeezed his sides and to swallow his release and not him. Milly slipped the spent plaything out and used his exhausted body to point, "Oh the light gray one with the salmon blouse. You'll look gorgeous in that." "Milly, I think Karla's more looking for business like." Josie said. Karla was surprised, as the Red head sounded like she was attempting to not laugh at Milly's oral fun. The MILF goddess exchanges the young lollipop for one older than Karla. He was a very muscled sample. Karla could see where he might think he could struggle out of those giant piano fingers. Milly simply pulled his arms back and pinned his strong legs together. She noted as her dexterous tongue teased his lifting manhood, "Sorry Josie, I think the best she's got is business gorgeous." Then she wrapped her puckered lips around his manhood and made little popping kisses around it. Karla looked at Josie, "Aren't you bothered by that?" Josie looked at Karla, "Oh, no she does that all the time. I've just gotten used to it." "I can't believe I have to tell you you should lighten up Karla." Milly snickered then licked the tip of her tongue under the male's balls and up his shaft. Basically juggling its manhood with each lap. Josie then said something that was maddening, "Karla's just getting aroused watching you dominate them. She gets off watching human's play with Shrunken." "Josie, how dare you say such things." Karla snapped. "Karla, where are your hands?" Josie said in a smarter than you tone. And much to Karla's dismay, her friend was likely right. One hand was massaging her inner thigh while another was rubbing her breast. "That's not. I mean. Well I need to pack." Karla whimpered. That made Milly and Josie both laugh hard. As Milly started to catch herself she offered, "I can put them away if it's that distracting." Now Karla snickered as the formerly struggling buff male whimpered at possibly losing his titanness oral play. "No, go ahead. I just have to focus on my task." Karla surrendered. "Look, I know Josie will say no. But if you want, you could borrow one. I'll make sure he looks after your needs. I don't have that sweet one you borrowed the other day. But I must have one that you'll find appealing." Milly offered. "No, thank you. If Micheal caught me, he'd be so mad." Karla advised. "I suppose." Milly said with a sigh. "Maybe after you get back you can be my little shoulder devil as I play with some Shrunken. We could do full male playthings. Or even a little co-ed action." Milly offered then flicked her burly toy's penis. Karla looked at Josie, and to her surprise, her red haired dream was clearly into the idea of being bad influences for Milly's fun. "Yeah, maybe." Was all Karla could say. Karla went back to packing. Highly distracted by Milly's game. The male she held was rippling with muscles. If he was still human he would likely tower over even tall leggy Milly. His broad frame would have easily overpower her. But now as a Shrunken he was struggling intensely and not even budging Milly's elegant nimble fingers holding him. Now, as if to show her dominance of her strapping plaything, Milly's index finger on her free hand was pressed to the male's tip and making it make little circles. Occasionally stroking along his length and snickering mockingly. Anytime he made a sound of any complaint Milly padded his sprawling chest and tauntingly commanded in a sexy whisper, "Shhh, or your goddess will punish you my naughty little man." And the man would surrender to the towering lovely giantess. Karla wondered where Milly captured her plaything. Was he one of the Lumberjacks from the competition her and the other girls collected from. Or was he from other port. How he went from intimidating burly man to the sex toy of a slender dirty blonde woman? Milly licked her lovely soft pink lips and smiled, making the restrained bodybuilder gasp. Slowly the titaness brought her treat to those soft lips. The towering giantess made amused sounds as those lips kissed round the mini erection. Massaging it in those sensual lips. The trapped male clearly enjoyed the sensations her kiss was causing. Having that lovely billboard sized face so close had to add to the appeal. Intimate close to such beautiful features. Milly leaned back slightly and out slinked her tongue. The tip massaged up and down his stiffened length. The male gasped harder and harder, growing fast to his climax. Milly withdrew her tongue and the male begged that lovely MILF giantess to satisfy his urges. Milly slapped his chest with her free index, chastising him sternly, "Bad little squirmers don't get rewards. Now stop your whining, my delightfully strapping plaything, your goddess' entertainment is distracted by that." Milly went back to fidget playing with his manhood like she was just keeping her hands distracted. "Oh Karla, what does that navy one in the back look like?" the giantess asked. Karla smiled as she realized Milly was doing just enough attention to her toy's cock to keep it hard while not enough to get him to release. Karla brought out the suggested suit and looked it over. Yeah, it was actually one of several sexy teacher selections Micheal bought her after one morning's play. It would be tight and the skirt short, but that was like most of her other choices so she added it anyway. Typing a reminder note for when she got home to have another field trip to Mount Micheal when she got back from her trip. Karla was startled slightly as a loud gasping came from above her. Milly's lips suckled at the male's mid-selection. It was clearly a delightful sensation for the male as his head leaned back and looked like his eyes were rolled back into his head. Milly released her puckered hold and slapped the male's chest making a slight tapping sound telling him tauntingly, "Shhh, or no more goddess kisses." Only to kiss back around the male's genitals. And he clearly struggled attempting to endure the rapture of a giantess blowjob. He failed and began moaning a grunting sound. Milly released again and grumbled, "Bad boy, goddess will enjoy punishing you later." Gaining rambling begging like a kid begging for a toy at the store from a man rippling with muscles. She dropped that male away to pull out a handsome male about Karla's age. Dark haired and track athlete toned form. Back to taunting with her finger, rolling this new toy's endowment. Stroking the tip of her finger along it and amusingly giggled as it had her desired results. Though he seemed to like Milly's sweet lips massaging his erection as much as the ripped plaything, this one knew quiet would keep him her little distraction. Karla was aroused by Milly's actions. Not so much by the attractiveness of the distraction. More by the clear display of Milly's power. For the male this was an intensely pleasurable interaction being thrust upon him. For Milly it was closer to distracted doodling while on the phone. As if to display how little the titaness cared about her distraction’s enjoyment Milly pulled him back to just resting his cock on her supple lip. She then noted, "Oh, your gray pants suit you wore the other day should be in your clean laundry. At least it is a little less showy." The whole statement the penis bounced off her pink soft bottom lip. From his grunts however, not every landing of his manhood was as soft as her lips. "Thank." Karla responded, attempting to hide her amusement. Seeing Josie hiding her smirk with her hand. "Your welcome." Milly said clearly not noticing either of their entertainment. She then kissed the poor erection better with smoothing lips stroking. "Oh there you are." Micheal announced his presence. Then he stopped at the doorway and complained, "Oh mom, are you playing with males in my room?" "Not really. I'm just distracting my hands while I help Karla pack for her trip." Milly said like this was a normal way to fidget. "None of them messed in my room did they?" Micheal asked, looking disturbed. "No, none messed in your room." Milly said with an eye roll. "I can't believe you brought males into my room." he huffed. Milly smirked and tilted her head. Then rhetorically questioned, "Who was that boy that went on and on before our trip about looking forward to owning some male Shrunken so he would have Shrunken to play Battle Jumpers and Treasures and Towers with? Said he wanted to have them attended to by his caught females? Mikey, do you remember who that was?" Micheal growled. "That was before." Milly snickered at his annoyance, "Relax, I'm just teasing. But, before a certain lovely tan skinned lady you were all about collecting pets to play boy stuff with." "I remember." Now Karla's towering lad was pouting. Milly decided to stop picking on her son and suggested, "You want to help Karla pack?" "Yeah, but first, dad was wondering what is for supper?" Micheal replied. "I hadn't decided. Milly questioned back. "Well, so he can tell Pat since he told them they could join us for supper." Micheal explained. Milly sighed hard with an annoyed yet accepting, "That man." She looked at Micheal and noted, "Guess I better put my toys away and hope I can cobble something together. Oh, coil fries. You want coil fries and hotdogs?" "Yeah, that would be great." Micheal agreed. "You wouldn't mind helping me would you?" Milly inquired. "But I wanted to help Karla pack." Micheal complained. Karla waved her arms to gain their attention, "Yes Karla?" Micheal noted he noticed. "As much as I would like to spend time with you. But I'm almost done packing. It'll just be a little longer with Josie's help. You should help your mom." She suggested. "But I want to spend time with you before you go on your trip." Micheal confessed. "I do too, but your mom shouldn't have to suddenly make supper for six by herself." Karla surrendered. "Right, OK. But once you're done text me to come get you two." Micheal commanded. "We will." Josie agreed. The humans left Josie noted with a caring sigh, "He's going to be a mess while you're gone." "I'm also going to be a bit of a mess as well without him." Karla confessed. Josie slinked along her and hugged tight, "Only without him?" she teased. Karla kissed those pillowy lips and admitted, "I've been missing you just with you having sleepovers with Sandy." Josie nuzzled along her neck and hummed, "As much as I like spending time with her. I missed you greatly. But on the upside, I'll be getting all the Micheal affection. So this could have an upside I guess." Karla playfully pushed her lover back teasing, "You're counting the minutes to have Micheal to yourself aren't you?" Josie poked back at her teasing, "Oh like you don't get all curvy when you have a minute alone with him." "That’s because I'm his first Shrunken, I'm supposed to be good for our sweet owner." Karla countered while grabbing at Josie's hands in mock fight style. Josie grabbed at her wrists agreeing to the horse play, "Maybe he'll enjoy a new top Shrunken. First doesn't mean best." Karla caught her friend's own wrists and tugged her towards the bed, "Oh and you think you can take my place?" Josie shifted her feet and gained leverage, suddenly pushing Karla backwards. "Oh do you think no one can topple you as queen of his dick?" Karla verbally responded strongly in their play despite her unable to stop from falling over backward, "I am the queen of that Behemoth, any Shrunken thinking they can take my throne will learn why I ride on top while they go under it." "I ride on top of it to remember. Like I'm on top of you now." Josie teased straddling Karla's stomach. Karla planted a foot and started to flip them cheering, "Oh, who's on top now." Only for that nimble Red haired minx to shift her weight and roll them back to the status quo. "I am bitch." Josie said giggling. Karla was about to attempt rolling on top of that short curvy beauty when a thud made them jump. Then they looked at where the sound came from. Her suitcase couldn't handle the play fight and fell from the corner of the bed. "Guess that's my fault." Josie said in amusement. Karla liked that as she replied Josie lay tightly over her body. "Well, you did pick this fight." Josie's lips were tantalizingly close, brushing Karla's own as she suggested, "Well I guess I should see if we can kiss and make up." Lips parted slightly and they lovingly kissed. Bodies cuddled tight as they each stroked a hand over the other's ass and savored the connected thigh. Josie lifted and ran her other hand through Karla's hair, "I'm so going to miss you next week." Karla played in those thick crimson locks as she purred affectionately, "I already miss you." Josie softly made little kisses at Karla's lips as she sighed, "I don't think we have time to discuss this more intimately." "No, Micheal will be looking for us soon." Karla agreed, returning soft kisses to that freckled lovely face. As focused as she was she had to ask, "You will look after him while I'm away please." "Of course. He's my Special Micheal too." Josie reminded Karla as she slipped her mouth down to nibble along Karla's neck. "Thank you my Special Josie." Karla cooed, pulling her lady love tighter to her body. Josie sighed and asked, "Should I get up and help you finish packing or keep this snuggling up?" Karla pointed out, "The sooner we finish the more time we'll have with Micheal." Josie rose and teasingly stated, "You're such a simp for him." "And you don't want to spend time with him?" Karla countered. Josie got up and walked towards the fallen suitcase in a very appealing way saying, "Remember, I have all week with him." "Yet, there you are picking up my suitcase to get us finished sooner." Karla teased getting off the bed. "It's just that I'm nice. I know you want to spend time with him before you have to go to bed. I'm just being a good girlfriend." Josie countered. Karla's heart fluttered, "Did you just call me your girlfriend?" Josie blushed, clearly unaware she had said that till it was pointed out. "Well, are we, you know. Partners?" Karla hugged Josie tightly, "Yes, but I like girlfriends better." Then she kissed her lady love. Josie wiggled happily and sighed warmly, "Well girlfriend, pick out the rest of what you'll need so we can get to where we want to be." They finished going through her clothes and picking out outfits. Karla had to pack two suitcases and a travel bag just to have enough clothes for the week. Including a few extra just in case outfits. As she finished Josie texted Micheal. He came and collected them. Down to watch as he used a strange bladed device that he spun that made a spiral cut of a potato explained what Milly had meant by spiral fries. She cooked the potato spirals in an airfryer. Dinner was much like any joint family Karla had ever experienced. Pat and Howard chatted about sports, mainly hockey. Milly and Tanya discussed some local politician and their thoughts on his position on a topic. Micheal and Sandy discussed Battle Jumpers, he was giving the Red Haired pixie like girl tips about the game. It made sense tonight was when they got together with the others to play after all. Though the sad knowledge that she would be separate from him next week was clearly in his mind as Karla savored repeated strokes down her back as Micheal ate and chatted. His face clearly showed he didn't want to be away from his favorite Shrunken. But he understood that this was what he agreed too when he allowed her to be rented by Jeff. Dinner finished, the men went to the kitchen to wash the few dishes while the ladies started setting up for them to play a few hands of cards. Micheal, such a sweet boy, offered to his friend, "Did you want to stay here to join Karla, Josie, and I while we play Battle Jumpers?" Sandy looked like this was something she wanted. But she looked at Karla and noted, "I don't want to be in the way when Karla has to go to bed. Maybe next week?" "Yeah, that sounds good. See you in the game." Micheal accepted. Sandy replied. She then noted to Karla, "Hope you have a good trip." "I likely will." Karla reassured her towering friend. "K," Sandy said. Bent over and hugged Josie to her face, "Have a good night Big Sister." Josie hugged at the large face replying, "Good night Little Sister." Micheal brought Karla and Josie up to his room. Setting up as they had every other time. Karla considered requesting her Jumper costume, but decided against it as the end results she would have been looking for she wouldn't have time for this evening. Soon their friends and their selected Shrunken joined them in the game. Battles began, training them for the next Cruise and the hopes to gain another ticket to have the Watts join them for another one after that. Though Karla still thought a Jumper cockpit styled controller for Shrunken pilots would be better than the handheld ones her and the other Shrunken were using. After a few hours there was a knock at Micheal's door. Micheal called out. The door opened and Howard came in. "I'm headed to bed now. I know it's early, but I suggest Karla does the same. She should sleep in the guest room cage so I don't wake you in the morning when I come to get her." Micheal gave a sad sigh and replied, "Yes dad. I'll take her there after we finish this last battle." "Now, be good for your mother while I'm away." Howard requested. "I will," Micheal agreed. "Please take good care of Karla." "Of course. Speaking of, can I borrow her case so she doesn't have to be carried in my travel bag like a Shrunken." Howard asked. "I'll put it in the guest room with her." Micheal answered. "OK, night." Howard said. "Night." Micheal said. They finished one more battle. "Night all, Karla has to go to bed now." "Are you coming back after you put her to bed?" Chrissy asked. "Likely, just be away for a few though." Micheal replied. "I'm going to log off now. My body is still on East Coast time. Night guys." Chris added. "Can we talk a bit before you go?" Sandy asked. "I was hoping so." Chris replied to her. "OK, be right back." Micheal announced. "Night all." Karla slipped in. "Night Karla, have a safe trip." Chris wished. "Can't wait till you get back." Sandy confessed. "See you in a few days." Chrissy advised. "Thanks guys." Karla told her friends before logging off. Micheal scooped her off the couch and then grabbed her tablet. Karla was then slipped onto her usual throne. He grabbed Josie and placed her on his other shoulder while he headed to the bedroom. "I'll need to grab pajamas for tonight." Karla noted. "I got your bags." Micheal said as she went and grabbed clothes for the night. He gathers her again. Now however he keeps her in his palm, close to his face. Nuzzling her with his handsome face. Karla arches into the snuggles with open arms. In the guest room Karla is placed by the cage while he places her bags and pajamas inside. He pulls out one of the blankets she had bought for his other pets and places it nicely upon the dresser top. Karla was confused, "What's that for?" "I want to kiss you good night and safe trip." He explains as his hand wraps her. He places Josie down on the dresser. Karla felt his fingers wrap her waist and her sweat pants have little chance against that titan teen's strength. The panties underneath are claimed at the same time. Karla loved when her Micheal showed his tender dominance. She gains a rush as he reaches over her head and just peels her comfy sweater from her. Karla is aroused by his restraint. He could tear her clothes from her helpless body, let he stripped her with delicate actions. Her bra pops and she almost squeals. That handsome giant somehow unhooked it with the fingers she was leaning on. He lays her out on the silky coated blanket. Pinned down by giant fingers, his thumbs hook her legs and lift and spread them wide. His lips pucker and press together as he lowers his face between her legs. Pinned down by his face she arches and gasps as that tongue makes her womanhood open like a blossoming flower and tastes firm and deep with each loving lick. Karla still didn't understand the blanket. Why didn't he just hold her in his palm and suckle her pussy. Or, strangely appealing to her, just have her dangle like a freshly caught little mouth in a giant cat's hungry mouth. Then, lowering into her view was a gorgeous freckled face. Full pillowy lips zealously began kissing Karla's panting mouth. Hands play in Karla's hair, then Josie leans further and Karla's nipple sings in delight as those soft full lips suckle it. Karla finds Josie's satin smooth firm mounds are right above her own mouth. She greedily sucks on Josie's own alert nipple. Karla has to let go of Josie's mound as Micheal's powerful hands begin admiring her little legs. Then as she is attempting to kiss the tantalizing nipple again, that giant boy made her stretch and moan. He had begun humming hard right into her stimulated womanhood. As she looked to get air back into her lungs she found those full lips loving her mouth again. Karla ignores the lack of air in her lungs and focuses on access to Josie's mouth. Hands fondle Karla's breasts. Karla admires Josie's curvy form with her own hands. Attempting to pull Josie up further to give her some Special Kisses of her own. But the Redhead resists. Josie's hands move from massaging the tops of Karla's breasts. She barely has time to wonder why as titan teen fingers pin her tits and roll them. Karla has no way to resist such power fondling her and she loves it. Josie's hand grabs the back of her head and poses her head to her lady love's preference. The other reaches between Micheal's giant digits and wraps and massages around Karla's mounds. There she was sandwiched between her lovers. Giant handsome Micheal pinning her with his mouth and a couple of fingers. Breasts kneaded like toys. The shape of her legs stroked and massaged by his thumbs. Electric, her pussy bursts as that colossal tongue pleasures it all over with each stroke it's tip. Beautiful Pixy sized Josie stroked her enthralled face with those soft hands. Mouths work at each other with sweet kisses. Their own tongues savor curling and wrapping together. Karla is the focus of their joint affection and can't resist announcing how wonderful they are making her feel. They don't stop. Micheal lifts a finger and strokes Karla's stomach. Josie wraps pillowy soft lips over the exposed nipple and massages it. Her hands admire Karla's torso greedily. Karla finds those freckled mounds stroking her face yet can't orally savor either as their attentions are making breathing hard. Karla swears revenge for this delightful attack her two loves are making on her body. Someday she will make both experience that horrible pleasure they are greedily giving her. She didn't know how or when. Or if she would use one against the other as they have teamed up on her. Just they both will have to face her loving wrath and lay there suffering her lustful vengeance. Now all she could do was endure their devoted passions. Karla couldn't even speak, just moaning in a lustful climax. Afterward surrender happily to being helpless to resist Micheal's orally stimulating her. Restraining her with mere touches. And with that, she was exposed to Josie's wonderful touches and kisses. Those warm padded lips suckling her nipple or her lips. Hands keenly focused on ways to delight Karla's body. Over and over Karla explodes in orgasm. Soon she can't even think. She lays out under them, too weak to even attempt to touch them back. Light shines, Josie sweetly strokes her sweat wet hair. Josie places one more kiss on her forehead. Then says in a soft tone, "Have a good trip." Josie moves, and Micheal leans down. Warm giant lips cover all of Karla's face. "I'm going to miss you, my Special Karla." Feebly she kisses him back. "I'll miss you too, my Special Micheal." She feels herself lifted by that blanket. Onto the cages awful block of foam bed. Micheal folds the blanket over her sexually excused body. The cage top pings as Micheal closes it. Then the room light goes dark. Karla thinks about getting up. Freshening up properly for bed. Getting the night's pajamas on her tired naked form. She's too weak from Micheal's and Josie's affections. She manages to tap her watch alarm for the morning. She briefly worries about falling to sleep. The cage supplied bed wasn't nearly as comfortable as her usual warm titan's chest bed. Or even her own cage's plush mattress. Even the empty human sized bed across the way was nicer than this non-squishy block. However it is only a passing worry. As she shifts the pillow to hug in place of her curvy lady love and lets her breath settle. Then, Karla passes out. - HentaiHunter1 - Shrink Master - Posts: 396 - Joined: Thu Jul 23, 2020 4:44 am - Gender: - Contact: CH 33A: The Tourists. Home Life Karla's alarm goes off and she shuts it off. Standing she finds her legs are still a little weak from Micheal and Josie's kisses goodbye last night. Then she stretches and curses the cage's awful bed. Stiff from it's poor comfort as staggers to the shower. Fine shampoo and other cleaners are nice to find there. She wonders if Milly supplied them for her or if they were always there. She also missed her usual shower as this one was like trying to shower under the spurts of a giant squirt gun. It takes time but she manages. Dressed in a skirted suit she finishes freshening up with her pampered pet supplied items and not the disposable lesser Shrunken items held in this cage. Then she makes sure everything is packed back so she won't have to use any hotel's Shrunken supplies. Howard texts, "You should get up now. Let me know when you're ready." "I'm up and ready." She notes back. The man appears and Karla's eyes react to the ceiling light bursting on. The cage lamps worked well, but that was like the sun suddenly appeared. "Gabriel says they'll have breakfast for us on the plane. He's on his way to drive us to the airport." he explains as he grabs her bags and offers her a palm to climb into. "I'm surprised I'm allowed to travel in that case." Karla confessed as Howard lifted her toward the little pocket device. "According to Gabriel we'll be traveling by private means. So no worry about non-Company seeing us in terminals and things." Howard answered slipping her into the mirror windowed seat box. He looked down at her, "I have the ear piece in and it has fresh batteries. So we can talk." "Thanks Howard." she replied. Then the lid closed. Karla watched as Howard opened what looked like a small travel bag. Beside his tooth brush and razor case were eight tubes, each with a pretty Shrunken female. Howard clearly liked his co-ed age playthings. It looked like a bus of cheerleaders would experience a middle aged giant later. Karla was amused by their scared little faces. Beside them in a separate pocket went all her little luggage. He walked down stairs and waited by the front window. Looking at his watch a few times. "Nervous about travel?" Karla asked through the connected radio. He just replied aloud, "Some, but I’m more nervous about how we are traveling. I expected to be on Company only planes and things. But something about how Gabriel told me we would be traveling via private means has me uncomfortable. It wouldn't be beyond him to arrange special travel as a way to show off." "Why would he want to show off to you?" Karla asked hoping he just hadn't consider that. But, he had, "It wouldn't be for me. It would be to show Milly the things he could do for her. See, Howard needed me to travel around in style. Wouldn't you like to travel in style too Milly?" "Is it beyond your own status to travel privately if you wanted?" Karla asked. She felt his towering form shrug and he noted, "No, technically. I'm just not comfortable being fancy like that for myself." "And, since Milly would know that. If she wanted to travel all fancy like that wouldn't she just ask you for that." Karla advised. She felt him laugh slightly and agree verbally, "I suppose she would. Thanks Karla, you're a great help." "That's what good little girls do for their big strong daddy." Karla cheered. He shuttered and requested, "Yeah true, just don't say it like that to me again please." "Understood." Karla replied. A limo pulled up in front of the house and Howard huffed, "Couldn't just be a fancy car. No, had to be a limo." He grabbed his suitcases and stepped outside. Making sure the front door was locked behind him. At the car a big man took the bags and took them to the trunk while a young woman opened the door for him. He slipped inside and there was Mr. Jacobs. "Morning Howard. How are you feeling today?" "Tired. But I have to start early if I'm going to inspect three locations a day." Howard said, failing to hide his annoyed tone. "Look, I asked to drive you and Karla to the airport so we could chat privately." Mr. Jacobs stated. Karla was a little surprised she warranted mention. "Really, about what?" Howard's tone switched to curious. "Well, about why you suddenly have your travel so looked after this week." Mr. Jacobs answered. "I was wondering about that." Howard admitted. Mr. Jacobs looked nervous. Then asked, "Do you know who Randel Walker is?" "Come on Gabriel, I'm not some new Yellow. Of course I know who Randel Walker is." Howard replied. "I don't." Karla pointed out. Howard snickered, "Karla doesn't. You look like you have a speech planned. Guess for her, you can give it." "Alright." Mr. Jacobs said, clearly preparing himself. "Well, Randel Walker is the CEO of Walker Pellets. They are the largest makers of Shrunken and other pet pellets in the Company. They also make the Randy Ranch pellets. Also he has a keen nose for investments and a mind of business. He is likely the richest man in the Company. With pull and influence few others have. It has been suggested only Board Members have more pull." "And he wants access to my teleporters?" Howard stated more than asked. "More, you might not realize this, but he is one of your major investors already. He's been spending his own influence to help Dr. Grant's factory. No, he wants you both to join under his umbrella. He's started an advertising department under some nobody named Trevor Scribe. He wants you both to use that new department. If my resources are correct he's looking for a partnership like agreement between the three of you." Mr. Jacobs explained. Howard stiffened up, "So, should we be open to this partnership?" "Up to you and Dr. Grant. He'll not likely stop his investment. He's not that type of vindictive. I strongly advise not insulting him and his. We are dealing with an incident from the Cruise you were on caused by that. I advise not dealing with Gao investments for the next little while." Mr. Jacobs advised. "Then what?" Howard asked. "I would suggest when you have your meeting with him on Saturday that you and Dr. Grant listen to what he offers. I would suggest you to be open to the ideas unless they are ridiculous. His minus touch is usually on point. It'll also be a good idea to thank him for arranging your travel. Since he's asked for the liaison to be there I have arranged for Karla to be made Full sized that day. Don't tell him she a Shrunken unless he directly asks." Mr. Jacobs gave his suggestion. "But, I'm supposed to be home Friday night." Howard pointed out. "Not anymore. It was the only day he had. It's just one more day for what might be a great boost to your little travel branch." Mr. Jacobs pointed out. "So, I'm at his beck and call?" Howard countered. "Not really. He just has things through the week. Don't hold that against him. Be thankful for the help getting to the inspections and be open to his suggestions." Mr. Jacobs pushed his point again. "Why does he want Karla there?" She was glad Howard asked that. As she wanted to know. Scared to meet such a powerful man. "I don't know. He'll have his top lawyer and that Mr. Scribe with him. Maybe he wants you to feel like you have even numbers in the meeting. Or he might suggest she be the point of contact for his new advertising branch. Randy isn't a simple man to explain." Mr. Jacobs replied. Howard sighed. "Anything else?" "Do not refuse things in an attempt to feel less indebted to him. He's already expecting you to accept all his generosity during this trip. He'll be a little put out if you turn your nose up at it. But also, be yourself. If it's something your not comfortable with, turn it down." Jacobs answered. Howard said what Karla was thinking, "Well, that cleared a little up." "Honestly, from dealing with Randy, I'm sure you'll be fine as long as you act like yourself." Jacobs noted. "Straight up Gabriel, if you were me would you accept his offer?" Howard demanded. "If what I've been able to learn is true, then yes. It will be a big boost within the Company for your new, and far as many will view it, untested travel method. Randy's backing will make it look as safe as you've worked to make it. Dr. Grant's breeding plans has been backed by forces on high. But a trusted name like Walker Pellets will make the lower levels view his products as high end status symbols. You're status will be raised." Mr. Jacobs responded. "I'm a Red Gabriel, that's as high as I can go in the Company." Howard pointed out. "As a title, yes. As money, power, and pull. No, trust me. Look, I know you have your issues with me. If you want more information I suggest you talk to Mr. Howell. He and Randy have been friends for years." Mr. Jacobs suggested. "OK, I will." Howard flatly agreed. They stopped and Mr. Jacobs stated, "I hope you two have a good trip." "Thanks Gabriel. And thanks for the drive and advice." Howard replied. "Your Welcome." was said as Howard stepped out. There, right beside the limo was a shiny private plane. Karla thought it was a bit big to fly one man. Inside a lovely young blonde woman smiled and purred, "Morning Dr. Miller, I'm Loren. I'll be looking after your needs on today's flights. Anything you want, just ask. Mr. Walker wants me to make sure you enjoy your trip." "Thank you Loren. Where should I sit?" Howard asked. "Anywhere you like. This flight is for your convenience." She cooed. Howard picked a plush seat beside a small table. He placed his travel bag down and carefully positioned Karla to be able to look out the window. The top opened and his finger was there with a Shrunken sized square of gum, "Here, for the air pressure." "Thanks Howard." Karla radioed as she took the little gum. Karla felt a rush as the pilot advised, "Greetings Dr. Miller. This is your Captain speaking, Martin Grey. I hope you enjoy your flight." He rambled on planned flight speeds and heights. Karla lost track as the plane was moving. Howard's Teleporting would make travel easier, but flying just had a thrilling effect on Karla. The plane broke from gravity and Karla's heart raced as the ground fell away. They reached their cruising height and the pretty private stewardess came over, "Would you like your breakfast now Dr. Miller?" "Yes, please." He replied. And she wiggled towards the back. Howard grabbed the case and Karla was offered help out. The giant placed her on the table. "Well, what do you think?" Karla shrugged. "Not knowing much about this Mr. Walker. I suggest you call Pat and ask him." "Yeah, I will. Later. I'm just so much more uncomfortable with this fancy travel now." He sighed. "That makes sense. It does feel like he's showing off to get you're acceptance of his offer. Whatever that will be." Karla noted. "Oh, Dr. Miller. If you're planning on playing with your Shrunken the bathroom is quite stocked for that. I can show you all its amenities." the young woman offered. "Oh no, this is Karla. She is my son's Shrunken. She's actually like my little secretary not a usual Shrunken." Howard explained. "Oh, she is a pretty one." The woman noted. Then with a wink she added, "Are you sure you don't give her some under the desk duties?" Howard laughed slightly and replied, "Not if I want my son to not kill me in my sleep I don't." "Shame. Anyway, the chef will have your breakfast ready in about a minute." the woman announced. "You're not just reheating it?" Howard asked. "Oh no, Mr. Walker wants his special guest fully taken care of." the chipper Stewardess explained. "Well, I will have to thank him." Howard replied politely. "I'll be back." she advised and wiggled away. "Huh, well at least I'll be spoiled a little I guess." Howard noted. "Couldn't you, if you wanted to be, get spoiled with staff and things at home." Karla teased. "Yes, but then I'd have to track pay and things. I'd rather just do my own dishes." Howard joked in response. He sat there looking deep in thought then noted, "You mind if I take a quick look in the bathroom." "Got you thinking about it did she?" Karla requested. "Yeah, and no play this morning. Be right back." he said. Opening his bag and grabbing a couple of blondes out. Karla inadvertently felt a slight rush. Howard's pets clearly didn't accept their new lives yet as the pleaded and begged in that magical way. Corse him carrying them by their calves may have added to their distress. The Stewardess returned with his breakfast while he was away. She grabbed Karla and shifted her to the side like a pepper shaker in her way. Then laid out the still streaming meal and coffee. "Don't touch your Master's food Shrunken." took Karla back a bit. She was so unused to being treated like that. Howard returned in short order looking satisfied. The two blondes were wet, like him rinsing them off after use. Into their travel tubes with a rain of their striped uniforms in with them. Then he sat saying, "You not hungry? You know you could have tried a little while I was busy." "I was informed not to." Karla advised him. "Oh, I'll let her know better. Then she can pass it on for other flights we are on." Howard offered. "No, it's fine. I have to accept I'm not a Special Shrunken with everyone." Karla told him. "OK, but if you change your mind, tell me and I'll tell them." he said with a warm smile. He shared his breakfast. A spoon of coffee was hers to drink. The young blonde made a few more open offers to services she would provide him and Howard either ignored or missed them. Politely thanking her. Karla was moved so she could look out the window. She was amused at feeling like a giant looking down at the world. The smallest giant ever. Howard resecured her with a chip of gum for the landing. Something about watching the ground rush up to meet the plane was just thrilling for her. Howard thanked the stewardess and climbed down the plane's stairs to be greeted by another Limo. They climbed in and were whisked to what looked like a series of old warehouses behind a guarded fence. The Limo pulled up and the Guard scanned the driver's ID card. Then Howard's. Then they drove into the building facing the main gate. It looked to be holding old wooden crates. But as the door shut, a wall lifted showing the displayed crates were nothing more than an elaborate image. Behind was several parking spots, but the limo slipped down a ramp and was in an underground parking garage where it stopped by what looked like the glass doors of a mall. Several people were there just waiting. Howard stepped out and it was like he was a movie star. "Dr. Miller, it's an honor to meet you." One man said, holding his hand out towards Howard. Another was right behind him excited to shake Howard's hands. Names were mentioned but in the drama Karla couldn't track who was named what. After several hand shakes and a few selfies Howard announced, "This is nice but Ms. Miller needs to be adjusted to inspect the store selling and receiving Shrunken and I need to look over the installed teleporter." "Yes, this way." the first man directed. Howard was barraged with questions as they walked. Mostly about when the teleporters would be open for personal trips and how would those be organized. He answered as best as he could, not till a certain percentage was installed and inspected and only after shipping and receiving schedules for Company materials was worked out. They were led through halls of what must have been a Company shopping mall. Stores and shops lined the halls as they walked towards this facility's version of the Half Mast Club. It got quieter once they entered. From what Karla could see they only had about three chambers for guests to rent. The waiting area looked a lot less refined than the one on the ship. Into the back chamber they passed this club's limited Shrunken supply. A dozen or so total, mostly females. And from what Karla could see, not much in terms of quality. Likely when Jeff really got producing would be a boon for smaller clubs like this one. "Dr. Miller, I'm Kirk Craft, I'll be adjusting your Shrunken for it's duties. You ready to have it sized?" a chubby man dress more for lounging on his couch then meeting a dignitary said. Clearly from the tone he used saying duties he didn't think a Shrunken was up to those tasks. "Her, Karla, the Shrunken in question is a her and not an it. Disrespect my son's property again and I'll report you." Howard said firmly. "What, oh, OK. I'm sorry Dr. Miller, I mean no disrespect to you or your son. Just, you know, it's, err, sorry, she's a Shrunken. Good for, you know, Shrunken things." the ill dressed man rambled. "Karla has shown she is good for more than that. And Company rules say you treat property with the same respect you treat the owner." Howard reminded the man lifting Karla out of the pocket. "Yes, sorry again." the man practically bowed before Howard. A man beside Howard noted, "She's a lovely catch. But isn't your son only fourteen?" "Yes, one moment." Howard answered. Then he looked down at Karla in his palm, "You need anything from your bags?" Karla nodded and said, "My Tablet, it's in my overnight bag." Howard fished that out and held the bag for her to pull the device from it. As she was getting it ready to adjust to her coming size the man that questioned Micheal's age pointed out, "Well, technically till he's Sixteen he can't really own Shrunken. So, that makes her your Shrunken. He should treat her like she was an extension of you." Howard giggled, "Never say that I own her if front of my son or you might learn how deep into the Earth teleporters can send you." "Thank you." Karla said loudly to Howard. Then holding up her tablet, "Can you place this on the table? It'll adjust soon." Howard accepted the tablet replying, "Your welcome." Then looking reluctant, handed her over to the club sizing tube operator. Karla really felt uncomfortable in this man's hands. First was the stench of stale body odor. The second was his expression. As a human if she saw a man making that look coming towards her she would have moved her keys between her knuckles. His tone when he spoke didn't help, "Your son might own her but I bet daddy like to borrow her from time to time." "No, now just do your job." Howard was sounding as annoyed as Karla was suddenly nervous. "Right, right. Sorry Dr. Miller." the man said, slipping Karla into the tube. He shut the door and sat at a stool by the controls. Karla felt that sensation and was dizzy. Since she was staying in the facility she was only made half sized. A hand grabbed the back of her head and pulled her forward. She gasped in shock and nearly choked as pills struck the back of her throat suddenly. Water sprayed into the back of her throat. Then her face was shoved between that disgusting man's thighs, forcing her jaw closed. She struggled to swallow. Lack of gag reflex allowed her to swallow the water and pills. But a full sense of smell was making her stomach turn. Nose pressed where she should never be pressed, even with holding her breath the smell of unwashed body and unclean genitals blasted into her nose and laid on her tongue. "Hey, take care. That's not a club Shrunken whore you dolt." Howard really sounded mad. Karla was glad as hand released her head and she jumped away from that creature. Coughing to attempt to rid her body of the toxic fragrance combination. "Sorry Dr. Miller, but that's how I always make sure the bitches swallow their pills." The man said defensively. "I'm sure it is. Guess I'll suggest that you take a refresher course." Howard growled. "Dr. Miller, it's just a Shrunken." the man whimpered. Another voice advised smartly, "Shut up Kirk." "Karla you alright?" Howard asked. "As long as I'm never in that groin again." she snarled. "OK, let's get you to your job and me to mine." Howard said, handing her tablet to her. A man that looked like a Mall cop stepped up with a leash, "Sorry Dr. Miller, but we had an incident a while ago. Facility rules, Half sized and larger Shrunken need to be leashed while traveling between locations." "She needs to be free to inspect the store." Howard pointed out. "And when there she will be off leash. But I'll need to stay with her and re-attach the lead when she's being brought back to you." the guard said in a polite tone. Howard was still clearly annoyed by the other man as he huffed, "Fine, but one scratch on her. One word of complaint from her and I'll have you guarding Company port-a-potties." "I'll treat her as good as gold sir. I promise." the Security man replied. "OK, well I hope that was the worst that happens to you today." Howard sighed, smiling at her. Karla shrugged, "I hope so." Knowing things likely wouldn't be easy for her all day. She walked with the Guard. Many faces looked at her. Children pointed and asked parents. Karla cringed as the Guard got catcalled about taking her to the Security office to give a full body search. She decided to try small talk, "So, how is your day going?" "Did you just speak without permission?" he sounded confused. "Yes, the Millers allow me to talk as I please." She explained. The Guard took a deep breath. Then said, "Huh, most Shrunken that speak without permission are begging me to help them. I'm a little unsure what to do when one speaks without permission that is allowed to do so." "You could just answer, I was having a fine day till I met that Adjustment Tube operator. Karla pointed out. The Guard snickered, "Good till I had to smell Kirk. I think he might have slacked off on the wrong day." "So, does he usually smell that bad?" Karla was amused by the Guard's candor. "Yeah, but that's not against the rules." The guard sounded to be trying to take a professional tone now. "Is sexually assaulting other's Shrunken against the rules?" Karla asked. "I think your owner is likely giving him an earful about that right now. If Kirk isn't docked a ton of status I'll be surprised. But in his defense he usually only ever handles his, the club's Shrunken." The Guard advised. "Poor things. I'm surprised anyone uses that club with him owning them." Karla said mostly to herself. The Guard stopped, "Anyone that knows him doesn't. But, just a reminder. Red pet or not, Shrunken should never speak ill of Company members in public." "Sorry. I'll stop. Thank you." Karla accepted his advice. The Guard shrugged, "Its alright this time. No one really pays attention to what Shrunken say anyways." They walked a little further. Into a shop much like the play-set store on the ship called Channels. "George, the inspector is here?" the Guard called out. A middle aged man looked up from the counter. "Ha ha, Tony. Walking some rich guy's bitch are you?" "Ahh, no George. This is the inspector from Grant Factories. Didn't that mention she would be a Shrunken?" The Guard questioned. "Look, this was funny. But don't ruin it. Miss Miller should be here any time and I'm so nervous I'm beside myself." the man at the counter said, waving his hand dismissively. Karla sighed, "George Best, I am Karla Miller. I am the inspector from Grant Factories." "Tell its owner to train it better. I'm not letting that thing poke around in my store." the man growled in annoyance. As much as Karla understood why the man was reacting to her like he was. She still had a job to do here. She decides to point out the obvious, "You can let this Shrunken do her job or it will make sure this shop isn't allowed to receive Shrunken from Grant Factories or any of our franchise breeding locations from around the world." "You don't have that or any type of pull you little thing." The man sounded like he was attempting to convince himself. "Don't let me inspect and find out. I have no problem going to where Dr. Miller is doing his inspection and filling out my report on you and your refusal of inspection." Karla coldly confesses. "This has to be a joke?" the man asked the guard. The Guard undid the leash, "No George, she is the inspector. And, just to warn you, her owner does want her referred to as her and not called it or thing." "God damn it. Fine, this way Miss." the store owner huffed. Really hissing out, miss. Once he allowed her to start it was a time consuming but straightforward duty. Honestly, once they began George actually began to just talk to her and not growl at her. She basically had a checklist. Different holding cells for Males and Females? How would food be supplied? How would waste be removed? Could they keep themselves clean? Sleeping area and fitness areas? "Well, you look to have gone beyond the minimum requested requirements George. I'll be glad to pass that on in my report." Karla was in a much better mood now. The man had accepted her authority on the matter of Shrunken containment. He even seemed to warm up to her as a living being, "Thanks Karla. I want the best set-up. The better the display the more likely to draw the shopper's eye." "That's true. Now, it'll be a while yet before real numbers of Ripe Kittens start to be available. But if you keep this up you'll be on the top sites to receive product first." Karla praised. The man looked embarrassed, "Even with my, let's call it rudeness?" "I know my place and what I am. You'll likely not be the only store owner that speaks to me like that." Karla forgave the man. "Well, I hope you're wrong. You're a testament to your owner's good training." the man responded. Karla now blushed, "My owner treats me so good, that's why I'm such a good Shrunken." Karla was reattached to the Guard's leash and guided to where the teleporting area was held. Howard was like an orchestra conductor directing the small group of people there and, over the phone, back at his labs. Making cylinders disappear and reappear. He clapped and announced, "This site is now online!" and the gathered crowd cheered. He was mobbed and between hand shakes he was turning down offers of lunch or time at the facilities club. Many suggesting he just use his already half sized Shrunken waiting in the corner. He turned all offers down, he had to carry on to the next location after all. "Ready?" he asked, looking down at her. Karla nodded, "Yes." Then arched her neck to allow him access to her collar. Karla felt safe with Howard, he was almost like a father to her now. But, her chest out displayed in her tight form hugging blouse made him stop and shake his head. Then he laughed at his own foolishness and shut off her collar. His palm beside her, she happily climbed in. He slipped her and her adjusted tablet into her travel pocket. Goodbyes from his admirers and they slipped into the limo. As the long car started away Howard sighed loudly, "Man this is going to be a long day." Karla used the connected radio, "Not a fan of being a celebrity?" "Not used to it. At work I'm just the boss. On the Cruise I was just another passenger. In these locations I'm this amazing man of grand repute. That will never be something I'll adjust too." Howard complained. "Well, two more stops and you can rest for the night." Karla offered him an out. He laughed, or made a bunch of whimpering gasps. "No, the last stop will have me on the technicality of not needing to go to another stop and I'll look stuck up if I'm not willing to go out for at least a few drinks with the team there." "Well, I wish I could help." Karla admitted. "Me too Karla, me too." He agreed. The Limo pulled up to a helicopter pad and Karla's surprise and excitement pushed her concern for Howard from her mind. He climbed into a window seat and adjusted her strap to look out the window. Karla always wanted to ride in a helicopter. Up it rose and sailed over houses and trees. The whirling wasn't as loud as she thought it would be. But that might have been part of the cabin's display. They landed and a different limo was now taking them to the next facility. They pulled up to what looked like a rundown two story house with a large open field that was clearly used as a makeshift parking lot. "This is the facility?" Karla asked through the link to Howard. "No, this is the closest sizing club to the facility." Howard explained as he was let out of the car. "I'm surprised they are not in the facility." Karla said. The building didn't give her much confidence in its caretakers. "Sometimes if they are more of a dance club with Half rooms as a side business they are removed from facilities and are out of the way like this. Thudding music can draw attention near other businesses." Howard explained. "Guess that makes sense." Karla said. A man came from the building. He looked to have dressed up to meet Howard. "Hello, can I help you? I said I'd hire my own realtor." The man said. "I was wondering, what is the style of your home?" Howard asked the approaching men. "Mid-western, which I find funny being made of wood from the east coast." The man replied. "Strange, wouldn't your wife prefer it if it was a lighter color?" Howard inquired. Karla was perplexed. "Only in the cooler months. During the summer we hid inside with the air conditioner." The man answered. "May I take a viewing of the inside?" Howard requested. "Only for a short visit. I'm meeting a friend for tea in town." The man agreed, bowing and pointing towards the house. They walked without talking to the house. The man opened the door and they stepped inside a small entrance way looking in about the same state as the outside of the building. The man pointed towards the door with his head and Howard pulled out what looked like a business card and passed it over what looked like a doorbell. It suddenly glowed red. "Sorry for the protocols, but you'd be surprised at how often people try to poke around this old building. You must be Dr. Howard Miller. I'm Martin, Martin Short. Yes, like the comedian. No, I'm not related to him." The man said, opening the inside door. "The limo wasn't a give away, I wasn't just some nosey passer-by?" Howard replied. "Honestly, It was unlikely. But better safe than sorry. You understand." The man pointed out. They stepped in and Karla was taken aback. It didn't match the outside. It was a gleaming modern nightclub. Gleaming polished wood and marble all over. The bar was an array of different shaped bottles displayed on glass shelves in front of a blue tinted mirror. On the ceiling above the tilted dance floor was a crown of different lights designed to flood the area with a barrage of colored beams and effects. And looking down was a large DJ booth like it was the throne of some electronic king. All this feast for the eyes was seemingly ignored by the two humans as they just continued chatting with Howard saying, "I suppose. Why didn't your security guy just run the plates?" "He's sleeping. As a nightclub I need security at night. Remote Security watches the place throughout the day. They send a team if there is trouble. But as for doing adjustment for top level Company members, that's old Martin's job." The guy explained. They walked towards some stairs. A little booth by the stairs told Karla this was likely where the Half club part of this establishment was. Likely using the bedrooms of the original house as the private rooms. "You must get a fair amount of business being a Company club centered between several different types of Facilities." Howard pointed out. The man advised, "The dance club does well. Company people are allowed to chat freely while the few in the area with Shrunken of their own bring them in to show off. As for the Half club up here. Well the odd bachelor or bachelorette parties. Welcome to the Company parties are more frequent. Man, new employees love getting their hands on a Half sized. But, besides the novelty, not that much. But to be honest, with my budget, I don't have the most appealing stock to pick from." "You must be looking forward to Grant Factories to get stock for sale." Howard suggested. "Well, yes. However I expect I'll have the same problem still as better looking Shrunken will draw higher bids from collectors I just won't be able to match." He explained opening the door to the sizing room. "From what I hear they will be putting some directly for sale at a listed price." Howard sounded like he was trying to cheer the man up. Karla looked at the choices available for the man's clients. Not bad really, but she could think of several just from the ones Micheal didn't use that would likely be more in demand if available here. Howard opened her pocket and was reaching in as the man replied in a hopeful tone, "Then I guess I just have to get on and buy good choices before others swoop in and buy them first. In a Company of several million where a large percentage don't have but want to own even one attractive Shrunken. That isn't going to be an easy task." "I hadn't thought about that. I was spoiled. Somehow my recruiter gave me two freshly caught Shrunken when I was accepted." Howard advised as he held Karla in his palm, waiting with his other hand for her tablet. "That's a hot little Shrunken you have there. If you want I could rent you a room cheap so you could have some Full sized fun before you go." the man advised. "My son would kill me. No she's not mine to have fun with." Howard said, placing the tablet on a nearby table before Karla got placed in the sizing tube. As he shut the door and handed the man her collar Howard noted, "I'm not sure if it matters but she was half sized earlier this morning." "Oh yes, thanks. I won't have to give her the pills then." the operator happily noted. Karla felt that sudden dizziness and the man was bracing her against the inner wall. His hand placement while he slipped her collar around her neck she was assuming was just because he wasn't used to making Shrunken Full sized till her breast was given a couple fondling squeezes. "There you go. All set for whatever you need her for." The man said, stepping back. "Thanks." Howard said. His reply of, "My pleasure." really stuck in Karla's throat. "You know, Karla there might be able to get you early access to bred Shrunken when Grant really gets the stocks flowing." Howard told the man. "Oh, really?" the man replied in a tone that said, I just fucked up. "Yeah, she's the lovely little rep from his division to mine. She's not just my son's favorite pretty pet." Howard confessed. "Huh, I will keep that in mind." the man sighed. "Yes you should. That and how to treat the property of higher status Company members." Howard twisted the knife. "Ah, yeah, I will do that Dr. Miller." the man practically hung his head in shame. They walked out without saying a word. The man looked ashamed to have fondled what he likely considered Howard's property. Howard thanked the man for his services then Karla followed him to the Limo. The driver opened the door and they sat inside. Then they pulled away. "Thank you for saying something." Karla said to Howard. "You're welcome." Howard replied, grabbing his tablet and looking to be filling out a report. "I should have said something, shouldn't I?" Karla inquired. "No, you did the right thing staying quiet. Remember to Mr. Short back there you're a thing. An item. In his mind he didn't think anything more about what he did then he would think of picking up a book off my desk and flipping through it. It's my duty to protect my property." Howard explained. "You mean Micheal's property." Karla corrected. "Yes, sorry. I didn't mean anything by my wording." Howard apologized. Karla snickered, "It is amusing that he thought you'd just use me in one of his rooms." "Yeah, guess he figured I knew the code for the arousal setting." Howard snickered back. "Wait, my collar has those commands too?" Karla requested. "Yes, all collars would. Micheal hasn't used it on you or Josie while you've been Half or larger?" Howard questioned. "I'm a good Shrunken, he doesn't have too." Karla admitted without thinking. Howard laughed lightly, ending with, "I have one lucky kid." Karla wondered, "Do you know it?" "No, Micheal is the only one that does. The release is all I know. And, as far as I'm concerned, all I need to know." Howard explained. "Thanks." Karla said. Happy Micheal kept such secrets to himself. She starts up her tablet and follows Howard's example of getting some work done while they travel. They suddenly pull up to what looks like an office building and stop. The Driver opens their door and Howard gets out and Karla follows. Inside was a small group and a voice was heard saying, "That's him." Suddenly a malstrom of excitement flooded around Howard. Thanking him for arriving. Asking if his wife or son would be joining him to help or even just browse the shops. It was like the tall lanky man was a movie star of great note. As if an afterthought a Security woman walked up to Karla and asked, "Are you the representative for Grant Factories?" "Yes, I am Karla Miller." Karla replied beaming like a love struck schoolgirl being able to use Micheal's last name as her own. "Oh, I didn't know Dr. Miller had remarried." The guard looked shocked. Karla was surprised at how close some people followed Howard's life. She went the simple route, "No, it's just happenstance. He's still happily married to Milly." "Oh good. They make a nice couple. Though don't tell the ladies around here he's happily married. Some are a little foolishly hopeful they will sweep him off his feet." the guard noted waving for Karla to follow her. They walked to elevators and up to the third floor. The whole floor looked like a small big box store. Different selections for clothes, small house appliances and more. They walk back to what looks like a pet selection. Karla quickly realized these items are not for dogs and cats however. "Hello Jane." the guard says to a kind looking older woman. "Hello Betty." comes a Scottish accented reply. "This is Karla Miller, the Grant Factories representative you were told was coming to inspect your Shrunken displays." the guard explains. "Oh grand." the store clerk answers. "Come love, I'm proud of what I made them make here." Karla wasn't sure if the woman was respecting her position or her owner's status. Figuring it was more likely a little of the latter seasoned with the lack of realization Karla was a Shrunken herself. Karla was being peppered with questions about when stock would be available and what were the likely numbers of products any location could order at a time. Karla in the meantime was impressed at the display area. Not just the basics of display, rest areas, fitness, hygiene, and food supplies. But both the male and female displays had soft lights to have less eye strain. Slightly padded floors. Activity tasks not just of the body but of the mind. Honestly Karla figured there was Shrunken already owned with less appealing living arrangements. If this location wasn't one of the first stores to receive Shrunken for sale she would be surprised. "Thanks Jane, you have done a great job with that display." Karla advised at the end of the inspection. "Thank you Karla. Hope you'll be back to see them while they are selling cute little Shrunken." Jane said proudly. "Likely. Though I will have more agents doing inspections by then." Karla was hit with the realization of how large her duties were. Jane agreed to her unspoken thoughts, "Such a big job for such a young woman. But I can see you have the smarts. You'll do fine. Soon people will clammer to you like I know they had that teleporter doctor visiting today. And many handsome men, or ladies, will be looking to share your home." "Oh, I'm already well looked after in the relationship front." Karla advised leaving out the true status of those relationships. Karla then looked around. "Oh, where is the guard? I'm done here." "Worried you'll get lost?" Jane asked teasingly. "Its just, well yes." Karla was liking being human at the moment and didn't want to stop just yet. "If you do, I'm sure anyone here would gladly guide you. We're a friendly bunch here." Jane told her. Sighing, the Scottish woman noted, "As much as I'd like to chit chat with you. I do have things to do. Hope to see you again Ms. Miller." "And I you Jane." Karla cheered. Karla wondered how much trouble she would get in wandering around without escort? But the curiosity of shopping freely urged a little naughty field trip. She texted Howard just in case. That kind usually a giant replied, "Just don't leave the building. Otherwise enjoy. I'll find you when I'm done." Then another text came from him, "Grab lunch." Karla wandered about. By the elevators was a helpful sign listing what floors had shops and restaurants. She stepped onto the elevator and hit the button for the floor that seemed to list clothes stores. There was a sign in big bold letters by the button for the first floor. Written there was, "No Displayed Shrunken on this Floor." This made sense. If a non-Company member wandered in off the street, it wouldn't be good for them to spot a tiny person-like being being kept as a pet. Karla hadn't seen anyone wearing a Shrunken so far. Life on the boat had given her the impression it was more common than it was. The sign was likely a better safe than sorry listing. Karla went to what looked like the clothes shop floor. She found many cute items. Especially in the lingerie shop she saw outfits Micheal would delight in stripping from her. There was one thing that stopped her from buying any of them. There was nothing in these shops that couldn't be ordered for her in Shrunken size. She then thought maybe a souvenir or interesting item might make a good I missed you gift for her Micheal. Karla just had to figure out what that might be. There was a display in one store for Randy Ranch pellets and she considered strongly about buying her playful giant some. Then she remembered he still had most of the bag Chrissy bought him on the boat and decided against it. Karla gave up on finding an interesting item that would appeal to her Micheal, or possibly be peeled off of her by that titan teen. And went to the roof which listed a couple restaurants. Picking a cute café she ordered a sandwich and a salad with a cup of coffee to enjoy once the food was savored. Movement caught her attention. She smiled, her waitress was the first person she had seen with a visible Shrunken. Hanging from the woman's necklace was a male appearing to be in his early to mid twenties. The server caught her looking and cooed proudly, "My boyfriend had gone on that wonderful collection cruise. He caught me a few, this is my favorite. Do you have any Shrunken?" Karla froze for a second. Micheal keeps saying they were their Shrunken. But, she was also his Shrunken. She let herself pretend while talking to this human, "I don't have any. But my boyfriend also caught some on that cruise." "Oh, you should ask him to allow you to wear one or two when you're in secure Company locations like this. It's such a rush." the server advised fondling her living pendant. He didn't like having those giant fingers squeezing around him. Karla could see how that would make a person feel powerful. The mental image of the guests on the boat wearing Shrunken when she was first caught left Karla a little uncomfortable with the idea of wearing a fellow Shrunken currently. Yet, why risk letting this woman know what she is, "I will. That looks enjoyable." Karla sat eating her lunch. Now however the conversation with the waitress has left that idea rolling about in her mind. It would be a rush to literally wear another Shrunken like a piece of jewelry. She began wondering if they could be latched to her collar. Edith and another chocolate skinned Shrunken would look good wrapped around her neck. Or maybe a couple of pale skinned samples. Blondes maybe, or possibly lovely Redheads. Oh, Donna and Gabriel, then Micheal would cuddle close to suck on their big round tits and she would have that handsome face nuzzling close to her neck. That slipped to more locations, Grace strapped across her cleavage with those sweet legs spread wide. She could think of a couple of shapely blondes that would sparkle hanging off her ears. Oh, she then envisioned them spread eagle in hoops. Then there was that top heavy woman and her two lovely daughters, they were a jewelry set on their own. Howard texts and takes Karla from her mental fashion show. He's finished up and suggests she meets him at the front door. She's a bit disappointed that there was no time to check out the jewelry cases in the shops below. Paying and leaving the Waitress a nice tip. Or at least what she thought might be a nice tip. And rode down the elevator to the ground floor. It was easy to find Howard surrounded by fans. Was this how it was like for all Reds in the Company she wonders walking over. "Oh good, let's get our last stop done." Howard says to her when he sees her. He sounds tired. He says his goodbyes and they hide into the limo and they start away. "Are you OK?" Karla asked. Howard nods unconvincingly and answers, "Yes, just going to be a bunch of long days." He presses the intercom button and asks, "Driver, can we make a quick stop for some food. I need lunch." He looks at Karla, "Did you eat?" "Yes, a nice sandwich and salad." Karla advises. "Oh good. So busy answering the same questions from the first location again I forgot to get food. Do you want anything else?" Howard offers. "No, thank you though." Karla wishes they could just stop for the day. "At least at this next stop you can leave and get some rest at the hotel." She attempts to cheer him up. He shakes his head, "No. I'll have no excuse. They'll want me to hang out for a bit. Likely drinks. Don't worry I'll get you to the hotel first. They were instructed to have your cage arranged." "I could come with you, an excuse to leave early." Karla noted. "No, thanks." He says softly. "If they learn you're a Shrunken they'll make other suggestions. And I'm more tired of those suggestions than I am of when and what questions I've been getting about the teleporters." Howard explained. They make a quick stop and Howard gains his lunch. Then they are soon on their way again. They pull up to what looks like a factory complex just as he's finishing his food. They are again split as Howard has to confirm his devices were installed correctly while she is directed towards a small convenience store on sight. Being left to enter alone. Sweet old man greeted her with a "Welcome to Channels," "Hello, is the manager in? I'm Karla Miller the Grant Factories representative." She replied. The man tilted his head and looked curious then noted, "I'm the Manager, Holt LeBlanc let's show you our Shrunken cages." Karla smiled, "Yes please." He pointed at his setup with a slight shrug. "Small set up." Karla noted. "Yeah, my store is sadly too small to be much more than a pick up location for Shrunken ordered online. But I have made sure they are up to standards. Just incase I can nip a few for sale in store." He confessed. "Well, let's take a look so I can confirm giving you that chance." Karla cheerfully said, hoping to sound optimistic for the man. "You know, you should have mentioned to the guard that you're a Full Sized Shrunken. Even with the status of your owner known." The man advised. "Is that a problem, me being a Shrunken?" Karla asked nervously. "Naa, you're not attempting to bolt for the exit. You wear a watch, so if you wanted to call the uninformed authorities you could at any time. But don't. So I'm taking it your a well trained Shrunken and know your place." He said. "I do have a great owner, I could never leave him." She confessed. "Well, they are a lucky person." He approved. "How did you know I was full sized, the last place missed it completely." Karla wondered, knowing the likely answer. "Your Collar, I'm honestly surprised the Guard missed it, they make those here." He told her. "That's what I thought." she said. "I have a question for you." He noted. "Yes, how can I help you?" she happily replied now feeling comfortable with the man. That ended some with the question, "Are they breeding you too? I could use a little caramel skinned lovely to enjoy at home." "I am not to be bred." She started in a harsh tone. Catching herself she attempted to sound more polite with, "I do thank you for your flattering interest however." "Meh, I'll send the idea into their customer service line. Bred right you'll make supreme Kittens. And if they are as submissive as you are for your owner they would be well received." He advised tapping at his watch. "I'm sure they will appreciate the suggestion." She noted attempting to focus on getting her work done as quickly as possible. "They want to show me appreciation they'd ship me your first quality female Kitten. Are your breasts or ass more sensitive?" He inquired like he was asking how she liked her coffee. "I'm just here to evaluate your Shrunken holding pens, I am not an advertisement for Grant Factories product." Karla tried to sound firm but not harsh. "But, you are, in a way, their product. Well, the product is harvested from the likes of you. Clearly you started as a human, you know you're not human anymore right?" He said like this was a normal thing to state. "I understand that fully. But I am here to inspect your holding pens and not for you to ask questions that are for my owner to know only." Karla growled. "I suppose." He started, but then a customer walked into the store and he ended with, "Oh, Welcome to Channels." Then the customer asked the question and Karla was relieved to see the man go to serve them. Karla was in luck as doing his job kept her free to do hers. She noted down everything strongly resisting the urge to add personal bias in her report. Leaving she said, "I'm done, everything looks good." He smiled like he expected as much and replied, "Oh good, well I hope you and your owner have a good day." "Thanks." Karla answered and left. She noted to Howard she was done and what they made here. Leaving it likely hard for her to do anything without being harassed in some way. He reminded her that she should be treated as an extension of Micheal. While also suggesting hiding in the Limo. She took that idea. The driver opened the door and asked, "Dr. Miller arriving soon?" "No, I'm done and just want some quiet after a long day." She lied. "Good good. Air conditioning should help you relax. Let me know if you want to pick anything up." He advised. He clearly didn't know what she was. "I will." she noted as she slipped inside. The dim chamber of the back of the car was nice. Allowing her to start working on her reports for the locations she visited. Having the driver slip out and get her a fresh cup of coffee to sip at while she did. Howard arrived stating to the driver as he entered, "To the hotel please." As they pulled away Karla inquired, "So are you staying at the hotel?" "No, just making sure your cage is set up. The guys begged me to come out for drinks. Guess they have a little pub here, according to them, great for just chatting." Howard sounded tired yet hopeful. "You kind of like being a secret celebrity a little don't you?" Karla teased. He shrugged and smirked, "Maybe a little." Karla played good adviser and reminded him, "Remember we have an early flight tomorrow." "Yes mom." he teased back. - HentaiHunter1 - Shrink Master - Posts: 396 - Joined: Thu Jul 23, 2020 4:44 am - Gender: - Contact: CH 33B: The Tourists. Home Life Auto Described M/f,f while f masturbate They pulled up behind what looked simply like a two story house and exited the Limo and went through a gate and into the back of the building. A young woman said, "Hello, card please." Howard handed her a blank plastic card and she slipped it through a device. Smiling, she then stated, "Miss, your card?" Howard shook his head, "She doesn't have one. She's one of my Shrunken at Full size for work reasons." "Oh, OK Dr. Miller. Note that this is not a location for such entertainment." The girl told him. "No, for work reasons, I'm going to return her to Standard size once I have her special cage set up in my room." Howard explained. "Oh good." She noted as she typed. Continuing informing, "As per your request the cage has already been set up on the desk away from the bed. Here you go Dr. Miller, and I hope you enjoy your stay." Howard took the key and nodded, "Thank you." Karla followed him to the room. He smiled at her and asked, “Anything you need to do before I take your collar off?" "Just adjust my tablet." she advised as she activated that wonderful feature. She placed it by her home for the night. "OK, let's get you to your right size." Howard noted reaching for her collar. Karla wondered out loud, "I wonder why they have a no Full sized Shrunken policy." The world adjusted to its right size and Howard's massive hand scooped her off the floor. "Most higher end hotels have a no Half and or Full size policy. They don't want people having wild parties in their classy places." She slipped off his hand into her cage. Turning to receive her tablet she nodded noting, "That makes sense I guess." He walked over to his overnight bag. It was on the bed, then Karla could see the colors of his Shrunken's cheer uniforms in the bedside cage. She realized she gave no thought of them and if they had been stuck in that bag all day or not. Clearly her lack of worry didn't matter as they didn't. As Howard returned with her suitcases he asked, "Did you want anything before I leave, food maybe?" She accepted her bags advising, "I think a plate of food would be a bit wasted on me at this point." He snickered, "I guess. It's just this cage has none of the perks of your cage at home. Oh, one second." And he rushed over to his bag and returned with a little Tupperware container full with pellets, "They'd only supply you with regular formula. Here, a mix of different high end pellets for you." As he placed it in her supposed kitchen area she teased, "None of those are Randy Ranch pellets are they?" He pretended to look guilty then shook his head, "No, I'm keeping those in case I have an early night at a hotel this week." "You better keep those for your Shrunken, I'm Michael's." She pretended to chastise the towering man. "As I have been reminded a few too many times today, technically you are mine." He finished by rolling his eyes and giving a tired sigh. Then he shut the gate advising, "If you need something feel free to text me." Don't be out too late. Flight in the morning." She reminded him. "Yes mom." he teased with a wink. Then he left. It was a nice room. Fancy décor, none of the usual pressed wood stuff from the hotels she had stayed at during Dance. The linings on the bed looked plush and silky. Even what she could see of the bedside cage looked better than the modified hamster cage she was expecting. The little spots of color were waving and shouting. Did they not understand their tiny voices wouldn’t carry to her. Their struggles to communicate with her brought to mind something she didn't think about much. How limited her vision was at this size. Seeing what humans were doing was her usual focus and was easy. They were basically the size of several story buildings after all. Watching buildings walking about would be quite noticeable. Yet the little dolls simply across the hotel room were like simple cartoons. Bright uniforms could be separated from their legs and arms. Hair colors clearly told where their heads were. What they looked like was lost to distance. Their voices, no more than muffled bird chirps. Karla shook her head, likely more foolish you have to help us ramblings. Did they not learn yet they are Shrunken, in their cage was their life now. Pleasing their owner was their main purpose. Likely after Howard gets back they would get another lesson in their new life. Besides Karla snickered, even if she called the authorities, where would she tell them to go? She didn't know the street address of this hidden high end hotel. Sighing at her compliance, she didn't even know what city she was in. She didn't even think to ask. Looking at her tablet, she shrugged as the address of the last inspection location told her she was in some city she never heard of in Arizona. She was glad they were listed by visit order, she would have the hardest time keeping track otherwise. Karla was about to start finishing her work for the day when the idea of getting more comfortable came to her. She placed her suitcase on the luggage rack by her bed. She was amused that there was a tiny luggage rack for her to use at all. Pulling out pajamas. No Howard about so she just changed right in the open. Baby blue soft little shorts and a tank style top trimmed in the same blue. The blues tapered up her torso till the area across her breasts was a rounded bright white that drew the eye. Looking in the mirror she giggled, that boy. Even her less sexy pajamas were sexualized. Looking now she could see the shorts fit along each of her ass cheeks and displayed right up to where her leg connected to her hip. The top was lined boosting her already artificially perked up bosom. She made a mental note to be in bed before Howard got home. He had gotten over the idea of her as a sexual toy. Best not remind him while he's buzzing and tired. Right now however she grabbed a drink and a couple pellets and reclined along the top of her bed. Softer foam then last night's bed, but not as comfortable as her Micheal mattress. Munching at a Watermelon food cylinder she started the finishing points on her reports on today's locations. That finished Karla looked about, no access to TV. She found she was missing watching the news after supper. Looking on the Overlay she found Company news. It was much different then the news presented by the channel Milly watched. Instead of the excuses given about the Port towns from the cruise, there were reports about the financial bonus. The upcoming actions given by the materials of things and Shrunken gathered. The excitement of what Grant Factories would be delivering in a few years. The boom to Walker Pellets and their competition, not that the other Pellet companies were even mentioned by name. How the site selling what they took from towns was still doing well. It was strange seeing behind the curtain like this. She preferred the news Milly watched. Karla looked at the time and figured Micheal would likely be done doing dishes by now. Missing him greatly by the knowledge of not being with him till the weekend she decided to call him with her tablet. His handsome face appeared on her screen and his voice warmed her heart, "Karla, oh I miss you." As if to just add to her loneliness Josie was cosy on his broad chest. That Redhead dream also greeted her, "Hello Karla." That Freckled angel's shapely legs spilling out from under her short little frilly skirt was a horrible tease. Micheal continued, "How was your day? See anything cool?" "Long, travel fill out report, travel fill out report. I was too busy with that to really sight see." She explains. "Oh, my poor Special Karla. I was hoping you'd get to shop or something you'd find fun." Micheal advised. "I did get to look at some shops. But, I didn't see anything we could order from the web site." She explained. "Oh, but shop bought things have a connection. A memory." he suggested. Now however she felt even more lonely. Micheal's free hand slips onto his chest as he speaks. Fingers latch onto Josie's lovely leg and from that angel's expression change massages it quite nicely. Karla tried to ignore that alluring sight and respond, "I didn't think of that. I did think about maybe getting some Shrunken Jewelry." Josie's leg is spread wide and Micheal's finger grinds at Josie's lacey little panties. The sensation must have been intensely delightful as Josie's head arched back and she started gasping openly. Micheal was clearly unaware of the effects he's having on that gorgeous freckled dream as he questions, "I thought you were against wearing Shrunken." Karla was envious. Envious that Josie was getting such attention from those kind giant fingers. Envious that Micheal was getting to make the Freckled dream moan so sweetly. And envious she was too distant to join them. Trying not to pant at such a display she notes, "I was, but I thought maybe they would look good on me." "Oh, yeah. It would be Hot seeing you with our Shrunken decorating you." Micheal agreed. His fingers wiggled under Josie's panties. His index tip fondles her sexuality and she arches and starts soft shuttering moans. It was then Karla realized his fingers were working absentmindedly. Micheal didn't even seem to realize the effects he was having on helpless little Josie. Karla thought about advising him, but Josie looked to be quite enjoying his finger's fidgeting. Karla wished she was there to be fidgeted with as well. However she had to accept she was out of Micheal's reach and try to chat while watching that erotic display, "If I get to do more shopping, is there anything you'd like me to look for? Jewelry you'd like me to wear?" "I don't know. Hmm, Maybe, oh. I'm getting a call from Chrissy. Can I let you go?" He advised. "Yes, talk to your girlfriend." Karla whimpered. "Thanks Night my Special Karla." Micheal said. Josie attempted to say the same but was too enthralled from that titan teen's attention to form words. All Karla could reply was the expected response, "Night my Special Micheal, night my Special Josie." And the screen goes black. Karla rubs her thighs together, that image of a giant boy playing with that Red topped beauty had taken anchor in her brain. She's tempted to indulge her imagination. But time was against her. She would be greatly relaxed after she finished. Yet it was too early in the evening to go to bed yet. But also in her mind it was too late to fiddle herself to pleasure twice. She needed a distraction to kill some time. A quick search of the Overlay finds her a nice surprise. She happily finds the last episode she got to watch and starts catching up on her Soap Opera. Bookmarking the page so she could watch her show more often. Finding the time more favorable for bed she slipped under the blankets to hide her activities in case Howard came back mid session. Her fingers find her spot while her mind remembers Micheal's fingers fondling Josie's lower half. As vivid as she recalls the sights and sounds of her lovers tangled together, she just can't create the right sensations. Karla realized she was just too worn out from the day. So she gets up and freshens up and just goes to bed. There she laid. Images of Micheal and Josie teasingly dancing through her mind. Making her too horny to sleep. Karla was trapped, too aroused to sleep, too tired to get herself off. If she could slay her longings she could sleep, but she couldn't encourage herself enough for release. If she could just cage her mind's painting of images she could drown her waking mind in darkness and sail off to sleep. She needed just a touch of something to solve both issues and gain her ultimate goal. Then Howard came in. Softly, happily singing a tune off key. He must have had a good time with his local fans. Karla heard him go into his suitcase and make a "uh huh" sound. Then she was aware of him looming over her cage. He made an ahh sound then a soft tap sound and he moved away. Karla was too curious and rolled over to look. A white board wall now separated her from him. Her ears caught a familiar sound, whimpering Shrunken. Howard must be going for some of his brought pets. Karla snickered as she heard Howard state, "Hello little girls, daddy is here." He continued, "Now now, be good little girls or daddy will have to be mean." The cage opening pinged as he explained, "You shall be Stacy for tonight, And, let's say, you will be Debbie." Karla could hear the Shrunken whimpering but not what they were saying. The board wall and distance muffled them too much. Not that it stopped her imagination from picturing them begging the giant not to play with their appealing helpless little forms knowing he would anyway. Karla slipped her hand between her thighs. "Come here Stacy and daddy will help you get ready for fun." Howard said gleefully. Karla was now well aware why he didn't want her and Josie to call him daddy. And she was sure not to do that again. As she was coming to that realization the one referred to as Stacy made struggling sounds. She stopped but was clearly gasping in helpless fear. Howard hummed in appreciation. Likely of her lovely form. Then he snickered and noted, "Your turn Debbie.'' And another voice briefly struggled. Likely Howard stripping them. "Now wait patiently little girls while daddy gets ready." he cooed at them. There was an uptake in whimpering sounds likely caused by Howard exposing himself to his lap dolls. He must have climbed onto his bed as he sighed advising, "Here let daddy get you closer. Now cuddle close while daddy lubes up his finger for some nice touches." This generated panicked sounds. A glop sound then was followed by a little voice loudly grunting in discomfort. A long distressed "Oh!" sound lead into repeating groaning "Ah!" "Now your turn Debbie." Howard teased and the whimpering, grunting and reaction likely caused by being penetrated by a giant finger. Likely his pinky. "Hug daddy dick tighter little girls, like this." Howard cheered and his plaything whimpered. He continued commanding, "Now give it kisses, let daddy feel your little tongues." He hummed. Noting he advised, "That's a good Stacy, look Debbie, look and copy Stacy or daddy will get mad." A whimpering reply. Then a loud yelp, Karla figured he flicked that one's ass somehow. "Now now, stop whining and get licking daddy's dick little girl." And other yelp and he hummed, "Oh yeah, now that's a good Debbie." Howard started humming in appreciation from their forced attention. Karla's fingers worked her sexuality, Howard sounded so much like Micheal enjoying his own pets. This was the extra Karla needed to get herself really going. The sounds made imaging Micheal savoring some of his own catches so much easier. "Hmm, almost there. You being very good for daddy." Howard advised his sexual pets. Karla wished he'd just enjoy them and not call himself daddy out loud. His savoring sounded so close to Micheal's. That seasoned with the two Shrunken grunting from his attentions was helping Karla along nicely. Hearing Howard uttering "daddy" just took her out of her imaginary playground. Then it happened, one of the attending Shrunken burst into a forced climax. The attention of a giant stimulating a helpless little pretty seemed to have a certain sound once it overpowered their resistance. This mixed well with the mental image of Michael being the giant enjoying some little blonde treat. Karla buried her face into the pillow and allowed herself in an indulged response cry out. As Karla got up to refresh herself before going to sleep she heard Howard appreciate the Shrunken's forced response, "Oh, lucky Stacy gets the butterscotch treat tonight." Then a muffled little voice, likely attempting to resist the coming liquid treat. Howard taunted playfully cruelly after the pointless whimpering, "Oh no, daddy will give you all kinds. Down your throat, over that pretty face, and those dick rubbing tits." Karla was glad for the white wall. Shrunken cages were made for the owners after all. The last thing she wanted was to wash up in Howard's full view. The Shrunken suddenly changed grunting sounds. Likely daddy finishing himself off. Then he gasped, "Oh yeah! Oh yeah!" As wet groaning sounds sang softly. "In your cage, sleep naked little girls, daddy will want a quick release in the morning." Howard commanded. The wall shielded her from all but the top of Howard walking to the bathroom to clean himself up for bed. Karla curled back into bed. Yes, now her mind was less active. Mental images of Micheal and Josie was more snuggly and less erotic. Karla slipped to sleep before Howard even exited the bathroom. - HentaiHunter1 - Shrink Master - Posts: 396 - Joined: Thu Jul 23, 2020 4:44 am - Gender: - Contact: CH 34: The Tourists. Home Life M/f Non-Consensual Karla's alarm went off and she was on her way to the shower. Glad Howard left the wall up. The clear walls of her shower were not privacy inducing. She shut it off to dry herself and Howard grunting, "Hmm yeah! Daddy like!" Told her he was up and dealing with his morning wood. His helpers didn't sound happy to be of assistance. That made Karla feel a little urge, but she wanted to be dressed before he took the wall down. Then her dark side made a note that when she got home she should convince Michael to play with some of the less used Shrunken. His usuals like Donna and Gabriel were getting used to being handled and were making more accepting sounds. She missed the helpless whimpering less experienced playthings made. She picked out her light gray pants suit with a rose pink blouse. Likely a Milly gift. It was still tailored Shrunken clothes however, as it stretched across her ass. She gave a little wiggle, she was feeling rather sexy today. Maybe it was the lack of skin showing. Hair up in an authoritarian bun and the glasses accessory made her want to discipline a certain towering student. A tap at the flimsy wall took Michael from her imagination. Howard asked from hiding from the other side, "I'm ordering breakfast then taking a quick shower. You want anything?" "Coffee please. Is it alright if I just steal a few nibbles from your breakfast?" She replied. "Certainly." He kindly replied. "I'm dressed and ready if you want to take down the wall." she advised him. "Yeah, I'm not. You'll want the wall up." He amusingly replied. "OK, have a nice shower." She said to her father-like giant. "Thanks." he sounded unsure what to reply and moved to the human bathroom. Karla slipped into a chair in what might be considered the living room and started up her tablet. She opened the reports and was surprised. Three new locations were added to their trip. Right, they wouldn't be getting home till Saturday now. She started filling in the data she had for those stops instead of watching more of her show like she had planned. Howard washed and dressed, folded the wall and placed it away before gathering her for breakfast. He placed her on a stack of books beside a human sized coffee. "Sorry, no Shrunken menu. You think you can drink that using this stir stick?" he asked, offering her a brown plastic staff. "Yeah, thanks." Karla said. Though it was awkward to suck on the broom handle wide straw. Howard broke her off a pinch of hash brown and a nub of sausage and cheese from his breakfast sandwich and placed them on a napkin beside her. They ate while tapping at their tablets. Karla felt a little like a child copying her daddy at the breakfast table. The word daddy in her mind made her look up at Howard in secret amusement. His face shifted quickly, almost like he was hiding something. Karla was curious and using her size to her advantage continued to watch her giant father. Then as she stretched her lips over her makeshift straw she saw what he was hiding. Micheal's eyes shined like that when she pulled her arms back and cooed at him. Was Howard perversely enjoying watching her suck on the wide shaft? Then she worried, was he imagining it as something more? Karla told herself he was likely just tired. Mentally distracted and not thinking about what he was doing. It didn't stop her from being self-conscious of her actions around Howard again. "Well we should pack up, our car will be here soon." Howard advised as they finished breakfast. "Do I need to do anything special to ready the cage?" she asked as he lifted her. Feeling a little silly about that earlier worry. His hand and fingers made no effort to take advantage of his superior size. "No, not really. Oh, well actually. Could you strip the bed and put the linens in the internal hamper?" He requested. "Shouldn't I put them in so they can be used again?" Karla asked slipping off his palm. "No, Milly packed enough sheets and stuff for a week and a half." He explained. "OK, I'll do that." Karla said and got to work. They both packed up their personal items. Then Howard took her and her mini suitcases out of the cage. Then she marveled at how easy it was for the father giant to fold down her small house-sized temporary home. Every stick of furniture got tucked in a nook and was contained within. Just as they sat to wait, someone knocked on the door. Howard checked, it seemed this secret hotel's bellhop advised the car had arrived and they were soon heading to the airport. Greeted by the same pretty Stewardess and off into the air they soared. "Today should be easier. Full sized all day." Howard advised. "Really, well I guess it'll be a touch easier that way." Karla whimpered. She found it amusing how she now sighed at the idea of being human sized now. Walking herself to places and not being looked after. Karla had to admit to herself she liked being a pampered Shrunken. Such a spoiled little thing she joked in her mind. "Maybe you'll get to poke around the stores. Your collar being specially designed should allow that. But some places have strict rules." Howard tried to give a positive. "Yeah, that could be fun." Karla accepted. Thinking she has to be more open about what she might pick up. Just because it could be ordered online didn't mean it wouldn't be fun to surprise Micheal with. They landed and were driven right to the location. Karla snickered as Howard fans were inside to welcome him. "This way to the Half club Dr. Miller." was followed with what Karla realized were the same questions Howard had gotten at the last three locations. He patently gave the same answers. They entered the club, small but classy looking. Like an old fashioned night club in the main area. Polished metal trim and soft patent leather chairs complimenting that smooth hardwood. Type of locations you'd expect to find rich tycoons chating business and news and not horny people waiting for their two and three foot sex slaves to be readied. The booths looked more like fancy hotel room entrances with molded hand carved door frames arched around similarly carved doors with golden numbers attached to them. In the back was a cute short haired woman. "Greeting Dr. Miller. I'm Carol Grey. I'll resize your Shrunken today." "OK, here she is." Howard replied as his fingers reached in, Allowing Karla to climb into his hand. She handed over her prepared tablet then Karla was slipped into the woman's soft skinned hand. One of Howard's local hangers on noted, "That's a fine Shrunken. Bet she feels good crawling around your groin." As the woman nicely allowed Karla to slip off her hand into the tube she heard Howard reply, "Technically she's my son's Shrunken." The door closed but not before that same unknown voice suggested, "Oh, doesn't he let daddy play with his toys?" Karla didn't hear Howard's response. Then she was dizzy from the size change. Soft caring hands gilded her out and placed in her hands the cocktail of pills. Karla was happy to drop them into her own mouth as she was given a glass of water to wash them down. She was directed to tilt her head back and Karla said to the woman, "Thank you. This is the second most gentile treatment I've had getting adjusted." The woman bopped her nose, "That's because your a Process passed Red Shrunken. If you had been one of our stock I have a whole different set of actions. You know your place and won't foolishly attempt to flee. Good Shrunken should get good treatment." "Thanks, some don't understand that." Karla said feeling relaxed by the pretty smile before her. "You're welcome." The woman said warmly. She turned to a towering Black man and advised, "She's been given a high end collar, she should be given high end treatment. A deep yet soft voice came back, "As good as gold." He smiled at her and Karla had the strange urge to hug the human giant. "Follow me Miss. Miller and I'll show you to our Channels." "Thank you." she purred at the bear of a man. As she followed she realized Howard was already gone. When he left she wasn't sure. As the Security man led her through the complex he advised her of different shops. Not as many as the office building mall. Still several here, so she had to ask, "You get that many shoppers here?" He smiled, "We're close to LA. Let me just say that we get a lot of Company familiar performers eager to burn through Company Credits." "Wait, like movie stars and singers?" Karla's head was suddenly on a swivel in the hopes to spot some celebrity or another. "Few, but yes. The Company needs thumbs in all the pies after all." he snickered at her actions. "Wait, isn't that dangerous. What if someone caught them with a Shrunken?" She asked. "Oh there is a lot of specialized protection for them. Keep them from being spotted like that. Lets just say one less stocking camara jockey isn't much missed in such a saturated area." he said as if that amused him greatly. "Like who?" She was so excited. "I can no more advertise whom to you then tell them someone like Dr. Miller is here." The man teased. "Surely they wouldn't be that excited to meet Howard?" She found that amusing. "Why not, Blues like getting support from Reds." he said matter of factly. "Their only Blues?" Karla asked. "Yeah, some are Purples but only because of the extra effort they need to provide to keep the Company secrets. Most Company performers don't rise in Status fast without a patron." he explained. "I will never learn everything about the Company." Karla lamented. "Here we are. Don't worry about trying. As long as you do your job and are good to your owner you should do fine." He told her. "Thanks, should I have them call you when I'm done?" Karla asked. As a trusted rented Shrunken you should be able to shop. But if you have any issues you can contact me with this number. Deal?" he offered. "Deal." she accepted. She entered and was greeted by a young man. If he noticed she was owned she couldn't tell. He was polite and directed her right to the store's planned Shrunken display. Little of note besides what she needed for her report. Honestly Karla was hoping the whole day went as simply. As the inspection was fast and easy she had time to do some shopping. Karla wandered about. Finding it hard to shop while keeping an eye out for faces she might recognize. But none wandered into view. Karla discovered an interesting shop. She was amused, children could literally buy action figures with flip out penises or mini silicon pussies. Yet there was still a need for adult only shops. Inside was variations of the usual erotic toys. Vibrators with Shrunken sized indents along the tip that had restraining straps for pinning the little beings there. Pocket pussies in various shapes like mouths to vagina that could be opened up. Inside a Shrunken could be pressed into the rubber-like material and have their limbs pinned in place. She was surprised at how many were designed to have the Shrunken head towards the entrance hole, or in what was called the reservoir well. Karla wondered if she would have been in trouble if she bought one for Michael. There were also uniquely Company items like something called a Betty Hug. A device designed to basically strap a Shrunken or two around a man's penis as to insert them into their sexual partner as the man attempted to pleasure their lover. Likely the sensation of the trapped Shrunken would feel delightful stroking along inside. Karla knew she certainly would get in trouble for buying such a device for Micheal. Not that he was ready for even usual sexual congress yet. Nor did this shop carry one that would even fit that boy's Behemoth. They did have one she could order for home delivery though, that she would have to remember when he's more mature. She did spot one thing in the store she wanted. Something called Shrunken Oil. A sexual oil for slicking up Shrunken for easier stroking or insertion. Karla just liked the idea of getting all greased up and slipping along her sweet owner's hard cock. She stepped up to the counter and an Asian woman with Amy on her name tag said, "Oh your owner will love this." "I hope so." Karla replied, then touched her collar. "Yep, don't worry. As long as you behave you'll not be caged. This particular brand is great for your little skin. Tired of the usual lubes?" The girl asked, ringing in the small bottle. "He doesn't use any. He's, I shouldn't talk about this." Karla cut herself off. "It's OK. I'm sworn to secrecy." This Amy said with a wink. "You might also like one of those kits on that table over there." "I'll take a look." Karla felt embarrassed. On the table were little boxes labeled Pet Pleasures. An open female example showed Shrunken sized vibrators and massagers. She didn't really think it was for her, Micheal kept her well looked after. But maybe a few for the Cage she thought. Amy was beside her and flatly stated, "You don't look chafed or skin burned. Are you dipped into a good loton once rinsed off?" "No, well," Karla felt more embarrassed. "More of a target then?" The girl pushed. "The skin on his penis is really smooth." Karla couldn't think of a way out of this conversation. "Lucky. We have one customer and his pet looks like she was dragged along a dirt road all day. Just chafed and red." Amy told her. Karla had to point out, "I thought you were sworn to secrecy." "Your a higher status pet then that one. The Higher the status the more sworn I am." the cute Asian teased. "So these boxes, do they work well? He has some less attended pets; they might benefit from such accessories." Karla felt a little more comfortable. "From what I'm told. I clearly haven't been able to try them. No Shrunken of my own." Amy explained. "Clients don't tell you how well they work?" Karla asked. "Not really a big seller. Not a lot of owners worry about such needs you understand." The girl pointed out. Then she looked around and asked softly, "What's it like?" "What, being a Shrunken?" Karla clarified. "Yeah, having a giant hand wrap your body? Climbing up a towering erection? Or does your owner just stroke with you?" Amy looked aroused at the idea of being someone's pet. "He does allow me to climb along his penis. He's, well frankly, huge down there. Not just when I'm Standard sized." Karla felt odd pride about her Micheal's endowment. "Is it hard to straddle? What's his favorite way for you to wiggle on him?" The short Asian woman looked ready to burst. Like the idea of being pinned by a giant to their cock was a dream come true for her. "With me, anyway. I'm his top pet. Most times he needs two or more Shrunken to get his Behemoth off. I can get that thick cock off all by myself snuggling along his shaft." Karla described. Watching this, Amy's expression became more and more envious. Karla couldn't resist rubbing in a little extra, "Best part." Amy gasped. "Sometimes he sticks me in his mouth and licks my pussy. Big giant tongue spreads your lips like nothing else. Oh the soft warm textured surface just makes even the most unaccepting Shrunken sing with a couple of licks." Karla found herself purring at just the memory of Micheal's oral attention. The store clerk went somewhere else with this information however, "In his mouth? With those big yellowed boulder sized teeth? Does he ever bite them? Maybe swallow one alive?" "Oh, oh no. He hugs us with his lips and firmly licks us. He doesn't eat us." Karla now worried for her safety. "Sorry, just the idea of being stuffed into a guy's giant mouth is just, exciting you understand." Amy explained clearly seeing she was scaring the shopping pet. "Yeah, I could understand that." Karla accepted. As a fantasy, being a man's plaything could be fun. In reality, unless they got as lucky as her or Josie most wouldn't have liked it as much. "Can you keep a secret?" Amy asked. Karla answered with a shrug. Now Amy looked about. Seeing the coast was clear she said something Karla knew she shouldn't keep secret, "There are rumors of an underground Shrink Club opening in Detroit. I'm dragging my boyfriend to it. He's not into size play but once he has a tiny me in his hands I think he'll be more into it. Oh the things I want him to do to me while we are there. If it's there." "Huh, yeah, you'll have fun." Was all Karla could think to answer. "Sorry, I just never get a chance to ask Shrunken questions." the store clerk confessed. "That's alright." Karla accepted. Adding, "I'm not used to it being an envious position." "So, are you living around here?" Amy asked. "No, just stopped by to inspect the Shrunken display at Channels." Karla explained. "Oh I can't wait till they are selling Shrunken. I'm going to buy a couple little fellows and feed them like baby birds. Chew up a bite of sandwich and slowly spit it in their mouths." Amy cooed. "I thought you wanted to be the Shrunken." Karla asked, trying not to picture what was described. "I'll take what I can get." Amy admitted. Karla left with a couple different oils and a few Pleasure Boxes and wished Amy was wrong about that underground Shrink club. She'll tell Howard about the rumor. Tough she figured it would be nicer to say she heard it in a passing conversation then from that nice Sex shop clerk. Karla wondered what happens to guests of such places? Do they get turned into Shrunken and sold? Would that include Company Members? Micheal could use a cute little eager Asian Shrunken. That would give short little Miss Amy a really big cock to climb along. Karla shook her head, best not get poor Amy in trouble. Besides, in a few more months Micheal would be collecting his own little Asian buffet to add to his army sized mini harem. Karla was interrupted before she got a little too deep into the imagined image of Micheal enjoying a fresh bouquet of newly caught Asian Shrunken by Howard texting her. It was time to leave and go to the next location. She headed towards the suggested doors. "Found something interesting?" Howard asked as she made it through his fans. "Things I think Micheal will enjoy.'' She advised not wanting to elaborate in this crowd. "OK, let's head to the next spot." Howard said. But they didn't get out to the car for another twenty minutes or more due to him saying his good-byes. They got in and Howard asked the driver, "Can we please get coffee on our way to the next stop." "Tired?" Karla asked. He could just be a coffee fan like herself, she reasoned. She didn't really know Howard that well. "Exhausted. I'm just not used to being the center of attention. Milly, Milly would glow under these circumstances. I just want to curl behind my desk and do my research." He confessed. "But, on the ship you and Jeff were entering card tournaments and playing silly goofs." Karla reminded him. "That was for fun. Even when I won it was a temporary affair. This is stop after stop. Worse, they barrage me with the same phrase and questions and I just want to shout, I explained that all in the accompanying memo that came with the equipment. But then I would be some stuck up egotistical asshole. So I'm all, Thanks and Once forty percent is installed we will look into it. Then at the last stop since I don't have to be anywhere I know they are going to want to take me out and I'll be up later then I want when I need to get up early for the next morning. I just need a release and it's just day two." Howard ranted. "Couldn't you just tell them you need to get up in the morning and not go out?" Karla suggested. "You've never been the target of the, oh just a quick supper Dr. Miller. It would be such an honor." He said shaking his head. "I suppose not." Karla agreed. "Sorry, cranky Howard got out. What did you buy Micheal?" He asked. "Well, I bought him some Shrunken play related things." Karla realized she might not want to share what she got with her boy owner's father. "Oh do show." he encouraged. She shyly handed him the bag. He pulled out a Pleasure Box and snickered, "For him or for you?" She felt herself blush as she answered honestly, "I thought they might be good to split up between his less used and more mature Shrunken." "That makes sense." Howard replied pulling out one of the oils. "And for more used Shrunken I take it." "I thought it'll be fun to oil up and wiggle up and down his cock." Karla stated before she thought about what she was saying to whom. Karla remembered that look on Howard's face. Then he shuttered and began giggling, noting, "Man my Mikey is one lucky boy." "I'm a lucky Shrunken." Karla corrected. "Yeah, that too." Howard partially agreed. He clearly wanted to change related subjects by jumping right too, "So the next spot is a research facility for, something." He pulled out his tablet clearly wanting to look up what they researched as he finished, "Sadly, it's likely for you to do any shopping there." She pulled out her own tablet. "Not likely, what should I do when I'm done?" "Sonic Devices? Gah, we are such a sci-fi Company sometimes." He said unironically as the head researcher of teleportation technology to his son's usually shrunken pet woman. Then he shrugged, "I guess come watch me get bombarded with repeated questions." "Guess they will have security lead me about." Karla figured. Adding the question, "So, three new spots were added to my trip list this morning." "Yeah, remember Gabriel said we have a meeting with Randal Walker on Saturday? I guess these extra stops are to keep us busy till then." He advised her. "But they were not supposed to be ready for a week or two, will that really be fair to them?" Karla wondered. "Possibly not. Guess we'll see." Howard replied. "Does Mr. Walker have that much pull?" Karla now worried about meeting the man. "Possibly. My theory is the same as why Jeff and family were at our first table with a family we just didn't enjoy. Rumors are the Board is bringing some departments together, wanting us to merge interests. Almost like they were consolidating us. I already have a trip scheduled a couple weeks from now to head to Europe to meet Dr. Laughlin." He shared his conspiracy . "Dr. Laughlin?" Karla had to start reading up more on the movers and shakers of the Company. "Oh, Dr. Jacob Laughlin, head of Shrinking tech. He's the genius that designed the implants most of us now have. When he first started, the smallest they managed was still a small rifle sized device. Hard to sneak onto a plane or train to group collect that way." Howard said. He was clearly a fan of the man's work. "Milly's going to be jealous of all these trips you are getting." Karla teased. "She's getting one too. Her and the ladies are headed to New York to shop and get into trouble." Howard smiled with amusement as he said that. "Oh, I didn't know?" Karla was happy for her giantess mom. "Oh, must have slipped her mind. It's not a secret." He advised, then wondered aloud, "I wonder if Mike knows." "I don't think so." Karla advised. "Not a big deal, she'll tell him." Howard said matter of factly. Coffee collected they arrived at what looked like some old hangers near a little airport. The usual small group for Howard and one security guard for her. He took her inside and straight to the back to a small corner store-like shop. She was pointed to the Manger. Karla stopped by the man and announced, "Hello I'm Karla Miller. I'm here from Grant Factories to inspect your Shrunken displays." "Go back to your owner, Shrunken. When they really want them inspected they'll send a person." The Man said firmly without looking up from a newspaper he was reading. Karla pushed back the sudden rush of annoyance and advised, "I assure you they want them inspected and I am the one to do that." "Real inspections require a real person. As your a Shrunken your nothing more than a real person's pet." The Man replied calmly then lifted the paper between himself and Karla. "If you don't allow me to inspect them you will not receive any Shrunken. Not even for the purpose of holding shipped ones ordered from online." Karla explained firmly. "You can't decide that, now wander back to your Master, their cock is likely getting cold." Was sneered back through the newspaper. "I can and will. In fact it will be explained on every online order from this area that they'll have to drive out of their way to collect their new pets because you refused to be properly inspected." She explained. "And if they ask me I'll tell them the truth. That Grant Factories refuse to send a person here to inspect. I can't fix that." The man smugly countered. Karla felt the urge to shred the paper and give this idiot a real expiration. But she realized this was pointless. "We'll see." She said turning away. "No, you’ll go back to your cage and I'll sell you Kittens." The man twisted his dagger. Karla just walked away. He'll not feel so high and mighty when he learns his mistake. She was led to the Teleporter area. Howard was like a band conductor. Directing people and calling out settings. He looked confused at her and flashed a worried look. She waved him off for now and sat in a corner filling out her report. Then an email directly to Jeff. If she was to do this job she needed to be respected for that much at least. A coffee suddenly appeared before her. "He says you like them black. It's, well, it's my special blend for when I'm having a bad day." said a kind man's voice. Karla looked up at the man holding the paper cup of liquid joy. Oh why did she have to meet him now. Broad shoulders and tall. Handsome face with milk chocolate, slightly messy brown hair. And an expression that said he wasn't certain he should even approach her even with a token of kindness. She liked the brave, shy boys. Karla felt herself arch her back slightly as she accepted the cup. Such an old, successful tactic. "Thank you, I could use a cup." Her words came out as warm as the cup. "Your welcome. Seen you fluming and thought you could use a cheer up." He nervously explained. "Oh, I need this." She agreed, about the coffee. He crouched down, he clearly didn't realize what she was. His deep dark brown eyes were so hope filled and inviting as he asked, "Would you like me to explain what we are doing? It's simpler than it might look." Her old self suddenly wanted to hear all about teleporter testing. Or just to hear that nerve-rattling voice read the dictionary. He was so sweet and attractive, he just needed a touch of confidence and she wanted to give him the touches he needed. Yet an even more handsome shaggy brown haired, deep dark eyed young man filled her mind. "That would be nice, my owner has tried to explain his and his father's work, but I just haven't caught on yet." There she thought, he's told and she's been a good Shrunken. "Oh, your Dr. Miller's Shrunken. Micheal, not this one's." He sounded uncertain about what to do next. Karla felt sad that little interaction was coming to an end. She had to be loyal to her Micheal. "Yes, I'm Micheal's." "Oh, well, you see that cylinder." He started and Karla sipped the coffee. A rich dark blend that really did push her annoyance away. This handsome tech explained in grand yet simple terms what Howard and the others were doing. It was nice, even if he did pivoted from admiring her to hinting she should tell her Micheal of his interest in being the boy's team's tech. "Tony, stop flirting and get to your station." A man yelled from across the room. And Karla was sad to see her new friend leave. Not that she didn't find herself enjoying watching him walk away. Howard approached as the started test teleports, "Bad inspection?" "The man wouldn't let me inspect since I was a Shrunken." Karla advised. "Did you email Jeff?" he asked. "Yes, he hadn't gotten back to me yet." She advised me. "Still mad or did that handsome young cup of coffee cheer you up." Howard said hiding a snicker. "A little. And yes, he did cheer me up a little. Did you send him over?" Karla demanded. "Nope, he saw you brooding and asked if you liked coffee. I just neglected to tell him you were taken. Slip your mind too huh?" Howard teased. "Nope, told him nearly right away." Karla confessed. Howard looked confused, "He spent a long time flirting to have been told right away." "He was hoping buttering up the pet would get him a job with its master." Karla explained. "Not if Micheal learned what his first intent was." Howard chuckled. "It was a sweet gesture. Something I don't get much outside of you and the friend group." Karla lamented. "Speaking of, you know you could email Pat as well. I mean if the shop here isn't going to be receiving Shrunken he might not want them having Howell Shrunken accessories to sell." Howard suggested as he walked back to work. Karla thought that might be a touch petty. Gauging the man's business like that. Yet the email still got sent. Howard finished there and they were taxied right over to the airstrip next door and onto the plane. Pretty blonde greets Howard, and ignores her. They are shown to seats and up into the air. Karla feels a little better as an exquisite lunch of roast chicken mixed into a garden salad is placed before her. Much better than pellets. "What's the next location?" Karla asked, grabbing her utensils. "I'm not sure. First one done should check." Howard countered by taking his own feeding tools. "I'm surprised at how many secret shopping malls the Company has." Karla advised. "Business isn't just where we want to hide our facilities. And the Company needs access to as much of it as possible. There are three just around New York." Howard told her. "Why so few near LA?" she asked. "Trust issues if rumors are to be believed." He shared as he answered. "Most of our Thursday will be around San Francisco." "Many Company members there?" She was surprised. "Shipping and like business. Many Company interests are looked after there." Howard advised. "Well, I'd love to go over the Golden Gate Bridge." Karla advised. "If we have time maybe. This is excellent chicken," Howard pointed out. "It is so good." Karla agreed. "Does it have a slight pork flavor?" Howard asked. "Yeah, and a really savory crunch in the middle." Karla pointed out never tasting meat so tasty. Howard reached over and pulled her plate away. Karla asked as he moved his own plate away from himself. "It's not chicken." Howard coldly said, eyeing his plate. Karla grabs her mouth. She rushes to the bathroom, pushing past the stewardess. Forcing herself to vomit. The tiny head on Howard's plate told her what they had been served. As she manages to empty her own stomach and clean up. She exited and the Stewardess looked white as a ghost as a loud angry southern voice wis barking at her over a phone. "I told you and told you to confirm before Kevin cooked them up. If my dealings are ruined by your incompetence you'll be cleaning toilets at some back water facility at best." Karla staggers back to her seat. Howard looked about ready to follow her example but only sipped at his soda water. Likely a gesture to help settle his stomach. Shortly, a distressed and jittery Stewardess comes over and supplies Karla with a stomach aid as well. The woman clearly grasping at straws to save her job asked, "Is there anything different you would like?" Howard looked at the woman like she had two heads, "No, leave us." "Yes sir." the blonde shuddered and skittered to the back like a savage dog was on her heels. Karla realizes that might not be far from the truth. Depending on her status level, this slip up could be gravely dangerous. Too low and a failed Processing test could end her in someone's cage. Worse, someone's plate. Karla quickly sipped at her bubbling stomach aid. That reminder twisted her gut again. They land and the pilot sees them off to the Limo. As the travel to the last stop of the day Howard asks, "How are you feeling?" "Disgusted. Yet I'm starting to feel hungry." Karla answers. "Yeah, same. Once you feel like eating, if you can, grab something. My treat." Howard advises. "You should do the same." Karla suggests. He shrugs, "If I can find the time." They were again separated and Karla followed the Security Officer to the little shop. A Company electronics supplies packing warehouse. The shop owner was waiting. A bubble beautiful middle aged woman, likely the bell of the plant. She happily directed Karla to the small display. Offering treats openly. Karla dismissed the idea that this was to get her favor as she did so with many of the workers that came to flirt while grabbing a snack. Karla manages to eat a packaged sandwich. Clearly motherly, this woman must have seen Karla was starving. Fresh hot onion rings from the warehouse's cafeteria. She might not be looking to gain a favorable report from Karla, but she was likely to get one. The woman leads Karla right to the area that will be this location's teleporter center. Howard looks spent. He waves at her as he's starting the final tests. A cylinder of living materials sent through and back again. Howard would run tests on that tube to make sure everything is alright. It's never said aloud but Karla is fairly certain the living material trapped in the metal and plastic tube is a Shrunken of lesser appeal. She's worried about if it's getting fed, then Howard sends it back home, likely staff back there will get it pellets. They leave to start towards the hotel. "Have you gotten to eat?" Karla asks. "No, but the guys here are taking me out for what they believe is the best steaks ever." Howard sighs. "You going to come back early?" She inquired softly. He rolled his head a little. "That’s the hope. But don't wait up." I am going to worry about you though." Karla confessed. "Yeah, me too." He agreed. They pull up to what looks like a tenement building on a street of mostly boarded buildings. Karla was nervous to even leave the car. Into the entrance there was a panel of buzzers. Howard pulled that white plastic card out and slipped it in a slot. A chime and the door opened. Inside was the direct opposite of the outside. A luxurious sitting area with a small bar. All framed in well polished wood. The guests were likely high rollers in the Company, well dressed and openly talking business. Feeling so safe that many had a small person with them. Attached like decorations, fumbled in hands absentmindedly, or as garnishes in drinks. Karla could see in a glance the care levels for all the Shrunken. Many squirmed or looked defeated. Some were openly enjoyed, a poor teen male being anally violated by a pen. A poor female struggling to hold up a cigar as big as herself as her owner explains to a man tossing another female in the air like an old coin. Still some Shrunken, few others really, looked content. A long haired brunette female in a sparkling little form displaying dress draping herself along a resting hand. Or one dark skinned female gleefully bathing naked in a man's bourbon. Cheering as her master sucked her kicking long legs off while he waited for a fresh glass. A woman with an Asain male that looked quite comfortable stuffed between her soft breasts. They arrive at the desk and a young man looks up, "Your key Dr. Miller." "Thank you. Is everything set up as I requested?" Howard asked. While Karla wonders how the clerk knew to have his key ready. "Yes, as soon as your room was ready. About your guest however." The man started. "Full sized Shrunken. She'll be using the private cage." Howard cut the staffer off. "Very good. We hope you enjoy your stay." The man advised waving a well dressed man over. They start following the man and Karla realized he's a bellhop. So she feels free to ask, "How did he know you were here?" "My ID card. When I used it to open the door it would have notified the desk clerk." Howard advised. "I'm still surprised that this place is in such a neighborhood." Karla started. "Its a cover. Those buildings are staff apartments. Likely connected through the basements. The rough guys hanging in the street, security. Anyone desperate to break into one of these buildings is not likely to be missed." Howard explains. "Oh, that's a good idea." Karla notes. "Is that why most facilities not distant from people look shifty?" Karla inquired. "That's it. Shifty keeps normal people away. Not connected directly to anything shifty keeps investigators away." Howard notes as he opens the door. In the room Karla sets her tablet to shrink and turns to Howard, neck out. He grabs her collar and gives the command and she's her proper height again. He scoops her off the floor and carefully slips her into her travel cage. Tablet handed in to her afterward. Howard freshens up. He stops and takes a real long look at his caged pets. Sighing heavily he taunts them with, "Daddy so wants to play with you little girls. But I have to go out for the night." He then steps over to Karla and reminds her, "If you need anything just text me." "Certainly, thanks Howard." She fought the urge to tease him by calling him daddy. "Night Karla." He says, "Night Howard." she replies and he's gone. She can hear his pets screaming at her. But the room's vastness swallows their words before they reach. Her first worry is more insults from less lucky Shrunken. Then she notices their body language, no they were begging for her to save them. That she couldn't do. She sighs, a few little concessions and they might have gotten themselves a top shelf life too. But if they choose to resist they'll stay just pretty playthings. She walks over and opens her suitcase. Away for the night she might as well be comfortable. Same blue white pajamas from the night before since she found they felt so nice. Treat pellets and a glass of water and she's finishing off reports while reclining on her temporary bed. Karla gets her hopes up about talking to Micheal then she remembers it is Tuesday night. He'll be at Judo most of the night. Finished with her reports, Karla avoids watching Company news again and goes straight onto watching her show. It's a relaxing time killer. Karla looked at the time and worried for Howard. Not for his safety, his local hangers on would keep him safe. No, she was more worried for his health. Already tired and having no real lunch then likely a touch too much to drink. She reminded herself he was an adult that knew what he could handle. She freshened up for bed and crawled under the blankets. And despite listening for Howard to come back she slipped to sleep. Karla startled awake as Howard entered the room. He was drunkenly singing. Heavily slurring his off key words. He staggered over to his cage and amusingly taunted his pets, "Hello little girls, daddy's home and lucky you, he's horny as hell." Then he notes drunkenly, "Oops, Karla needs her wall. Be back." Karla felt Howard hovering above her, likely unfolding that white folding wall thing. Then she felt anxious as he noted in an uncomfortable tone, "Hmm, she is a sweet little thing isn't she." Karla tried not to move, hoping if he thought she was sleeping would get him to finish what he came over for and wander back to his bed. Her heart thudded hard. It got tense as Howard whispered to himself, "She does technically belong to me." Followed by creepy lip smacking. Karla thought danger had passed as Howard reminded himself, "No Howard, Karla is Mikey's Special Shrunken. That would be wrong." That thought vanished as the cage ping open and Howard lustfully growled, "But Daddy needs a little special fun tonight." Karla jumped into a defensive position as her blankets were torn away from her. "Howard no wait!" She screamed at the drunken lecherous giant with his face. That didn't stop that powerful massive hand from clamping around her helpless little body. With stomach turning speed she was face level with him. The whiskey on his breath choked her throat. His eyes had that straining want. His mouth smacked hungerly in-between lewd growls. She had to reason with him, "Howard, you don't want to do this." She hadn't felt this scared of a Miller in a long time. Sadly she was certain from his change of expression that her pleading "Please Howard." sealed her fate. "Oh yes little girl, daddy so wants to do this." His other hand came up and Karla knew what he planned to do with it. If she had been watching this scene she would have questioned the Shrunken's reasoning. It wasn't like such a small thing could stop such a powerful hulking being. Yet thought stealing terror fueled her reaction. Fingers came in for her little ass advertising shorts and she grabbed the garment while kicking wildly at those colossal digits. All that did was make the drunken giant snicker in delight. He was enjoying feeling her struggle wrapped in his grip. Licking his lips his thumb thudded into her chest, pinning her in place. Gigantic thumb and finger pinched the material of the little flap under her leg. She might as well been waving her hands in the air for all the resistance the gave as her shorts were striped down her legs. This was not as fun as when Micheal playfully strips her. This was horror and dread. She heard herself begging the Howard monster. She wanted herself to stop as she could see that helpless whimpering was just fueling his lust to dominate her. Yet her voice just kept pleading for him to stop. His thumb released her chest and in a blindingly fast motion flipped her arms above her head restraining her under those lecherous eyes. He smiled and she felt her breast advertising shirt tighten. Barely a movement from the depraved giant and her chest was exposed. The shirt tugging digits now found new fun. They pressed her exposed breasts right over her areola and began rolling them. As she gasped and grunted in distress, the beast Howard moaned, "Ohhhh, yeah. Daddy like." His fingers left and the air filled with the scent of alcohol as those wet lips sucked both her breasts in making her whimper, a scared ahh sound. A spit soaked tongue slurped and circled her tits as those lips greedily suckled them both. Making her gasp anguished ahh sounds. His lips let go and foul breath burst over her as the words, "Such a tasty little girl. Yummy for daddy." Karla felt the strain on her arms go away. But what relief that gave was gone as other callous fingers slipped up her torso and her shirt was now just gone. Making her towering attacker growl in delight. Powerful thick tentacles pressed between her legs and forced them apart as easily as turning a page. That thing with Howard's face smeared its lips with its lashing tongue as it blasted odious air at her. Carried in that air was a lustful growl, "Daddy now wants to have a real taste. Let's hear you sing, little girl. Sing for daddy." That horrible familiar face lowered. Karla screamed, imploring that wet maw from descending. Her little arms waving wildly to keep it away. All that did was make the Howard Monster chuckle carnal growls. The soaked lips grabbed hold and she shifted as an intense force sucked her into that mouth, spreading her legs wider. He was moving, likely to the bed for his fun, violating her inches tall body. The tongue tip poked at her exposed womanhood. Karla wished he would just get it over with. That cruel taunting made her jump with each slight touch. And from the hummed sounds that's what this beast in Howard's form wanted. Then she yelped as the supporting hand was just gone. She attempted to twist to watch what those ogre paws were up to despite knowing full well they were stripping their own clothes off. Plate sized button popped open and revealed a plan white under shirt. Tossed to the side the outer shirt was gone. Then a white rush and colossal dad body torso went on for a while under her orally jabbed dangling body. Then she heard her panicked sounds increase as the belt started jiggling. A flop noise and boxers pointed towards the field of bed. Then wiggled hips and another softer flop sound. Karla could only catch glimpses and was dismayed she did. His cock was inflexible hard and twitching with excitement. The Howard like monster curled onto the bed. He lend his head back in a self assured posture. His fingers pressed her sides and lifted her just enough for gaseous fumes to carry, "Vanilla, Daddy's favorite." Then he simply sucked her back tight in his maw again. Now that tongue didn't tease. Deep and firm it tasted her spread pussy. Greedy growls made it vibrate in that horrible enchanting way. Karla tried to fight the flooding sensations, unwanted as it was. Her struggled tones told the truth however. Less grunted groins and more drawn out gasps. If she was asked Karla could still say that Micheal's sweet special kisses were the best giant oral she had. Such warm affection and tender devotion. However, if forced to answer which giant tongue was more carnally pleasing, just more down and dirty gratifying, she would still say Micheal. She would be a lier as Howard's tongue just made her pussy scream overwhelmingly. Maybe it was the man's longer experience suckling Shrunken women against their will. But more likely it was the tip. Narrow in just an alarming way. The mass behind it stroked all her exposed outer womanhood. That tip, however, added the element of penetration. Not deep, just a good opening stretch of the canal. And despite it raping her, Karla gave daddy what he wanted. Arching hard back in his lips and screaming out in defeated climax. He must have known she couldn’t resist. As his massive paws sandwiched her torso in that compromising position. One hooked under her arms and pressed her pushed out tits firmly. Mighty digits thicker than her legs rolled her breasts. Teasingly stroking the nipples before pressing them again. The other slipped down and stroked her stretched legs. She felt her arms pressing and pushing at the wrapping immense fingers. They did nothing. Her hips popped on their own in time with that violating tongue. Her old self screamed at her, this what it means to be a Shrunken remember? Karla couldn't answer as she was too busy experiencing another rape induced climax. His head moved to a new position. His lips opened slightly and his breast attacking hand moved to a more holding position. Then she learned that the cruel Howard-like giant knew about how his tip was shaped. Shaking his wrist lazily and the tongue was more directly raping her. Entering her exposed womanhood. She could see those alcohol glazed eyes were savoring her chest waving at them. Karla just wanted this monster to stop assaulting her tiny body. Desperate she latched onto the first idea that came to her. "Oh Daddy! Oh Daddy! It's too much for me!" she moaned in vain. The Monster Howard liked that. Tongue retracted just long enough to demand, "Tell me more little girl!" Then the penetration started again in thudding rams. "Oh daddy! It fills me so much! I'm such a little girl, my big strong daddy! Softer daddy, softer." she begged, hoping the right key words would get her relief. It did stop his tongue from pounding her pussy. Her legs stretched nearly to her breaking point; Karla was sucked back into that mouth. Lustful humming trembled as the invading tongue suckled her to another unsought climax. Then as she panted for air she got what she wanted, out of that wet raping hole. Karla was exhausted. Her body was spent. Yet there she was being lower toward that twiching sexual pole. Laid along it the Howard beast purred, "Go ahead little girl. It's daddy's turn." Karla wanted to pass out. Her body was worn out. Limbs heavy. Air was hard to keep in her lungs. Yet this was actually preferred to that oral molesting cavity. He could see her clearly down here. She knew what worked on a much larger giant manhood, She just had to do what she needed to escape this Howard-like ogre. Simply, get the sick monster off. Karla pressed her hands against the shaft and slowly dragged her body along it cooing as best she could, "Oh poor daddy is so hard." She needed time to gain some strength. "Oh, that's because you made daddy so excited, little girl." he greedily growled back. Karla snuggled against the sensitive skin. She struggled but managed to purr, "I'm sorry daddy, let me kiss it better." Then made a display of delivering a suckling kiss to the monster's cock. He liked that and almost sounded like he was begging as he requested, "Hmmm, daddy needs more." Karla knew she was near the end of her delay tactics. The Howard ogre was so hard his shaft was vibrating. It likely hurt her attacker. Rolling her hips she positioned herself by slithering along his cock making the creature sigh in delight. If this was her Micheal she would have to press herself against his girth by spreading her limbs wide and humping her form against his Behemoth. Howard Ogre was not endowed like that. As her aunt described it, a telephone pole. She could actually wrap her legs around his mass and hook her feet into the sides. Hands pressed above her head and she was set. She started slowly. Wiggling in a way that would appeal as she grind her crotch and tits against the skin of the sex pole. Making lewd sounds as she shimmied there. Karla reached her wide open mouth down and gave the ogre a long lick he could feel and watch. She looked up at him and licked her lips in his focused view. Then Karla lied in a tone that would sound good to the beast, "Hmmm, daddy tastes so good." Then she pressed tight and made her body hump hard and fast along the horrible shaft. Faking pleasured sounds as she pleasure that cock. Adding quickly wild displays of her tongue smearing along as she worked it. "Oh good girl! Oh Daddy's good girl!" told her he liked her performance. But he needed a touch more. Karla knew what would help, dialogue. "Hmm daddy your cock feels so good! This little girl just loves snuggling it." "Tell me more little girl." It whimpered. "But daddy I can't. I need to taste it daddy." Karla told the ogre and zig-zagged her tongue against the cock. "Oh your going to taste it all right." the monster Howard purred. "Hmm yes daddy, I like tasting it. Make me taste it daddy!" Karla said the opposite to what she was thinking. Her body writhing against its erection. "Yes, down that sexy throat, all over that pretty face." It confessed its plans. Karla knew she couldn’t have stop it. Really she knew as soon as that cage was opened this was what was in store. At least this way wouldn't be dragged out. Just push him to his limit and this nightmare would be over. "What about my tits daddy?" She pressed her legs and lifted her chest to wave her breasts at the Howard ogre, "Don't you want to cover my tits in your thick hot daddy juice?" Karla's plan was to hump arched up like that so the monster would watch her bouncing breasts and hopefully get off. The Ogre had other plans. His paw pressed her back against the hardened shaft. With fast strokes she was dragged up and down his limited giant length. Then her hair was tugged. Karla yelped before she realized why he pulled her hair. Her lips kissed over the hole at the top. Before she could chastise herself for being so stupid her mouth and throat was flooded in warm thick butterscotch flavor. Her body couldn't swallow that much that fast. Not that she had to worry about volume control long as her torso was pulled back and her vision was clouded and burning. As it sprayed another glob masked her face. And as she fraudulently requested, her chest was painted in warm daddy juice as well. Worst part was the drunk Howard-like voice cheering the whole time, "Oh daddy like! Daddy needed that! Daddy needed that so hard!" Karla felt her legs dragged along that shaft and her stomach and groin were used to wipe his tip clean. Then she could feel him rising. Moving, she expected he would at least do as Micheal did for her every time. Gently rinse her off in warm water and wrap her in a fluffy giant's face cloth. That wasn't what happened. Cold plastic floor and the ping of the cage access door closing. And a mumbled statement as that drunken ogre took itself to the human bathroom, "Oh that was so good." Karla rose and staggered half blind into the nearby shower. She fumbled to adjust the water and slipped into the spray. Warm clean water pushed gooey leavings from her face and body. Even in his horrible state how could he leave her soiled like this. That was it she reasoned, Howard wasn't in his right mind. Tired from staying up late and getting up early. Stressed from constant travel and constant repeated questions. His ego boosted by the admiration of his small groups of admirers. Then the bombardment of the lewd references of how she would be fun to play with mixed with basically no lunch. Then to add too much alcohol on top he was unlikely to even remember whose Shrunken was whose. Then came the counter point. Her old self pointing out harshly, "Or you're just another Shrunken to him down deep." "No," Karla had to argue back. "I am special. Micheal tells me I am every night." "Special to him, by luck. Howard just showed you how Shrunken are really treated and left you dripping with evidence and your still in denial that this is a good life for you and them." Her counterpoint growled. "No, no. You'll see. In the morning he'll be beside himself to apologize. This was just a stupid drunken mistake." Karla had to convince herself of this. Otherwise, well, she didn't know if she could handle otherwise. "Only mistake was thinking you were anything more then a helpless sex slave to them." Her old self repeated. "No, no I'm special." Karla argued. Repeating it aloud to herself as the shower now washed her tears away. Her outer body refreshed, Karla shut off the water and grabbed a towel. The hotel room was dark. In the distance she could hear Howard's steady breathing, likely passed out from the day's activities. Thinking of his activities made her shutter. She found her pajama shorts by her torn open bed. The top hung from a lamp near the living room entrance. Her first thought was not to wear them. Not to remind the Ogre hidden in Howard of how easy it came off her body. She pulled it on with the frank reasoning that if he awoke and that monster was still in control she could be wearing full army body armor and it would just be more levels for it to pull from her body. She sat before the mirror and dried out her hair. Worried that the hair dryer might wake him and cause her to start over again. Karla took the chance, she needed to get to bed. Up early for the next part of their trip after all. She fought back tears. Three more, oh no, nearly four more days traveling alone with him. Wait, she thought, Friday they'll be with the Grants. There she should be safe. Then her mind reminded her that he and Jeff liked to drink together. She had to fight back images of being trapped between both giant men in drunken states. Karla pulled the blankets back onto her bed and hid beneath them. She honestly expected to have trouble slipping off to sleep. Figuring imagined horrors would keep her trembling alert. Or, if sleep came she would be racked with nightmares of such happenings. Neither came, she fell into a deep sleep of the exhausted. - Shrink Aprentice - Posts: 38 - Joined: Sat Sep 12, 2020 11:06 am - Gender: - Contact: Re: The Tourists. 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Kawasaki KLE Croatia forum Off,Off, i samo Off ... topic !! => Trkeljanje o svemu i svačemu => Đonijev literalni kutak !! => Autor teme: Đoni - 23. Prvi dio "Jahači u magli" Prolog Ponekad vam se čini kao "deja vu" ili već viđeno, već viđeno u bezbroj glupih romana i filmova ali je tematika druga. Tematika je ovdje djelovala toliko stvarno i neočekivano za terasu restorana u Opatiji. Pravac Hamburg Referent mi je djelovao slinavo. Kao onaj tip državnog službenika koji se trudi da ugodi svome nadređenom ali ujedno i da mu zabije nož u leđa prvom prigodom, samo kako bi sjeo na njegovu izlizanu stolicu i dojučerašnje kolege gledao sa malo više pozicije. Pogledao me je kroz one socijalne naočale sa plastično metalnim okvirima i klimnuo glavom. "Da rezimiramo diplomirao si prije četiri mjeseca i nisi to prijavio u vojni odsjek dok te nismo pozvali na razgovor?" Jebi ga mogao me puknuti kamo je htio, što mi uostalom nije niti bilo važno za tih godinu dana ali ugodnije je ne izazivati vraga. Malo sam slegao ramenima i nasmiješio se samo krajevima usana tek toliko da djelujem ljubazno, a da debil preko puta mene ne misli da ga ismijavam. Sa tim nižim facama "u službi" bio sam uvijek oprezan, znali su se dići na zadnje noge za najmanju sitnicu. Još mi je samo falilo da prije JNA dobijem epitet "sumnjivi element u samoupravnom socijalizmu", a debilčić u stolici mi ga je mogao uvaliti u dosje, tek toliko da ga zapamtim. "Žao mi je nisam znao da moram čim diplomiram to prijaviti, mislio sam da će fakultet uraditi isto." Lik me pogleda kroz ona svoja stakla vrlo ozbiljno, što nije bio baš dobar znak. "To je tvoja dužnost kao omladinca, ako si uopće omladinac sa dvadeset i šest godina, meni si prije vječni student kojem je naše društvo to omogućilo." Jebi ga sad sam puko, lik ima kompleks više stručne spreme i mrzi sve iznad toga, shebat će me sto posto. Malo sam ponovno pokunjeno slegao ramenima i odmahnuo glavom. "Baka i djed su mi bolesni nemamo baš novca pa se ja moram brinuti o njima, normalno ne mogu na predavanja i fakultet pati." Idiote, zasvijetlio mi reklamni natpis u glavi, smisli nešto originalnije, cijelo susjedstvo zna da ti djed drži pčele i svako jutro vozi bicikl 8 kilometara do tih desetak košnica, a baka kuha sve, od zimnice do slatkog, na štednjaku na drva u dvorištu i uz to sa pet metara mazne krumpirom svaku mačku koja pokuša ukrasti nešto mesa sa stola dok ona cijepa drva. Na stolu uvijek uz put priprema nešto za u pećnicu, tek toliko da drva ne gore samo za peći papriku za ajvar ili kuhati šljive za slatko. Lik me ozbiljno pogleda i klimne glavom. "Je malo je to neugodno kada te muke u obitelji spopadnu. I meni bolesna mama i baka smetale da završim pravo do kraja, pa sam se morao prebaciti na višu upravnu." Pogled upućen nakon te izjave već je djelovao malo mekši. Odmahnuo je glavom. "Ništa pogledat ću gdje da te smjestim ipak si školovan ne mogu te tek tako među ove klince sa zanatom." Kamen mi pade sa srca i razvali koljeno pri padu. "Hvala druže pogotovu na razumijevanju". Lik odmahnu rukom. "Ništa samo radim svoj posao, dobićeš poštom, kada da se javiš i gdje ali ne baš tako brzo, ovi ljetnja klasa su svi pješadija i brdska pješadija za Tolmin u Sloveniji." Ljubazno se nasmiješio. "Ajd sad pa zdravo". "Zdravo i hvala još jedan put". Malo sam se mrzio radi uvlačenja ali ona stara narodna "sila boga ne moli". Vani me je čekao Strela. Sjedio je u hladu, na zidiću pored motora, i motao cigaretu. Dok sam mu prilazio namignuo je. "Gdje su te pukli?" Odmahnuh glavom. "Još ne znam ali se nadam nešto normalno." Liznuo je cigaret papir, omotan oko štapića duhana, zaljepio ga u savršenu cigaretu bez filtera i pružio mi, potom se bacio na motanje nove za sebe. Izvadih stari austrijski benzinski upaljač i zapalih. Zatvorio sam poklopac upaljača uz tipično klik i pružio ga Streli. Upravo je završio cigaretu pa smo skupa dimili bez riječi. Nakon par minuta tišine Strela baci cigaretu na zemlju i ugasi je petom tenisice. "Čuj idemo na piće bolje će biti nakon toga." Klimnuh glavom. "Kod Benny Hilla može?" Nasmiješio se. Zakopčao sam traper jaknu i zajahao svoj MZ 250, Strela je već navukao kacigu i startao svoj ČZ 175. Navukoh svoju istočno Njemačku kacigu i bacih start motora. Pet minuta kasnije provlačili smo se kroz promet glavne ulice u Zemunu pazeći da nas pri prelasku pune crte ne vidi koji "milkan", kako smo u lokalnom žargonu zvali tadašnju miliciju. Ne znam zašto ali dok smo sporo vozili kroz gradsku gužvu na pamet mi je stalno padala Goga. Dok smo stigli do kafića "Benny" stvar je legla na svoje mjesto, bilo mi je jasno. Kafić "Benny" je bio obična rupa u podrumu zgrade, par ulica dalje od dijela u kojem smo stanovali ali je imao specifično uređenje. Stari ručno rađeni drveni stolovi i klupe, kameni pod od sitnih kocki kamena, koji se inače nekada koristio za popločavanje cesti. Uz drveni šank na ručno izrađenoj polici stajala je JVC - HiFi linija i video rekorder koji je bio spojen na veliki Grunding TV. Na zidovima su bili posteri popularnog Benny Hill-a u plastičnim folijama. Četiri velika ručno rađena zvučnika su bila smještena u kutovima prostorije, a dva flipper-a u centru i to je bilo sve. Vlasnik Benny-ja je bio Marko Dileja. Marko je završio primijenjenu matematiku na Elektrotehničkom Fakultetu potom odradio četiri godine u nekom raju od društvene firme kao programer u COBOL-u i pukao. Godinu dana nije radio ništa potom je iznajmio od nekog "kućnog savjeta" podrum sa "higijenskim čvorom" i otvorio kafić. U to doba u Zemunu nije bilo lako držati kafić, uvijek si bio stisnut između onih "malo van zakona" sa jedne strane i milkana koji su ganjali iste sa druge. Marko je imao rješenje. Boca original Johnny Walker-a ispod šanka za druge i čelična cijev i bokser ispod šanka za prve. Znam da je negdje oko 90 te nakon smrti majke otišao u Australiju. Strela je upao prvi smjestio se za stol u kutu, a uz put dobacio Marku: "Daj nam dvije pive i dva normalna konjaka." Mahnuo je glavom prema meni. "Djoni je bio u vojnom odsjeku". Mjehur me mučio još od razgovora u vojnom i odmah sam se uputio u wc. Kada sam se vratio na stolu su bile dvije "Nikšićke" i dva konjaka 0,5. Kod Benny-ja se služila samo Nikšićka piva, po nekim pričama zato jer je Markov otac bio Crnogorac ali bliže istini je bilo zato što mu je bratić radio u Nikšićkoj pivovari. Pogledao sam Strelu u oči i nazdravio konjakom. Ispili smo "na eks". Sada je na redu bilo polako pijuckanje pive i razgovor. Prešao sam direktno na ono što me mučilo. "Slušaj Strela mene pokupe u JNA do prosinca, a ni ti nisi daleko od toga, čim završiš tu tvoju višu zidarsku ideš na dug svojoj domovini". Strela je klimnuo glavom. "Pa što misliš da opalimo put do Hamburga i malo se provedemo. Goga me ionako zvala više puta da navratim kod nje u posjet i eto .. smještaj i hranu imamo samo put? Iskoristimo ovo ljeto." Strela je bio hladnokrvan dečko. Sve što mu kažeš na kratko bi obradio u svojoj glavi i tek potom progovorio. Čekao sam jedan dugi gutljaj prije nego je odgovorio. "Misliš ti ja i Škot?" Spustio sam bocu na stol. "A tko drugi?" Okrenu je svoju bocu sa dva prsta malo u krug. "Bilo bi dobro, nikada nisam bio u Njemačkoj, a ima se tamo što vidjeti i doživjeti." Goga Goga je bila cura iz ulice četiri godine starija od mene. Gordana ili Ćaknuta Goca, kako su je zvale frustrirane "sretno udate" žene iz kvarta. Nije bila neka ljepota ali je bila visoka i zgođušna. Točnije imala je duge noge, pljosnatu zadnjicu i malo veće grudi. Facu joj je krasio specifičan izgled, punije usne na užoj faci i malo veći nos ili ti "kljuka" u žargonu. Imala je specifičan osmjeh i neku čudnu osobnost. Kada je krenula u srednju kemijsku školu, na drugom kraju grada, stari joj je dozvolio da vozi njegov tada već stariji Tomos T12 Kolibri. Moped 49 ccm sa tri brzine i ručnim mjenjačem i to je bilo to. Od početka srednje je nosila vojnu platnenu torbu preko ramena, izlizane traperice i traper jaknu. U školi je nizala samo petake. Kada je bila na trećoj godini spetljala se sa nekim likom sa dugom valovitom kosom. Potomak doseljenika "vlakom bez voznog reda" koji je završio zanat u Novom Sadu i potom prešao raditi u Zemunski Teleoptik. Lik se zvao Dejan i živio je u iznajmljenoj garsonjeri u potkrovlju. Vozio je ČZ Enduro 250, a po kiši starog fiću sa vratima koja su se otvarala sprijeda. Maštao je, u razgovorima, o nečem boljem izuzev rada od osam sati, u tvornici optičkih pomagala, za sitnu lovu. Svirao je gitaru i to uglavnom vesele rock stvari koje je povremeno prekidao sa nešto bluza. Bio je Ok po našim shvaćanjima ali po malograđanskom okruženju, živi promašaj od čovjeka. Goga je bila ludo zaljubljena u istog od prvog dana. Kako mi je kasnije pričala pasalo joj je kako tiho priča tim dubokim glasom oko toga što bi sve mogli uraditi zajedno. Planirana putovanja, koja nikada nisu ostvarili, zajednički život i pažnja koju ona zaslužuje. Goga je u totalu pukla i prebacila se u garsonjeru u potkrovlju, sa zajedničkim WC-om i kupaonom u hodniku. Loše je bilo što Goga još nije imala 18 godina pa je njen stari napravio strašnu frku kada se prebacila živjeti sa Dejanom. Završilo se na način da je milicija obavila svoj posao, a Gogin stari je odvukao istu doma i remenom joj objasnio koga će slušati. Naravno nakon toga je cijela bliža i daljnja okolica, u predgrađu gdje smo živjeli, imala o čemu pričati barem tri mjeseca. Goga nije izlazila iz kuće dva tjedna. Toliko je trebalo da plavice po licu i ramenima nestanu. Drugog tjedna je prije podne, dok joj je stari bio na poslu, stajala i gledala kroz prozor. U starom predgrađu Zemuna sve kuće su građene tako da dva prozora gledaju direktno na pločnik potom slijedi drvored pa cesta. Tako je počelo naše druženje. Prolazio sam na povratku iz "omladinskog Benny-ja" kamo sam tek počeo zalaziti. Djelovala je izgubljeno pa sam joj dobacio jedno toplo: "Heij Goga". Pogledala me i odvratila: "Hei Bambi." To je bilo sve za prvi put. Slijedeći dan sam vozio Pony bicikl do trgovine sa nardžbom za kućne potrebe. Ponovno je gledala kroz prozor vani. Djelovala mi je jadno. Uz sve naručeno za kuću kupio sam i jednu kokos čokoladicu. Kada sam prolazio pored Gogine kuće ista je još bila na prozoru. Zaustavio sam bicikl i ne silazeći upitao. "Kako je?" Nasmiješila mi se malim osmjehom jedva krajevima usana. "Bolje, dok tata ne dođe koristim malo za udahnuti zraka." Gogin tata je bio vrlo strog, kako prema sebi tako i prema drugima. Bio je šef odjela precizne mehanike u "Insi" – tvornici satova. Uvijek na vrijeme na poslu, nikad kasnio, uvijek uredan i ugledan član radničkog savjeta. Kritizirao je dosta okolicu i "novi moral mladih i te betlise". Skraćeno bio je uzoran član društva po mjerilima malograđanskog predgrađa, a i uživao je veliki ugled. Moja obitelj ga je cijenila jedino djed bi ponekada samo odmahnuo glavom. Nešto mu se nije sviđalo kod njega kao ni meni. Pružih Gogi čokoladicu. "Da lakše provedeš ostatak dana." Pogledala je zbunjeno u šarenu foliju, a potom je uzela sa dva prsta i stavila na rub prozora. "Bambi srce si veliko." Zvučala je iskreno toliko iskreno da sam se osjećao ugodno. Na kraju to mi je i bio cilj, oraspoložiti tužnu curu. Klimnuh joj glavom i produljih dalje doma. Još par sati sam se osjećao ugodno kada bi se sjetio Goge, a potom sam zaboravio, jednostavno na crno bijelom tv prijemniku je bio film "Plavi vojnik", jedan od onih koji su pomakli shvaćanje indijanaca u western filmovima, a za dečka od 14 godina "stvarno genijalno". Četiri godine kasnije sam pomogao Gogi da pobjegne od roditelja u Njemačku. Noć i jutro kojih ću se zauvijek sjećati. Poslije smo se dopisivali. Večeras više od trideset godina kasnije dok sjedim na terasi restorana u Opatiji žena koja je upravo ušla izgleda kao Goga. Izgleda kao Goga sa pedeset i šest godina, onakva kakvom bi je mogao uraditi onaj kompjuterski program, u koji uneseš sliku i neke karakteristike kao i broj godina koje prolaze i izbaciti ti kako ćeš izgledati. Boja kose je ista ona koje se sjećam od prije dvadeset i više godina iz Njemačke, kada sam je zadnji put vidio. Vadim cigaretu iz kutije moje nevjenčane žene, odnosno one sa kojom živim već godinama. Začuđeno me gleda već tri mjeseca sam samo na elektroničkoj cigareti. Prati moj pogled i gleda u tu riđokosu ženu koja je upravo stupila nogom, u čipkanoj čarapi i visokoj potpetici, na terasu restorana. Ako je Goga malo se ugojila ali još "drži crtu" i izgleda zgođušno za svoje godine u toj crnoj haljini sa dubokim izrezom sa strane. Isti malo veći nos na uzanom licu, iste punije usne i zelene oči. Mirjana vlasnica restorana je dočekuje kao i sve goste koji mirišu na lovu. Nešto pričaju i odvodi je do stola u kutu gdje sjeda sama. Odvratio sam pogled i zapalio cigaretu. Lidija je očigledno dobro snimila potencijalnu Gogu i utvrdila da je znatno starija i manje zgodna od nje pa ne komentira ništa. Pogledam moju Lidiju i osmjehnem se. "Došlo mi da osjetim i malo katrana u plućima". Klima glavom i ne komentira već uzima čašu plavca i polako ispija gutljaj. Ne znam što raditi. Vuče me da priđem tom stolu i raščistim tko je ta gospođa jednostavnim pitanjem "Oprostite da li ste vi Gordana ...". Sa druge strane što bih rekao Lidiji zašto to radim, a bez veze zvuči ako potencijalna Goga kaže hladno "Žao mi je nisam, pogriješili ste". Još gore djeluje ako kaže "Jesam, a vi ste?". Djeluje najbolje kosture iz ormara ostaviti u ormaru. Osmjehujem se Mirajni dok prolazi i za dvije minute račun je na stolu. Lidija ne pita ništa. Dok idemo zagrljeni prema mojoj staroj škodi pita više polu radoznalo ali ne zainteresirano. "Onu stariju gospođu u crnoj haljini što je upravo došla poznaješ?" Slegnuh ramenima. "Mislim da je znam poslom ali nisam siguran". Lidija odmahnu slobodnom rukom. "Daj malo olabavi, pusti posao i likove koje srećeš tamo. Mislim sada smo nas dvoje i zaboravi te gluposti koje radiš na poslu." Poljubih je i više to nismo spominjali. Dok sam četkao zube u kupaoni ponovno mi je u glavi bila slika žene koja bi mogla biti Goga. Pravac Hamburg Strela se već vratio od šanka gdje je razmijenio par riječi sa Markom dok sam ja pokušavao smotati cigaretu ručno. Ono sa cigaretom što je njemu polazilo glatko za rukom za mene je bila "viša matematika". Ipak je na kraju to sličilo na cigaretu. Prilazeći Strela kritički odmjeri cigaretu. "Treba ti još vježbe da to bude cigareta". Iskreno se smiješio. Ubacio se na stolicu preko puta mene i dohvatio bocu sa ostatkom pive. Kada sam uz "klik" zatvorio upaljač prešao je na stvar. "Ima do Hamburga više od dvije tisuće kilometara. Znači najmanje od najmanjeg tri dana puta, računaj četiri." Polako je smotao sebi cigaretu dok je pričao. "Marko kaže da nema spavanja uz cestu policija ne dopušta ali ima umjetnih jezera sa plažom pa od ujutro od negdje 8 sati do navečer nitko te ne pita da li spavaš na plaži ili ne. Problem drugi lova. Koliko nam treba za to?" Ekipa smo bili Strela, Škot i ja. Sve probleme kako doći do love su uglavnom prepuštali meni. Nitko od nas nije želio "sa one strane zakona" izuzev na nivou prekršaja u stilu "ako te uhvate plati prekršaj i nestani". Duboko sam udahnuo dim cigarete i polako ga ispuhao van. "Najmanje tisuću i pol maraka, svatko od nas ima nešto sačuvano, za dalje imamo samo dva izbora. Tile, ako treba slike za "Borisa" i Fleka kao zadnja šansa". Strela je klimnuo glavom. "Idem nazvati Škota imaš dva dinara da pustim u staklenku?" Prekopah po džepovima i nađoh dvije kovanice od dinar. Položih sitniš na ispruženi dlan. Strela stisnu šaku i zaputi se prema šanku, gdje je bio stari telefon za javnu uporabu, samo si morao ubaciti nešto sitno u staklenku pored istog. Pokupih cigarete i upaljač sa stola i otpih zadnji gutljaj pive. Polako sam došao do šanka i namignuo Marku. Isti opali ko iz topa. "Tri tisuće i šesto", prbacujući u "stare dinare" račun. Pažljivo položih na šank tri puta po deset dinara u papiru i tri kovanice po dva. "Zadrži ostatak". Strela je već završio rzagovor i čekao na kraju šanka. Priđoh mu. "Škot je doma čeka nas." Pet sekundi kasnije bili smo na motorima i prašili tih par ulica do Škota. Dvorišna vrata su već bila otvorena, što je bio pouzdan znak da nas Škot čeka. Polako smo parkirali motore pod trešnjom odmah do Škotove Jawe 350, a na kojoj smo mu zavidjeli. Dok sam ja još petljao sa istočnonjemačkom kacigom Strela je zatvorio vrata i javio se gospođa Marici, Škotovj mami koja je čistila neku ribu na malom stolu u hladu. Iz podrumske prostorije iza nje je dopirala glasna glazba Bronski Beats. Škot je sjedio za starim stolom na svom Comodore 64. Ispred njega je umjesto ekrana bio stari crno bijeli TV. Na zidovima prostorije su bili razni posteri najviše motori, nekoliko postera iz filma Conan 2 dio, prirodno našla se uz iste i Grace Jones, centralni prostor je zauzimao Đoni Štulić. Još prije deset godina roditelji su mu dodijelili jednu od dvije postojeće podrumske prostorije "da tamo vrišti sa svojom ekipom". Lijevo od ulaza u podrum je bila mala prostorija sa wc-om i umivaonikom. Tako je naša ekipa umjesto svojih dječijih soba dobila svoj odvojen prostor. Prostorija je bila uređena na način da je preko pločica na podu bilo bačeno par starih tepiha, na ručno izrađenoj polici je bio smješten stari Receiver "HSR 48" gramofon "Tosca HiFi" i gomila LP ploča. Polica je isto kao i postojeća dva ormara bila ručno obojena u crno. Ormari su bili potpuno različitog izgleda i predstavljali dvije generacije Škotove obitelji. Za sjedenje i izležavanja su korištena dva kauča smještena uza zid naspram ormara i nakrcana sa par jastučića. Škot je samo klimnu i dalje nešto tipkajući, pored njega je bila krcata pepeljara i velika šalica kave, dok smo se nas dvojica polako smjestila što znači da smo skinuli jakne i bacili ih na kauč otvorili jedan od ormara i nasuli si, u staklene čaše od eurokrema, malo Gromovače Škotovog djeda. Strela je smotao cigaretu i ispraznio veliku pepeljaru potom se vratio i smjestio do mene na kauč pepeljaru je položio između nas. Sa jedinog prozora iznad naših glava je dopirala slaba svjetlost ali to nam nije smetalo. Škot je snimio na kazetar onaj program koji je pisao i izvadio drinu bez filtera iz kutije. Polako je otišao do ormara i nasu i sebi malo domaće rakije potom prišao gramofonu i stavio novu LP. Iz zvučnika su krenuli specifični tonovi početka Štulićeve Balkan. Svi smo se pucali na Azru, a ja sam na gitari i znao odsvirati dosta njihovih stvari, tako sam polako umjesto nadimka Bambi zaradio nadimak Đoni. Škot je složio par jastučića na pod uz vrata ormara naspram nas i sa pepeljarom u jednoj ruci, a cigaretom u drugoj, smjestio na njih. Leđa je udobno naslonio na ormar i udahnuo duboko dim cigarete. "Ljilja nema ništa protiv da me nema koji tjedan, tako da sam slobodan." Ljilja je bila Škotova cura. Završila je višu ekonomsku zaposlila se u nekoj banci kao knjigovođa i dobro uklopila u naše društvo. Točnije rečeno radila je pa nije imala puno vremena da nam smeta, a ono malo što bi bila u ekipi je bila OK. "Vas dva ste slobodnjaci znači svi smo za." Otpio je iz čaše. "Blago vama dok sam ja bio u JNA vi ste bili ekipa, pitam se što ću ja kada pokupe vas dvojicu do kraja godine." Strela je bacio jastučić u njegovom pravcu. "Ne seri bit će tebi dobro i sa Ljiljom, sada će te moći maziti i paziti više sati na dan." Nasmijali smo se sva trojica na već poznato ugađanje Škotu od strane Ljilje. Meni to uopće nije bilo čudno budući da su cure padale na Škota tek tako. Strela i ja smo bili visoki mršavi i više žilavi. Škot je bio srednje visine za muškarca ali vrlo skladno građen imao je i puni šarm "zavodnika iz filomova" i u ekipi je bio osoba za kontakt sa curama. Drugim rječima uvijek bi on prvi prišao nekoj curi iz ženske ekipe u diskoteci ili na nekom plesnjaku. Nas dvojica bi se ubacili kada on ostvari prvi kontakt, a za to je bio majstor. Načitan i po prirodi duhovit bio je lik kojem je malo koja cura mogla odoljeti. Nam je to išlo teže ali je ipak išlo solidno. Dovoljno solidno da budemo samouvjereni, a mislim da je to olakšavalo daljnji pristup curama. Škot je završio strojarstvo u roku, a već iste godine otišao na odsluženje JNA. Ja sam prve dvije godine Ekonomskog dao u roku, a na trećoj sam otkrio "spectrum 48 " kućni kompjutor i programiranje u basic-u. Treću godinu sam odradio "skoro pa odlično", kako je moja mama znala reći, odnosno dao sam sve ispite izuzev dva najlakša. Uvjet za četvrtu godinu je bio da se samo jedan ispit može prenijeti tako sam morao "ponoviti" treću dok ne dam taj ispit razlike. Normalno prešutio sam mojima da zadnji mogući ispitni rok nisam niti koristio, a da Engleski prvi stupanj ne moram niti učiti. Problem je bio što sam otkrio laku zaradu na prodaji gotovih strojnih programa, za tada rašireni "spectrum 48", studentima raznih prirodnih faksova za stvari gdje je trebalo dosta preračuna. Ispite sam dao već u prvom ponavljačkom roku i imao pred sobom deset mjeseci slobode. Život je bio lijep motor i laka lova od programa bez ikakvih obaveza. Moji nisu radili probleme bitno im je bilo da "to sa fakultetom ide naprijed". Takav život vam se osladi pa sam isti trik primijenio i na četvrtoj godini, čvrsto ukopan u odluci da se ne ukopam "čim prije" u JNA posao u raju društvene firme i brak. U razdoblju četvrte godine sam otkrio i dodatne izvore zarade, jeftine slike iz Rumunjske i povremeni rad preko studentske zadruge na tada prvim PC računalim u "BSG International". Tri odlične godine života, čak sam si i kupio rabljenu stariju škodu 110. Na kraju svemu što je dobro dođe kraj nitko više nije imao razumijevanja za moj samo još jedan ispit i diplomski, a najviše su prednjačili moji koji su napokon izgubili strpljenje sa mojim produljenim fakultetskim stažom . Nakon dva sata i nekoliko čašica gromovače plan je bio gotov. Na podu između nas je ležala auto karta Evrope sa svježom mrljom od kave tri šalice za kavu i pepeljara već dobro napunjena. Sve je bilo dogovoreno ostao je još samo problem love. Za malo produljenog putovanja od tri tjedna trebalo nam je najmanje oko 1000 maraka po glavi. Svi smo imali već nešto na strani ali je i svaki od nas bio kratak za oko 300 - 400 DEM. Škot je već pripremio teren, nazvao je Tileta i pitao ga "kako ide sa slikama". Odgovor je na naše zadovoljstvo bio "da bi trebalo pet do sedam komada ali pogođenih". Tile Tile se prezivao Tišma pa je tako i dobio nadimak. U društvu samo ga uvijek zvali Tile ali ponekada u javnosti pogotovu ako bi neka od onih baba iz AFŽ-a, sa sumnjičavom partiznaskom logikom, bila u blizini zvali smo ga Tišma. Nije nam se dalo objašnjavati nikome da se recimo izjava "Tile je ispao glup u zadnjem poslu" odnosila na Tišmu, a ne na tada već pokojnog maršala Tita. Iz potpuno praktičnih razloga skoro do kraja osamdesetih je jednako bilo u upotrebi i njegovo prezime i nadimak. Tiletov stari je diplomirao na ekonomiji i radio u vanjskoj trgovini. Love je uvijek bilo u većim količinama mislim najviše zahvaljujući deviznim dnevnicama. Do sredine osamdesetih prosječna plaća je bila oko 400 DEM, a samo pet dana deviznih dnevnica je "puštalo na stranu" preko tisuću DEM. Tile je imao odličan slikarski talent međutim njegov stari je želio da mu sin bude "inžinjer ili lječnik" i to je sebi duboko utuvio u glavu. Kao i svi po prirodi skloni umjetnosti Tile nije imao puno interesa za prirodne znanosti ali je pod presijom oca završio u prirodno matematičkoj gimnaziji. Završio je dvije godine gimnazije naslikao i nacrtao brdo stvari za koje je na amaterskim natječajima pokupio dosta nagrada i pukao. Napustio je srednju školu "tek tako". Višemjesečne svađe u kući je razriješila Tiletova majka jednostavnim ultimatumom. "Ili ga ti stari idiote pusti na miru ili sin i ja idemo kod mojih u Suboticu." Pobijedila je ljubav prema obitelji pa je Tiletov stari prihvatio novonastalu situaciju i svoju krivicu za to. Mir se vrati u kuću, a godinu dana kasnije Tile se upisao na likovnu akademiju bez srednje škole samo po uvjetima natječaja za one koji bez neke mature žele na akademiju. Bio je među prvima po talentu pokazanom na prijemnom i rekordno je završio. Pred kraj studija je "servisirao" jednu asistenticu, koja je opet dobro "servisirala" svog profesora, a koji je bio i neka faca među kritičarima. Tako su Tiletove slike još pred kraj studija dobile najbolje moguće krtike. Polako je postajao poznat. Asistentica mu je sredila i društveni prostor za atelje. Točnije dobio je tridesetak metara neuređenog tavanskog prostora. Tile se nije uzbuđivao. Proveo je jedno ljeto "na slikarskoj tezgi" po Jadranu. Sa iskaznicom akademije imao je pravo dok ne završi tezgariti, kao i masa drugih sa stolicom na sklapanje i par zakupljenih metara pločnika uz neku rivu. Išlo mu je više nego dobro, a troškovi su bili minimalni budući da je dobar dio vremena spavao i jeo po "omladinskim centrima" kao "ilegalac". Vratio se sa dovoljno love da sa prijateljima uredi atelje i doda kupaonu i wc. Preselio se u atelje i postao "samo svoj". Tada i dolazi u dvojbu. Njegove slike imaju dobru kritiku i prodaju se po većim cijenama ali samo one koje radi na svoj način uz inspiraciju i sporije. Za lovu mu trebaju jeftinije slike u većim količinama ali tada bi uništio svoju reputaciju u začetku. Takvih brzopoteznih slikara sa jeftinim slikama je bila gomila. Tile je želio zadržati rejting ali i zaraditi, a u to doba umjetničke slike sa većom cijenom su se teže prodavale. Radnička klasa nije imala dovoljno love izdržavati umjetnika na tržištu. Uvijek je postojalo nešto važnije za kupiti, lova za rabljenog Yuga ili novi kolor TV i slično. Tile je razmotrio problem sa više strana i izmislio Boriss-a. Nepostojeći Boriss je bio navodno slikar naivac kojeg je Tile otkrio i radio mu usluge na način da je u svom ateljeu jeftinije prodavao i slike sa potpisom Boriss. Slike su išle najviše radi cijene koja je bila umjerena i društvenih stanova čiji betonski zidovi vape za bilo kakvim pokrivalom. Tile je imao opravdanje za kičaste slike koje "imaju ono nešto" u Borisu ali nije imao uvijek dovoljno vremena da uradi veću količinu istih ipak je držao i do rejtinga koji Boriss ima. Naša ekipa je imala vremena i potrebu za jeftinim servisom motora u Rumunjskoj ili Mađarskoj (tada još uvijek željnih traperica, vegete i najlon hulahopki). Tako je nastao dogovor o poslu. Pravac Hamburg Ovaj put smo se odlučili za Rumunjsku većim dijelom zato što nam je prije puta trebao i dobar ali jeftin servis motora sa zamjenom svih ploča i pločica na kočnicama, a iz iz razloga trenutnog među tečajnog odnosa vegeta, traperice, najlonke i na crno kupljena rumunjska valuta prema tome što namjeravamo kupiti i uraditi. Ujedno imali smo i svoja dva čovjeka za sve potrebne transakcije u Rumunjskoj. Nabava materijala za prodaju i kratka priprema motora oduzela je jedan dan. Spremali smo se krenuti oko 4 sata slijedećeg jutra. Pijesak Zajahali smo prije svitanja računajući na čekanje na granici. Pravac kretanja Pančevo, Vršac Timisoara (Temišvar). U malom selu prije granice kod "Ace Ciganina" kupili smo nešto Rumunjskih leia (leu) po direkt tečaju marke – leji, koji je uvijek bio povoljniji. Na graničnom prijelazu je bila gužva i provlačili smo se pomalo između auta praćeni kišom psovki nezadovoljnih vozača. Naši nisu radili puno problema kod ulaska u Rumunjsku. Rumunjski carinik nas je normalno odmah izdvojio na stranu i tražio da otvorimo torbe na prtljažnicima. Prišao je Škotu dok je otvara torbu, ovaj mu je odmah po otvaranju sa vrha "robe za prodaju" pokupio i pružio dvije kutije Marlbora. Cigarete je strpao u džep brzinom svjetlosti, a torbu samo pretražio rukama koliko je dohvatio. Kada je prišao mojoj već otvorenoj torbi na vrhu robe ga je čekao veliki paket žvakaćih i crveni Ronhill isti su nestali jednakom brzinom i u istom pravcu kao Marlboro. Ubacio je obe ruke u torbu i prepipao sadržaj. Kada se uvjerio da je u pitanju samo standardna šverc roba klimnuo je glavom i bez riječi produžio ka Streli koji je opušteno čekao kod motora računajući na to "kako je krenulo dobro ide". Strelu nije pregledao samo je pitao: "Ima nesto?". Strela odmahnu glavom pružajući kutiju Marlbora. Mahnuo nam je da prođemo i desetak kilograma u srcu lakši, za težinu onog kamena koji je pao, produljismo dalje. Sa tadašnjim Rumunjskim carinicima nikada nisi znao. Većina ih je bila razumna i ako nisi pretjerao sa količinom robe za prodaju pokupili bi što im se nudi (po pravilu roba koje u Rumunjskoj nikako nije bilo ili je bila preskupa) i pustili te dalje. Ponekada bi ti oduzeli kilo dvije vegete ili paket najlonki. Normalno ako si pametan nisi pitao potvrdu već uz kiseli smiješak klimnuo glavom. Sa druge dvije kategorije carinika je bilo gore. Prvi su bili oni koji su kako tako provodili Rumunjski carinski zakon, a što je značilo oduzimanje viška robe ili u najboljem slučaju vraćanje natrag preko granice u jugu. Takvi su bili rijetki. Gori su bili ufurani u posao na svoju ruku. Takvi bi redovito oduzimali 10 – 30% robe po vlastitoj procijeni i potrebi. Ovima neku potvrdu o oduzimanju nisi smio niti pomisliti, a ne tražiti, u protivnom bi palo skidanje do gola i svi mogući pregledi. Kamo je oduzeta roba završavala znali smo samo po pričama "pravih švercera". Roba se jednim djelom podijelila kolegama da šute, a ostatak je raznim kanalima završavao u Rumunjskim zabitima gdje je postizao po 4 – 5 puta veću cijenu nego u velikim gradovima, kamo bi u pravilu rijeka jugo sitnih švercera završila. Socijalistički realizam u Rumunjskoj nije nudio veliki izbor robe. Isto je nadoknadila gomila sitnih jugo švercera. Motore smo parkirali pred velikom robnom kućom i torbe uzeli sa sobom. Robna kuća je imala vlastitu galeriju sa slikama Rumunjskih poznatih i onih manje poznatih umjetnika. Strela je bio u odličnim odnosima sa šefom galerije budući da je pomalo govorio francuski, a šef nije baš pucao od znanja nekog od jugo jezika. Livu nas je dočekao sa osmjehom, vjerojatno mu je zaliha robe malo presušila. Bio je niži i debeo ali mu je sako odijela dobro prikrivao poveći trbuh. Strela se rukovao i nakon par riječi na francuskom mahnuo glavom da prijeđemo u zadnju prostoriju. Po tradiciji prvo smo pokazali robu odnosno vegetu, "Filter 160", najlonke i dva para jeftinih "Beko Lee Cuper" traperica. Klimnuo je glavom, a potom poslagao uza zid desetak slika bez okvira. Strela je jedini imao slikarskog talenta, a i mama mu je predavala likovnu umjetnost u srednjoj strojarskoj. Tako smo nas dva samo stajali u mirisu terpentina i razgledali slikarsku opremu i slike, dok Strela nije završio odabir. Odabrao je pet pejzaža i dvije mrtve prirode. Upitno je pogledao prema meni. Zaključio sam da pejzaži uvijek dobro dođu za dnevni boravak, a one vaze sa cvijećem se budu dobro uklopile u neku blagavaonu. Klimnuh glavom. Sada je slijedio uobičajeni cirkus na kraju kupovine zvani "doplati razliku u markama". Livu je nešto brzo šaputao sa Strelom, a ovaj je odmahivao glavom. Na kraju nakon par minuta prepirke na francuskom Strela dođe polako do mene. "Daj mu dvadeset marona i ništa više". U Rumunjskoj je bilo strogo zabranjeno trgovati ili plaćati stranom devizom pogotovu onom kapitalističkom. Dok sam prilazio Livu Strela i Škot su krenuli malo prema vratima. Plan je bio jednostavan ako bi, ne daj bože, Livu ipak namjestio nešto sa policijom njih dvojica bi napravila gužvu na vratima kod upada drotova, a u međurazdoblju bih ja gurnuo sve marke iza neke slike. Poslije neka dokazuju tko ih je tamo stavio. Nije da nismo vjerovali Livu ali je po našim saznanjima previše šverao i ljubio kapitalističku valutu pa je uvijek mogao pasti i biti prisiljen na suradnju. Normalno one prave se ne bi usudio cinkati ali nas sitne bi rado prodao da izvuče kožu, a u tadašnjoj Rumunjskoj bilo je dovoljno da te nađu sa devizama i neki svjedok da potvrdi da je primio tu i tu količinu. Ako bi devize bile iza slike uvijek smo se mogli vaditi da ih je sam izvadio od tamo i ponudio nama za plaćanje. Sve je prošlo u najboljem redu novac nije niti vidio svijetlo dana kojom brzinom je nestao iz moje ruke kada sam ga samo pokušao pružiti. Roba je isto tako brzo nestala sa stola. Na crno tih dvadeset maraka je vrijedilo deset do dvanaest puta više od službenog tečaja. Klimnuo je glavom i brzo izvadio tri tanke kartonske tube. U svakoj je bilo standardno pakiranje po tri komada jeftinog slikarskog platna umotanog u rolu, a koje je trebalo naknadno rasteći po okviru. Pažljivo je skinuo odabrana platna sa slikama sa ramova. Slijedeća faza je bila da je razdvojio svaku kartonsku tubu, bez otvaranja, na način da je odvojio vanjski sloj izvukao rebrasti izolacijski karton i umjesto njega namotao platna sa slikama. Potom je pažljivo vratio i zaljepio po rubovima vanjski tamnozeleni karton. Pred nama su bile tri tube jeftinog slikarskog platna u original pakiranju. Takvo se često znalo donositi iz Rumunjske. Uvijek sam se divio vještini i brzini kojom je to obavljao, očigledno je isto često radio. Devize i roba na crno budu mu donijele zaradu u višestrukoj vrijednosti slika. Pola sata kasnije smo sjedeli u jedinom kafiću u blizini koji je imao neku glazbu. Rumunjska zabavna glazba sa klasičnog magnetofona, "cassette tape deck" im je bio nedostupan. Pili smo Bacardi i gusti sok, torbe nismo ispuštali ispod sigurnog pritiska potkoljenicama. Ovdje su krađe jugo švercera od strane domaćih spretnih prstiju bile česte. Daljnji plan je bio jasan trebalo nam je malo servisa ali i još po nešto da nas carina pri povratku ne pita za slikarska platna. Doru Bugarin je šefovao u nekoj auto mehaničarskoj radionici u predgrađu. Ovo je već bila pomalo neugodna zona kretanja, što zbog lopova koji su se muvali tražeći jugo švercere da ih preveslaju pri kupovini robe na crno ili organizirano pokradu, što po policiji koja je ganjala prethodne pa je bila prisutna u većem broju. Uobičajeni trik je bio da bi netko od starijih prišao i pitao za vegetu ili cigarete "Ibar". Ako bi žrtva otvorila torbu sa više robe ponudio bi se da otkupi svu robu ali malo manje od uobičajene cijene. Ako bi naivac nasjeo da brzo završi prvi dio posla pa više vremena ima za kupovinu rumunjske robe scenario bi bio jednostavan. Roba bi se pregledala i prebacila u jeftinu torbu koju bi žrtva držala u svojoj ruci. Uslijedilo bi brojanje novca u ruci kupca do dogovorenog iznosa. Isti je prvo slagao u drugu ruku krupne novčanice do blizu iznosa potom bi bio malo suh pa počeo dodavati više sitnih na vrh novca. Sve je izgledalo OK. U trenutku dodavanja sitnih novčanica obično bi prišlo nekoliko klinaca dosadno tražeći da kupi žvakaće. Nastala bi mala gužva. Žrtva bi pažljivo pratila novac i kada bi iznos bio točno nabrojan netko bi iznenada viknu "Policija policija". Klinci bi se razbježali, a kupac drugom rukom dohvatio mac novca i gurnuo ga žrtvi u ruke potom brzo preuzeo torbu i otrčao. Sretni prodavac bi gurnuo novac u džep i brzo se udaljio. Nakon par stotina metara kada se osjećao sigurno izvukao bi novac iz džepa. Umjesto dogovorenog iznosa našao bi samo one sitne novčanice sa vrha kupa novca, spretni kupac je kod guranja novca ka žrtvi u ruci u kojoj je počivao kup zadržao sve krupne novčanice i došao do robe za 5 -10% od ugovorene cijene. Bilo je još trikova ali je ovaj bio najčešći za naivce koje su nepogrešivo znali nanjušiti. Pričalo se i da policajci ponekada znaju biti u dogovoru ali nikada nisam čuo potvrdu tih priči. Doru je bio Rumunjskog porijekla sto posto ali kada nas je prvi put vidio u svojoj auto mehaničarskoj radionici pitao nas je da li smo bugari, tako je ostao Doru Bugarin. Bio je oko pedeset godina srednje visine i žilav. Bratić mu je radio kao šef u obližnjoj trgovini prehrambenim proizvodima pa je za cijeli posao bio premija na lotu. Doru je želio sina ali je samo dogurao do četvrte kćeri kada je žena rekla dosta. Tako je živio u zajednici pet žena i veselio se svakom mlađem muškom društvu vjerojatno sanjajući da bi neostvareni sin dobro izgledao na motoru, a doma bio odlično društvo za muške razgovore. Srdačno se rukovao sa nama i svakog potapšao po ramenu. Sjeli smo u njegov mali ured i stavio je neku mađarsku rakiju od marelice i četiri čaše na stol. Kada smo ispili i zapalili Škot je izvadio iz torbe paket od deset pari najlonki "Pegi", tri jeftina ženska seta make up-a i kilo vegete kao poklon. Doru se široko nasmješio i brzo prebacio robu u ladice stola. Potom smo ponudili ostatak robe na prodaju. Sve je išlo brzo cijena je bila unaprijed poznata. Razgovor je bio specifičan budući da je Doru znao oko stotinjak riječi svih naroda i narodnosti ondašnje Jugoslavije, a uz to i oko stotinjak riječi njemačkog, što je u Rumunjskoj bila rijetkost. Tako sam ja igrao ulogu glavnog prevodioca. Objasnio nam je da bratić ima u trgovini dovoljno salama i sira ali da je malo tanak sa orasima. Tko pita bitno je da ima neke robe za trošak puta. Pitao je za motore. "Standardno odgovorih ali i šminkanje guma". OK možemo na ručak za dva sata sve je spremno. Pustili smo torbe u radionici sa sobom smo ponijeli samo tube sa slikama u malom ruksaku. Dva kilometra dalje bila nam je već poznata gostiona "Cismigui". Šetnja je pojačala glad pa su miješano meso i salata dobili sjajan ukus koji nije kvarilo čak ni loše rumunjsko pivo. Dva sata kasnije sve je bilo spremno. Doru nam je objasnio što je urađeno na servisu sva tri motora dok se pet šest mladih učenika još motalo oko njega. Pustih dvije kutije Ronhilla na stol za dečke. Samo su to čekali. Korektno nam je naplatio servis a potom pokazao na gume. Izgledale su ko nove na sjajnim felgama. "Može prljanje" upitah. Klimnuo je glavom i nešto povikao na rumunjskom. Dva mulca su brzo donijela sandučić sa pijeskom i malo blata. Na gume koje su izgledale kao nove nabacali su malo blata pomješanog sa pijeskom. Sada su gume izgledale kao nove ali malo namjerno uprljane. Ušli smo u ured i ponovno natočili onu rakiju. Doru iz ormara izvadi naše tri torbe i svaku posebno otvori i pokaza sadržaj. OK salama sir i nešto oraha sve ravnomjerno raspoređeno. Razgovor je tekao do kraja druge cigarete. Dovoljno da se ono blato i pijesak dobro osuše. Krenuli smo, svatko je dodao po jednu tubu sa slikama u svoju torbu, čekao nas je prelazak granice i naša carina. Sa slikama podijeljenim u tri paketa mogli smo dobiti dobru novčanu kaznu uz oduzimanje robe ali je pojedinačno bila premala vrijednost za bilo kakvu "krivičnu" to smo znali. Carinik nas je izdvojio kako smo i očekivali. "Pasoš i prometnu molim." Pružih mu zatraženo. Bio je visok suh sa nezainteresiranim izrazom lica, a to nije mirisalo na dobro. Pažljivo je pregledao mašinu motora koja se nakon glancanja sjajila. Obišao je oko motora i zagledao gume. Dok je obilazio skinuh gumene natezače sa prtljažnika i otvorih torbu. Ovlaš je pogledao unutra. Dohvatio je tubu sa platnom i slikama i izvadio je vani. Srce mi poče davati jazz bubnjarski finiš. "Izvadite te gornje salame." Polako izvadih dvije velike salame ispod se ukaza nekoliko manjih i gomila sireva. Ubacio je tubu natrag u torbu i klimnu glavom. "Čekajte". Slična stvar se ponovila i kod Škota. "Kome trebaju ova platna?" Upita. "Cura mi je na akademiji, a kod nas su skupa." Škot je odgovorio nemarno i uvjerljivo. Potrgao je original omot sa kartonskog poklopca i pažljivo malo izvukao prazna platna. Slegao je ramenima i vratio Škotu tubu. Kod Strele je samo pažljivo pregledao motor. "Nove gume i servis motora". Nasmiješio se. "Ne samo servis ali su prali motore pa djeluje kao da..." započeo je Strela. Zaustavio ga je pokretom ruke i uručio mu sva tri pasoša i prometne potom je polako krenuo ka koloni vozila koja je čekala. Dok je odlazio dobacio je. "Slijedeći put neka vam malo bolje zaprljaju gume, a ne ovako pacerski". Mahnuo je rukom ne okrećući se. Prišli smo Streli i uzeli svoju dokumentaciju. Polako smo krenuli. Par kilometara od granice smo se počeli utrkivati. Raspoloženje je bilo očito. Život je bio lijep. Usporili smo nakon desetak minuta i produljili normalnim ritmom vožnje. Pala mi je na pamet priča o pijesku koju sam pročitao u nekom "Start-u". Negdje sredinom pedesetih godina jedan pogranični stanovnik je prelazio iz Italije u Švicarsku na rad svaki dan tamo i nazad. Prelazio je vlakom ali često je išao i prljavim biciklom. Običan tvornički radnik uljudan i fin na granici. Problem za carinike je nastao kada se prvi put pojavio iz Švicarske sa torbom pijeska na prtljažniku bicikla. Pregledali su dobro pijesak ali nisu ništa našli. Priča se produljila kada bi lik na svom prljavom biciklu išao u Švicarsku nije nosio ništa ali kada bi se vraćao nosio je torbu pijeska. Pijesak su pregledali, slali na analizu i na kraju popizdili pregledali su detaljno radnika rastavili bicikl i nisu našli ništa. Isti je dao objašnjenje da nešto zida doma i da uz put nabavi malo pijeska. Nisu ništa pitali dalje, a priča sa pijeskom je išla još neko vrijeme. Svaki treći ili četvrti povratak je bila torba pijeska na biciklu. Ponekada je i u vlaku imao torbu pijeska na povratku. Digli su ruke nakon još par pokušaja da ga uhvate. Prošlo je par godina, a radnik je sada već prelazio granicu u malenom Fiatu ali bez pijeska. Standard je u poslijeratnoj Evropi porastao. Jedan stari carinik ga je dobro pamtio. Jednog dana je ovlaš pregledao njegov Fiat 500 vratio mu pasoš i upitao ga: "Daj mi molim te, sada reci što ti je značio onaj pijesak prije par godina, samo mi reci što si švercao i nikada te više neću gnjaviti?" Radnik ga je pogledao i odgovorio: "Pa bicikl." Dodao sam gas i zaobišao Škota čekao sam da Strela obiđe obojicu. Idemo li na slijedeći nastavak? Kaj se čeka ????? Da al bar za 1/4 kraci jer kad vidim ovako dugo neda mi se citati ,bolje vise nastavak a krace :bang: da da da :D :D :D ne triba krače, čak i ovo malo bude kad se uživiš :aplauz: :aplauz: :aplauz: :aplauz: Dodao sam gas i zaobišao Škota čekao sam da Strela obiđe obojicu. Pravac Hamburg Dodao sam gas i zaobišao Škota čekao sam da Strela obiđe obojicu. Pravac Hamburg Prelazili smo most i prilazili Zemunu. Od "Brankovog mosta" do zemuna je vodila široka brza cesta sa dvije trake u svakom smjeru. Sa strane je bio drvored i pločnik. Uvijek sam se osjećao posebno kada sam se vraćao u Zemun. Nije to bila stara priča o sukobu "Zemunaca" i "Beograđana" ili još češće onih sa "Novog beograda" kao produljenja Beograda, a koji je nakon drugog rata prešao Savu te primio u svoje okrilje masu novokomponiranih radnika iz raznih krajeva. Jednostavno bio je to povratak doma. Povratak u široke ravno ustrojene ulice i drvorede još od doba Austrije, u starom dijelu grada i uredno posložene kuće i zgrade u novom. Povratak u svoje okruženje. Povratak u pravila igre koja sam poznavao. Trebalo je otići do Tileta i uvaliti slike. Prije toga se trebalo riješiti onih salama i sireva uz solidnu zaradu koja bi pokrila sve troškove puta i dio troška slika. Cilj je bio poznat, još iz dogovora sa zadnje pauze na "Jugo Petrolovoj" benzinskoj. Vozili smo prvo ka Staroj Pazovi. Trebala nam je prodaja robe odmah ako smo mislili krenuti "čim prije". Izbor je pao na pouzdanog kupca vlasnika gostione "Stara Polja". Od zadnje pauze sam vodio grupu. Prošli smo kroz centar Zemuna pa pravac starom cestom prema staroj Pazovi. Pazova je također nakon rata doživjela podjelu na staru i novu, hebiga. Trebalo je još trideset kilometara noćne vožnje ali vrijeme je bilo pogodno za posao, vlasnik je bio uvijek nazočan nakon deset navečer. Sudionik iz 71 Gostiona "Stara Polja" se nalazila između stare i nove Pazove uz cestu prema Novom Sadu i drugim krajem ceste povezana sa auto cestom Beograd - Zagreb. Raj za kamiondžije. Svake večeri se služio roštilj i obavezni grah uz zvuke novokomponirane narodne glazbe i tuljenje pjevaljki sa "velikim balkonima" u izazovnim minicama. Vlasnik gostione Domagoj je imao neku frku tijekom "Hrvatskog proljeća" 1971 godine. Ja sam bio još "klinac" pa nisam znao koliko i kako je to išlo. Kasnije sam doznao iz priča da je "puno pričao što ne treba" pa je završio par godina "na hlađenju". Normalno izgubio je posao u "Insa proizvodnja satova i precizne mehanike", gdje je radio kao pogonski inžinjer. Kasnije nije mogao naći posao u "društvenom sektoru" pa se prebacio u privatne poduzetnike. Otvorio je gostionu i prilagodio je kamiondžijama i sitnim kriminalcima iz okolice Pazove i Zemuna. Poznavao je klijentelu "u dušu" pa je uvijek nastojao imati "zgodnu pjevaljku narodnjaka" i dobar orkestar. Posao je išao, pa je unatoč "presiji komunjara" imao dobru kuću i dobar auto. Pravi dokaz uspjeha jakog duha. Jedan dio zarade je potjecao od robe "na crno". Kamiondžije su često iz inozemstva donosile tada dosta skupe HiFi uređaje renomiranih marki i raznu drugu robu. Kada bi popili koju više, a sisata pjevaljka počela plesati na stolu nije se puno gledalo na trošak. Obično nakon koje pive više, bili su raspoloženi i za "skratiti posao sa robom na crno". Domagoj je sve kupovao po najpovoljnijoj cijeni. Pjevaljka bi u pauzi sjela za stol kamiondžije ili švercera koji bi napomenuo da ima nešto prodati i povela neobvezan razgovor. Domagoj bi prišao nakon desetak minuta i naručio piće "na račun kuće" za prodavača i pjevaljku. Potom bi krenuli neki razgovori oko toga što se nudi i koja je cijena. Naravno u nazočnosti velikih sisa i očaravajućeg osmjeha prodavatelj je bio daleko mekši. U kritičnom trenutku pjevaljka bi rekla da je pauza gotova i vratila se na binu. Prvu pjesmu bi posvetila svom novom poznaniku. Lik je bio već mekan i na već spuštenu cijenu "kako se ne bi sramotio pred damom" bi dopustio novo sniženje. Domagoj je tako dolazio do robe povoljno. Ista bi kasnije drugim kanalima kamiondžija i sumnjivih likova završila u unutrašnjosti Vojvodine i Srbije gdje je imala veću cijenu. Ubacili smo motore na veliki parking blizu ulaza, uz glazbu poznatih novokomponiranih hitova poput "Otišo si sarmu probo nisi". Škot i Strela su ostali sa motorima dok sam se ja zaputio u "Stara Polja". Odmah po ulasku mi je bilo jasno da se "polako podiže tenzija". Pjevačica je pomalo plesala i pjevala neko zapomaganje o ljubavi dok je harmonikaš klečao ispred njenih zanosnih oblina i rastezao kao lud. U zadimljenoj unutrašnjosti nije bilo jasno da li pjevaljka orkestar i razglas rade veću buku ili likovi koji udaraju bocama o stol, vrište "Too cuuuro!" i psihološki "režu žile". Prišao sam ravno šanku naslonio se i počekao da me Rade, šef sale, snimi. Prišao je nakon par pogleda. "Večer Djoni što piješ?" Odmahnuh glavom. "Ništa sorry, reci je Doms tu? Trebam ga." Okrenuo se ka konobarici koja je upravo istovarila brdo praznih boca pive na šank. "Mileva odi do gazde i reci da ga Djoni Zemunac treba." Ista je umorno slegla ramenima i uputila se uz stube iza šanka. Rade je uzeo čašu i ubacio jedan hit točene pive. Popunilo je oko četvrtinu ostalo do vrha je bila pjena. Stavio je na šank ispred mene i uz istu dodao pepeljaru. "Dok čekaš." Osmijehnuo se, a potom ponovno počeo nadgledati situaciju u cijeloj gostioni. Gazdino "oko sokolovo" u svom gnjezdu iza šanka. Organizator večernje ludnice i sudac za sva radna mjesta u gostionici, izuzev normalno onih na kojima su gazdine ljubavnice. Uvijek je bio ljubazan prema meni više nego prema drugima ali nikada mi nije "ležao". Stigao sam do pola cigarete kada je došao Domagoj. Udario me po ramenu i nasmješio se. "Večer Djoni kojim dobrom?" Pokušao je nadglasati buku. Bio je za glavu niži od mojih 195 ali skladno građen i "panterskih pokreta". Crna kosa mu je bila kratko podšišana i uredno začešljana unazad. Nikada nije odavao dojam lika koji je ljigav, a još manje onoga sa kojim bi se zajebavao a i ta cigareta u kutu usana mu je dobro stajala. Mahnuo je "oku sokolovom" ali sam ga prekinuo rukom. Nije mi se pilo "na račun kuće", žurilo mi se. "Vidi salame i sir iz Rumunjske, trebaš?" Otpuhnuo je dim. "Koliko?" Slegoh ramenima. "Što ja znam 25-30 kg ne manje kada izdvojimo malo za doma." Klimnuo je glavom. "Donesite na zadnji ulaz". Pet minuta kasnije smo stajali ispred stola u zadnjoj prostoriji. Na stolu je ležao sadržaj tri torbe. Izdvojili smo po salamu i sir "za mamu" te nešto za "kod Tileta" i pustili u torbama. Domagoj je odmjerio stol. Njemu nije trebala vaga. Znali smo da u glavi skoro u gram zna koja je količina u pitanju. "OK 250 maraka zadnja." Odmahnuh glavom. "U redu ali bez oraha." Pogledao me upitno. Znao je da sam ja u ekipi "poslovni pregovarač". "Reci." Počekao sam malo i izbacio. "Tristo i dvadeset sve skupa". Odmjerio je orahe. "Tristo." Klimnuh glavom. Izvadio je novčanik i pružio prema meni dvije novčanice po sto i dvije po pedeset malo raširene da se vidi boja i iznos. Pokupih lovu i spremih je u gornji džep jakne. Domagoj me udari po ramenu. "Dečki može piće i koji ćevap na račun kuće." Odmahnuh glavom. "Hvalka Doms žurimo." Prislonio mi je ruku na rame i povukao me malo na stranu. "Daj Djoni nikada ne ostaneš na cugi." Škot je po ocu bio Mađar sa primjesama njemačke krvi, a po majci Hrvat. Nije mnogo držao do neke nacionalnosti izuzev što je bio katolik. Strela je bio još veći miks budući da je uz sve krvne primjese Škota posjedovao i Češke krvi po jednoj baki. Ja sam bio skoro pa čisti Hrvat, ako se izuzme četvrtina Mađarske krvi po baki sa očeve strane. Nije mi bilo čudno što sam ga interesirao više od Strele i Škota. Pljesnuo me je po ramenu i produljio tiho "Vidiš koje je sranje u politici i ekonomiji, opusti se malo, uživaj, tko zna što će biti." Namignuo je. Nasmiješih se. "Ne znam Doms mene izuzev ..." Prekinuo me je klimanjem glave i podrugljivim tonom. "Gitare i motora ništa drugo ne zanima. To ponavljaš od kada te znam. Vjerojatno i tebi smeta moja prošlost." Zavrtio je glavom i odmahnuo rukom. "Sretno dečki." To je bio znak da je svaki daljnji razgovor završen. Krenuli smo polako vani. Dok smo hodali prema motorima Strela nije izdržao. "Daj Djoni uvijek si tvrd prema njemu, a nije neki loš lik." Strela nije dobro podnosio glad, a ono miješano meso u Rumunjskoj je bilo prije dosta vremena. Vjerojatno su mu ćevapi i pivo dobro zvučali. "Ne znam Strela samo mi je čudno da on i dalje sere protiv sustava i vani je, dok poneki koji počnu pomalo srati sa njim znaju završiti pokoji mjesec "na hlađenju"." Vjerojatno sam zvučao pomalo grubo. "Poneki kažeš, ti poneki seru i na drugim mjestima gdje stignu pa nije ni čudo što ih pokupe." Strelin glas je zvučao pomalo uvređeno. Zatezao sam skoro praznu torbu na prtljažnik. Nisam želio biti grub. Škot je mudro ostao tih. Skoro nikada se nije miješao u rasprave ovog tipa između mene i Strele. Pokupio sam kacigu sa upravljača i zajahao motor. Bilo mi je krivo. Nisam želio nikoga uvrijediti. Okrenuh se prema Streli koji je još petljao oko kacige. "Slušaj, bratić tvoga starog je želio otvoriti kafić prije četiri godine i još nije dobio dozvolu, nije ti čudno?" Nastojao sam to reći pomirljivim tonom. Upalilo je. Strela je konačno raspetljao kacigu od upravljača i pogledao me. "Nije vjerojatno podamazao vijak koji je trebao." Odmahnuh glavom. "Podmazao je i to više i sam znaš. Samo je ne baš podoban jer kada se napije ponekad viče "Živio Maček", pa je popušio i koji dan pržuna." Strela je zajahao. "Ok imaš pravo može i to biti." Klimnuh glavom i pogledah ga. "Domagoj je imao još goru situaciju i godinu nakon povratka iz zatvora dobio dozvolu da otvori gostionu. Razmisli." Navukao sam kacigu i startao. Polako smo krenuli sa parkinga. Tileta sam nazvao iz prve javne govornice. Javio se raspoložen. Ma može samo je Ervin kod njega i upravo gledaju Monty Python-ov "Život Brajanov". Ervin ili Ekica je bio Tiletov najbolji frend i lumen iz matematike. Parkirali smo ispod stare zgrade i zaputili se stubama ka potkrovlju. Škot je pokucao na vrata. Otključao je Ervin. Ravni prozor prema krovu je bio otvoren. "Upadajte." Tileta nije bilo. Atelje je bio u pravom stilu. Pod je bio prekriven toplim podom od zida do zida. Jastučići su bili razbacani na sve strane. Više od pola prostorije su pokrivale dovršene i nedovršene slike i slikarska oprema. U jednom kutu je bio prastari električni štednjak, hladnjak i sudoper. Dva ormara su vjerojatno pripadala nekoj društvenoj firmi u bolje dane. Ipak zidovi su bili dobro oličeni u bijelo i uvijek je izgledalo čisto na prvi pogled. Na improviziranoj polici u drugom kutu je ležalo staro Toshiba pojačalo i gramofon. Na podu je počivao stari crno bijeli TV, a sada je pored njega počivao i video rekorder "Orion". Scene na TV-u su bile iz nekog serijala "Leteći cirkus Monty Pythona". Samo crno bijele. Na dva metra od TV-a su bili postavljeni improvizirani ležajevi od spužvi presvučenih nekim materijalom. Prostor okolo ispunjen sa par jastučića. Ervin je pokazao na jstučiće i dodao još tri čaše uz postojeće dvije, prepunu pepeljaru i polupraznu bocu vinjaka. Spustismo se na pod, boca krenu od ruke do ruke. Nakon 400 km na motorima bilo je udobno napola ležati na podu i oslanjati se na jastučiće sa čašom u ruci. Otpih gutljaj Rubinovog vinjaka i zapalih cigaretu. Tiletova glava se iznenada pojavi u okviru onog prozora. Ubacio se u sobu jednim spretnim zahvatom za rubove prozora i protresao glavom. "Luđaci u ovoj sobi se razmnožavaju. Pustio sam jednog, a zatekao četvoricu. Vjerojatno jednostanična razdioba." Škot mu nazdravi čašom. Ja sam se pravio kao da me uznemirava komarac pa sam mahnuo rukom oko glave. Tile se spusti na drugi ležaj u neki sjedeći Joga položaj. Iz gornjeg džepa košulje je izvadio najlonsku vrećicu i počeo motati joint. Skužih da zlihu trave krije negdje na krovu, a u ateljeu drži samo količinu za "tekuću uporabu". Tko je bio siguran od bilo kakvog pretresa prostorija. Mala količina korisnik, a ne diler. Spavalo mi se ali sam čekao da prvi počne. Nakon što je duboko uvukao dva dima dodao je joint Škotu koji mu je bio najbliži. "Imate nešto ili ste samo navratili?" Počekao sam da joint napravi krug i dođe do mene povukao dubok udah i ispuštajući dim digao se na lakat i dodao joint Tiletu. "Sedam komada, dva puta mrtva priroda i pet pejzaža." Povukao je ponovno dva dima i ugasio ostatak u pepeljari. "Idemo vidjeti što to vrijedi." Strela pruži ruku i dohvati torbu. Polako je otvorio i izvukao tri kartonske tube. Svaku je položio na pod iza svoje glave udobno smještene na dva jastučića i produljio gledati Monty Pythone. Sekundu kasnije Tile je stručno otvorio omote tuba i izvukao slike. Pažljivo ih je položio u drugi dio prostorije na pod i polako razgledao jednu po jednu. Znao sam da ocjenjuje koliko stil odgovara potpisu Boriss, izmišljenjom liku za njegovu laku lovu. Vratio se i sjeo na ležaj ponovno motajući joint. "Uzimam sve izuzev one koju sam pustio po strani. Pejzaž je usrano kičast. Koliko?" Otpih gutljaj vinjaka više da se pripremim nego radi efekta. "Devetsto pedeset sve skupa." Odmahnuo je glavom. "Osamsto bez onog pejzaža nije loš za tvoju mamu kao poklon ali meni ne sliči na Borisa." Dodao mi je joint. Poako povukoh dim i proslijedih isti Škotu. "Osamsto i sedamdeset svih sedam zadnja cijena." Znao je iz iskustva da se ne zajebavam. Davno na početku je "išao do kraja", pa smo lošije slike prodali na buvljaku, kako smo zvali tržnicu rabljene robe, a bolje kod Jove pjesnika i Đoke biznismena. Malo smo zaradili ali nismo bili u gubitku, gubitnik je bio on. Klimnuo je glavom. "OK Djoni, samo pazi, kada se vaše društvo rasturi nećeš imati puno prijatelja, previše voliš lovu." Pogledah ga. "Mislio sam da si mi i ti prijatelj." Gledao me malo dulje. "Jesam ali u pravu si prijateljstvo za prijateljstvo, a sir prodajem za lovu." Ustao je bez riječi i smotao platna, potom je ponovno nesato na krovu. Kada se vratio pružio mi je smotuljak sa osamsto sedamdeset maraka i zamotao novi joint. Pitao sam se da li i lovu krije na krovu ili je samo trebao dodatnog opuštanja nakon pregovora. Upitno me pogledao. "Ostajete noćas? Imamo pet kazeta Monty Python-a i Benny Hill-a te još dvije boce vina?" Klimnuh glavom i mahnuh Streli. Jedva je dočekao, digao se sa poda izvukao jedan sir i salamu iz torbe i zaputio ka improviziranoj kuhinji. "Imaš kruha i čiste tanjure?" Tile je podigao palac prema meni, a potom dobacio. "Strela tanjuri i kruh su ispod sudopera, a u hladnjaku ima paradajza." Strela klimnu glavom otvori svoj preklopni nož i baci se na posao. Pet minuta kasnije uz onu bocu vinjaka su ležala dva tanjura rezane slame i sira tanjur rezanog kruha i tanjur rezane rajčice. Strela je već žvakao pozamašan sendvič koji si je napravio dok je rezao hranu. Ervin je otišao do ormara te donio bocu vina "Navipovo crno" i tri deke sivo maslinaste boje. Svakome od nas je dobacio po jednu deku, a potom otvorio vino. Nakon par minuta žvakanja Tile upita. "Kome ste uvalili ostatak robe?" Volio je Rumunjske salame i sir, a zamjetio je da je Strela više od polovice sira i salame spremio u njegov hladnjak, "da mu se nađe". Škot dobaci preko zalogaja. "Stara Polja, Domagoj. Sada vjerojatno kamiondžije za "hladni narezak" plaćaju deset puta više od nabavne cijene." Tile klimnu glavom proguta zalogaj i odgovori. "Oduvijek je mirisao na udbaša ali je zato siguran za posao njega milkani neće ganjati." Ovo je bilo čudno. Tile je bio porijeklom Srpsko Hrvatsko Slovačka mješavina i tako se i držao. Nikada nije pilio ništa o politici i izbjegavao je svaku nacionalnu temu. "Kako to misliš?" Upitah prekidajući žvakanje. Umjesto Tileta odgovori Ervin. "Tata moje bivše cure je jedno vrijeme bio upravnik jednog odjela u jednom od onih zatvora." Zastao je da proguta zalogaj. Naše tri glave se okrenuše prema njemu. Otpio je gutljaj crnog iz čaše i produljio. "E pa Domagoj je već nakon godinu i pol dana u zatvoru, postao šef u zatvorskom pogonu za proizvodnju keramičkih pločica i imao posebnu ćeliju za sebe. To su mogli samo pokajnici koji su pristali na suradnju, kaže. Zato ga vjerojatno danas milkani ne stišću mnogo oko šverc robe, ima leđa u onima iz sigurnosti." Pogledao sam Strelu. Slegao mi je ramenima u stilu "što sam ja znao". To je ujedno bio i kraj razgovora o politici kod ove dvojice. Uvijek su se držali dalje od tih tema i igrali po pravilima predgrađa naročito poštivajući ono osnovno "gledaj samo svoja posla". Obavijest su nam dostavili po prijateljskoj osnovi, a i zato što su znali da smo uvijek gledali svoja posla. Domagoj je tuđi problem. Umotao sam se u deku i dodao još jedan jastučić ispod glave, nije mi se ustajalo i vozilo doma, pomalo sam drijemao. Tile započe priču o svom zadnjem posjetu izložbi slika u Osijeku, znali smo da je u pitanju neki smiješan događaj. Netko je donio bocu vode iz hladnjaka i stavio je nadohvat svima. Na ekranu, Beny Hill je upravo tapšao svog malog kompanjona po glavi i gledao za jednom sisatom plavušom u halterima. Počinjala je ugodna noć. Dvadeset godina kasnije sam sjedio sa jednim poznanikom u Gradskoj Kavani u Zagrebu. Ovaj je radio u Hrvatskim sigurnosnim službama na početku rata i kasnije. Tada je već bio u mirovini ali je vodio neki sitan privatni biznis, tako smo se i upoznali. Dobro smo se uklopili na prvi pogled. Bio je također "dečko iz kvarta", a moja žena je uvijek govorila da se sa takvima dobro skužim. Ne znam kako smo došli na temu "onih koji su radili za udbaše" ali nabacih mu bez spominjanja imena i puno detalja situaciju sa Domagojem, samo kao primjer "da smo i mi imali slične provokatore". Dugo me promatrao i upitao. "Slušaj je možda taj vaš bio iz Stare Pazove?" Kimnuh glavom zbunjen, premalo sam rekao za to da donese takav zaključak. "Zvao se Domagoj?". Oklijevao sam malo, ostalo je još u meni onoga "gledaj svoja posla". Nasmiješio se. Pročitao me što obzirom na posao koji je radio i nije bilo čudno. "Budi bez brige sada ima drugi identitet i vani je među našima iz dijaspore, mi smo mu pomogli." Šutio sam, pitati za detalje takvih stvari uopće nije bilo pametno. Ostalo je u meni ono "što se manje petljaš gdje ti nije mjesto time imaš manje glavobolje." Otpio je gutljaj kave uz smješak i produljio. "Ne bih ti rekao niti riječi ali ona druga strana sve zna o njemu, a on je siguran, pa ne bih volio da živiš u zabludi." Zapalio je cigaretu i puhnuo dim. "Pred početak rata već je radio za nas, jednostavno nije mogao protiv sebe. Oni drugi su mu samo djelomično vjerovali pa je ubrzo pokupio ženu i djecu i prešao u Hrvatsku. Radi sigurnosti smo ga poslije prebacili vani. Čovijek je u jednom razdoblju jednostavno prihvatio igru onih iz udbe. Dao bi im povremeno ponekoga koji je nešto sitno lajao ali koliko mi znamo taj bi dobio do tri četiri mjeseca zatvora, ne više, znaš onaj sustav, tek da ga zastraše da šuti. Sa druge strane uvijek bi im javio za krupnije kriminalce koji su do jučer bili bez love, a danas kod njega u gostioni častili ekipu pićem. Taj miks ga je držao da bude koristan i djelomično su mu vjerovali. Za nas je ipak odigrao par dobrih rola na početku. Povezao se sa našima u DB-u još krajem osamdesetih. Kada je postalo opasno organizirali smo mu da se prebaci kod nas potom negdje u inozemstvo pod novim identitetom. Nikoga nije uništio koliko znamo, samo je tu i tamo netko od onih koji ionako nisu pazili gdje što pričaju dobio malo po prstima. Prijavio bi ih za priču uz mišljenje da ne organiziraju ništa. Kada zbrojiš puno više nam je koristio na kraju, izlažući riziku sebe i obitelj, nego što je štete napravio." Ostao sam zbunjen. Ne zbog onoga što sam čuo već iz saznanja da je i Domagoj u većem dijelu "gledao svoja posla" koliko je mogao, odnosno biznis u gostioni i laku lovu. Da li je prekoračio granicu "cinkajući" obične ljude koji bi popili koju više nisam znao. Na kraju je riskirao sve što je imao za nešto u što je na početku života vjerovao. Nisam mu želio suditi u sebi, isto tako nisam ga ni opravdavao. Zaključio sam da ipak nije do kraja igrao po pravilima. Pitanje morala oko svega prepustio sam drugima. Pravac Hamburg Ušao sam kod Benny-ja i odmjerio klijentelu. Samo trojica, nije ni čudo u 11 sati ujutro. Za šankom su bila dva lika iz Novog Beograda i gnjavili Marka. Jova pjesnik je sjedio sam za stolom i pisao nešto na žutom papiru iz mesnice. Polako sam prilazio šanku. Jova me snimio. "Ej Djoni!" Mahnuh mu rukom dok sam odmjeravao one likove za šankom. Jedan mi je bio poznat "Aca psina", strojni tokar i službeno ne baš uspješan bokser, a neslužbeno "šampion". Normalno šampion je bio samo za svoje članove iz ekipe, gdje je i bio "zamjenik" glavnog. Sitna banda sa Novog Beograda narajcana da su "pravi dečki". Sa njima nikada nismo bili u sukobu ali djelovali su kao da su popili malo više. Aca je upravo pričao Marku. "Znaš onaj. Žali se Zemunac: Kad god jebem peku me oči. Prokleti suzavac za samoobranu." Lik do njega je uvlakački prasnuo u smijeh. Nije mi bio poznat ali po uvlakačkom stilu je očigledno bio tek pripravnik u bandi. Naslonio sam se na drugi kraj šanka i pogledao Marka. Dok je brzo prilazio davao mi je znak rukom koja onim kretenima nije bila vidljiva. Nedvojbeno je pokret na dolje značio "budi miran nije bitno". Osmijehnuo sam se, trenutno i nije bilo bitno, došao sam drugim poslom. Ee al zbilja vrh pises... To ti imas cili roman?? :aplauz: :aplauz: :occasion: :aplauz: :occasion: Slažem se vrh pisanje, samo sporo hehe Salu na stranu, odlično procitao sam u jednom dahu i cekam, cekam, cekam.... :-) Hvala Trisha i Gastro, prvi dio je napisan i ima oko 110 stranica, drugi dio se piše. Bilo bi mi drago da se javi još poneko sa kojom kritikom, izuzev one o proredu. ovdje na forumu mi malo posloži tekst "po svome" ali mislim da sam skužio kako kopirati na pravi način. Ako se nekome sviđa pisanje to doživljavam da mislimo na sličan način :D uglavnom svaki komentar dobro došao (kritike isto tako) :smoke: Ja se ozbiljno preplacujem za cili roman :) masu gluposti procitam pa bi bilo super za promjenu novo kvalitetno proitat :) Djoni, odusevljen sam pricom jer je prica iz tvog, kao i mog vremena i prepoznajem sebe u mnogo čemu. Nijesam mlad i lijep kao Trisha ali očigledno da je stivo za sve generacije :uupss: :occasion: :occasion: :occasion: :occasion: :occasion: Jel potrebno uopće što reči? Najbolje da bubneš odmah u neki od ebook formata kako bi imali što raditi na godišnjem odmoru. Dobar si.. tematika odlična.. samo rokaj... Sent from my Mobikita! :natak2: me (http://www.cosgan.de/images/midi/tiere/g060.gif) (http://www.cosgan.de/smilie.php) ak ste vi svi skupa normalni :smoke: Pravac Hamburg Osmijehnuo sam se, trenutno i nije bilo bitno, došao sam drugim poslom. Naslonio se na šank. "Djoni ti si uvijek bio hladne glave, ostani miran, molim te. Pusti ona dva kretena, imao sam tuču u objektu prošlog mjeseca, zatvoriće me ako ponovno bude frke." Klimnuh glavom uz kiseli osmjeh. "Nemaš frku Mark, samo sam te došao pitati da li bi nam posudio neku od tvojih auto karti, znaš da putujemo do Hmburga?" Klimnuo je glavom. "Nema problema, samo moram naći, dođi večeras." "Poslaću Škota ja imam još posla. Oko sedmice, može?" Nasmiješio se u olakšanju, izgleda da je i on znao za onu tuču od prije pet godina između Ace psine i mene. "Ma čim odu idem potražiti. Onaj kreten Psina je ponovo kupio rabljenog fiću pa sad kao slavi." Šaputao je brzo. Klimnuh glavom. "Trebaš pomoć sa njima?" "Ne, dolaze mi Čerkez i Pacov za desetak minuta najkasnije." Čerkez je bio Markov najbolji prijatelj samo za razliku od Psine on doista i je osvojio tri puta za redom prvo mjestu u natjecanju u amaterskom boksu u Novom Sadu. Uz sve to je znao i nekoliko džudo zahvata pa je bio jebeno neugodan ako bi ga netko nagazio. U ostalom je bio "pravi dečko i ljudina". Pacov je vodio amatersku ekipu u hrvanju slobodnim stilom i često sparingovao sa Čerkezom. Klimnuh glavom. "Je Psina i ovog fikusa ofarbao u crno?" "Naravno." Namignuo mi i pljesnuo me po ramenu. Pišalo mi se ali nisam htio odlaskom do wc-a izazivati vraga. Frka mi nije trebala, sutra smo mislili krenuti. Kraj je proljeća i dovoljno toplo. Krenuo sam prema izlazu, za sada je sve izgledalo u redu, Psina me bacio na Ignore. Sve mi je i bilo logično. Ovaj dio Zemuna je bio teritorij Doka i Smrde. Međutim Dok je završio "na godišnjem" dobro pažen, a još bolje čuvan u nekom od zatvora. Smrda je prije tjedan dana doživio prometnu i ležao u bolnici na Bežanijskoj Kosi. Po pričama ostat će još dosta u bolnici. "Kajmani" kako je sebe nazivao Acin čopor su nanjušili situaciju da se malo "kurče" dok velike morske psine nisu u igri. Ostatak Dokove grupe su činila tri lika sa gomilom mišića "koje je lakše bilo preskočiti nego zaobići". Ovi se nisu usudili ništa poduzimati dok šef ili zamjenik nisu u igri. Prošao sam pored Jove i namignuo mu. Nasmješio se. Naša ekipa je bila jedna od rijetkih koja nije tjerala sprdnju sa njim, a on je to cijenio. Po definiciji je bio teška kukavica, a po lječničkim nalazima lud. Sve je djelovalo ok kada sam začuo Psinu iza sebe. "Djoni nećeš popiti u čast mog novog auta?" Počelo je, ipak nije moglo proći "tek tako". Polako se okrenuh. Aca je bio za glavu niži od mene ali "nabijen" mišićima. Imao je pomalo krive noge i lice koje je podsjećalo na buldoga, zato su ga i zvali Aca Buldog ili još češće Aca Psina. Okrenuo se i leđima naslonio na šank, podupirući se laktovima o rubove. Gledao je u mene. Slegnuh ramenima. "Čestitam ali danas dosta vozim pa ne pijem ništa." Sada se i onaj mali debeli pobočnik oslonio leđima uz šank promatrajući me sa zajedljivim osmjehom. Njemu je izledalo kao da počinje psihopatska zabava. Aca se uputio iza šanka i dohvatio bocu šljivovice i čašu. Promatrao sam ga kako se vraća i stavlja čašu od dva deci na šank potom je do pola puni rakijom. Naklonio se i ponovno leđima oslonio na šank. "Popij jednu u čast moga novog auta toliko mi duguješ kao prijatelju." Pomislih da bi rađe bio prijatelj nekoj morskoj psini nego njemu, od ovog prvog sam znao što mogu očekivati ali ovaj drugi je imao problem nedostatka osobnosti. Iza njihovih leđa Marko me molećivo gledao no stajao je odmah do kase. Iz prethodnih sličnih situacija sam znao da iza kase ima olovni bokser i da je "zajeban igrač" ako dođe do frke. Polako sam prišao šanku pazeći da između mene i Psine ostane veći razmak kako me ne bi mogao iznenada udariti. Još je stajao naslonjen na šanka uživajući u trenutku slave pred onim malim debilom. Popio sam gutljaj i vratio čašu na šank. "Sretno sa autom." Nastojao sam ovo reći normalnim tonom. Polako sam se okrenuo i pošao prema vratima. hebiga valjda će ga to zadovoljiti. Nisam želio Marku raditi frku, a i meni samom nije trebala. Bio sam na pola puta do vrata kada se proderao. "Vraćaj se i poloči to do kraja jebem te šuntava." Ovaj put sam se brzo okrenuo. Još kod okreta sam se prebacio u manji raskorak kako bih brzo mogao povuči jednu nogu i prijeći u gard. "Natjeraj me!" Psina nije stigao reagirati Jova je iznenada skočio. "Deečki da čujete moju novu pjesmu." Podigao je onaj komad papira iz mesnice i započeo uz smješnu gestikulaciju. "Dunave Dunave ja tebe molim Dunave Dunave ti mene ne moliš Dunave Dunave JA TEBE MOLIM opadni ..." "Umukni luđače ludi pi..%..a ti materina." Proderao se Psina. Dograbio je čašu ispred sebe i bacio je u Jovinom pravcu. Razbila se do njegovih nogu. Uplašeno je poskočio. Pišalo mi se. Jova je stajao zbunjen. Želio je malo izigravati budalu i na taj način smiriti situaciju i pomoći mi. Nisam od njega očekivao toliku privrženost. Jova nije loše postupio. Psihopati su voljeli ponižavati ga raznim komentarima pogotovu kada malo više popiju. Samo Psina nije dovoljno popio. "Jovo gubi se odavde. A ti Djoni dođi i poliži ovo sa šanka, poslije ću ti dosuti još." Psina je bio u navali bijesa. Jova je pogledao u mene pa u pivsku bocu na stolu za kojim je sjedio. Nije me želio napustiti i vjerojatno mu se muvalo po zbunjenom mozgu da bi možda mogao uporabiti bocu kada je već tako mršav i sitan. Kratko sam skrenuo pogled i namignuo Jovi. Nastojao sam da mi glas bude mekan i ugodan kako bih ga smirio. "Idi Jovo molim te ovo nije tvoj problem." Jova me pogledao i polako se uputio ka izlazu. Kada je zatvorio vrata za sobom čuli smo ga kako trči. Sada nas je bilo dva na dva. Nije bilo sumnje da su znali da je Marko "moj igrač" budući da se onaj mali debeli okrenuo prema Marku. Ovaj je stajao prekriženih ruku desna šaka mu je bila prekrivena nadlakticom lijeve. Znao sam da već ima bokser u šaci. Psina je polako posegao rukom iza leđa i ispod jakne izvukao olovnu cijev. Onaj mali debeli je ispod jakne izvukao komad lanca i zavrtio ga. Bili su u prednosti, ja nisam imao ništa, Marko nije mogao do svoje cijevi, bila je na drugom kraju šanka. Psina se zločesto cerio. "Sada se vraćaj nazad i poliži ovo, kasnije ti dospem još." Pogledao je malog debelog. "Ti drži Marksa na oku i ako pokuša izvući nešto od onih svojih stvarčica daj mu malo Engelsa po glavi." Grohotom se nasmijao svome vicu. Polako sam se povukao u gard. Čak i da popijem sve što natoči ovaj luđak će me iscipelariti. Bilo je jasno. Željeli su malo proširiti nadzor nad teritorijem i lupiti reket Marku, a na žalost ja sam mu dobro došao za to i još bolje da poravna staru sramotu. Pišalo mi se. Brzo sam pogledao u pravcu Jovine boce od pive i odustao. Nisam znao sa tim. Godinama sam bio u "Wing Tchun-u" i bio sam dobar sa šakama. Računao sam i na par zahvata iz Aikido-a koje me Škot naučio. Bilo mi je pomalo hladno i pišalo mi se. Pogledah Marka. On je gledao između mene i onog malog sa lancem. Čekali smo odmjeravajući se tko će prvi započeti. Vrata su se iznenada otvorila. Psina je otvorio usta. Bacio sam brzi pogled na vrata i opustio se. Na vratima su stajali Čerkez i Pacov. Čerkez je polako krenuo prema šanku. Psina je je sklonio onu cijev i mahnuo malom debelom, ovaj je zbunjeno počeo motati lanac. Čerkez je zastao na metar i pol od Psine. Marko je mahnuo prema meni. "Djoni ti žuriš, vidimo se na cugi kasnije." Polako sam se okrenuo i pošao ka vratima. Polako sam zatvorio vrata za sobom, pazeći da budem što tiši, nisam im želio smetati. Pišalo mi se. Okrenuo sam se i pogledao po parkingu. Lako sam locirao crnog fiću sa sportskim crno bijelim trakama na donjem rubu i podignutim poklopcem motora "radi boljeg hlađenja". Na prednjem staklu u kutu je bila naljepnica sa natpisom "Kaimans". Polako sam mu prišao i pogledao gore i dolje niz ulicu. Bila je pusta. Otkopčao sam hlače i krenuo od motora. Kada sam zapišavao vozačka vrata i kvaku začuo sam zvuk motorcikla na visokim okretajima i škripanje guma u zavoju. Pogledao sam u pravcu zvuka i prepoznao Škotovu žutu javu. Parkirao je uz škripu kočnica i izvukao čeličnu tanku šipku iz ruksaka na leđima. Krenuo je prema vratima kafića ne osvrćući se. Okrenuh se zakopčavajući hlače i viknuh. "Škot, Škoot!" Prepoznao je glas i okrenuo se. Brzo me locirao i prišao. "Stari je sve ok?" "Sve ok samo nemam dovoljno da zapišam druga vrata. Otkud ti ovdje?" Pogledao me uz osmijeh. "Nazvao me Jova pjesnik sav zadihan, prašio je ko lud do prve govornice." Klimnuh glavom prema vratima kafića. "Čerkez i Pacov su stigli na vrijeme, pa ih ne bi trebali smetati. Hvala ti što si došao." Pogledao me zbunjeno. "Djoni mi smo ekipa i uvijek ćemo to i biti. Zahvali Jovi što je javio." Pogledao je prema fići. "Čiji auto zapišavaš?" "Od Ace Psine normalno, samo nemam dovoljno za druga vrata." Nsmijao se. "Imam ja. Ionako nas čeka kasniji obračun sa njima, neće ovo zaboraviti." Polako je prišao drugoj strani auta i otkopčao hlače. Fino građenje likova, čvrsta fabula,životni dijalozi... Svakako zanimljivo štivo i nestrpljivo čekam nastavak ili izdavanje knjige. Nisam ekspert, niti mi je to struka, ali, pročitao sam podosta toga. Čak se malo okušao i u pisanju. Proza na tragu Šalkovića, Ferića... Bravo!!! Polako je prišao drugoj strani auta i otkopčao hlače. Pravac Hamburg Polako je prišao drugoj strani auta i otkopčao hlače. Škot je obavio posao temeljito i pedantno posebnu pažnju posvećujući kvaki na vratima i staklu. Bit će zanimljivo kada Čerkez, Pacov i Marko završe "razgovor" sa njima, a oni jedva dočekaju ući u auto. Proći će još dosta vremena dok miris iz auta nestane. Uvijek malo klizne pored stakla u vrata. Znao sam da je Marku vrlo bitno da se Psina "ohladi do daske" od ideje ponovnog dolaska u ovaj kraj. Jednostavno bio je alergičan na siledžije koje mu pokušavaju "lupiti" bilo koji reket. A i mogao si je to priuštiti. Čerkez je bio predsjednik "Zadruge Redara", dečki su pružali uslugu održavanja reda u diskotekama, kavanama, na Rock koncertima i slično. Bili su malo skuplji od ostalih, neki su radili samo vikendom ali su ih svi tražili. Bili su pouzdani i korektni, a uz to držali su se skupa i imali "dežurnu ekipu za ispomoć". Bilo je više od trideset članova zadruge i nisi lako mogao dobiti status člana. Milkani su ih poštivali do one granice koju im je ponos odredio. Jednostavno Čerkez je bio osinjak. Psina je napravio samo jednu pogrešku, nije se detaljno raspitao o Marku, da je netko bi mu već rekao za Čerkeza. Polako smo zajahali motore. Pogledao sam Škota. Onako sa onim malim ruksakom iz kojeg je virio vrh čelične šipke sličio mi je pomalo na samuraja sa katanom na leđima. Jednog od onih "specifikusa" iz Kobajašijevih filmova. Oni od Kurosave bili su mi previše klasični. Iz kafića se nije čulo ništa. Osjetio sam zadovoljstvo što je Škot došao. Ipak smo prava ekipa još od moje osme godine. Nije oklijevao niti sekunde, to je bilo jasno. Startali smo motore i zaputili se u "naš privatni prostor" kod Škota u podrumu. Petnaest minuta kasnije pili smo "Gromovaču" uz zvuke "Dire Straits-a" album "Brothers in Arms". Čekali smo Strelu i opuštali se. Strela je došao "nabrijan". Škot mu je preko telefona u par riječi objasnio situaciju, a objasnio mu je i da je pokušao javiti ali da nije imao vremena čekati dok Strelini roditelji otkriju u kom dijelu kuće ili dvorišta im je sin. Zajebano je bilo što je Strela iskoristio malo trave koju je to jutro na rastanku dobio od Tileta pa je bio na krovu sjedeći na rubu tavanskog prozora i promatrajući zbunjene roditelje kako nešto traže po garaži i podrumu. Sada je bio živčan i što se tako ponio, pa je prebacivao Škotu što nije "sačekao još par minuta" obrazlažući da bi "nas trojica lijepo rasturili ta dva govanca i bez Čerkeza". Grickala ga je savjest. Škot je pokušao biti razložan uz put mu gurajući čašu u ruku. Nije baš pomoglo. Ustao sam polako sa starog kauča i prišao Streli. Prebacio sam mu ruku preko ramena. "Strela cijenim jako da si htio pomoći ali prihvati da je Škot postupio ispravno. Pokušao te je dobiti nije išlo, a znao je da je svaka minuta bitna pa je reagirao brzo." Strela je konačno uzeo onu čašu od Škota sjeo na kauč i istrusio je "na eks". Zapalio je cigaretu i odmahnuo je glavom. "U pravu ste obojica i žao mi je što sam pizdio. Jednostavno mi je žao što sam iznevjerio." Škot ga lagano šutnu nogom u potkoljenicu. "Strela ti nikada nisi iznevjerio. Nikada. Kada smo već na tome i na ovom planu za Hamburg sjeti se onoga jutra kada smo otpratili Gogu. Ti si ostao na ulazu sam. Čuvao si odtstupnicu za nas." Škot je klimnuo glavom i podigao čašu. Strela je isto iz sijedećeg položaja podigao čašu. Sve tri čaše su se spojile, potom smo ispili. Nitko nije rekao ništa, nije niti trebalo. Ja sam se osjećao mali dijelić usrano budući da im nikada do kraja nisam objasnio to jutro sa Gogom. Jednostavno to je bila stvar koju im nisam mogao reći, a oni nikada nisu niti inzistirali na nekom detaljnom obrazloženju. Jednostavno sam ih pozvao te noći prije osam godina i oni su bili tu. Puno puta prije i nakon toga su bili sa mnom kada je trebalo. Danas su ponovno bili sa mnom, do kraja. Škot je spustio čašu na policu pored gramofona i dohvatio cigarete. Kada je ugasio šibicu pogledao je Strelu. "Dogovor je sutra ujutro, pet sati. Marko nam bude dao večeras kartu Austrije i Njemačke, ostalo već znaš dogovorili smo jutros. Jedno spavanje kod tvoje prijateljice u studentskom domu u Zagrebu, a slijedeća gdje stignemo. Krenemo iz Zagreba oko pet ujutro i kamo stignemo, nadam se negdje iza Minhena." Strela je klimnu glavom. "Pustio sam Olgi poruku jutros. Zvala me nakon toga. Nema frke mjesta za spavanje u domu ima. Kraj je ispitnog roka i svi bježe doma, a na ulazu ništa posebno ne kontroliraju dok je mir." Nasuo sam si još jednu i sjeo na kauč. Zapalio sam cigaretu držeći čašu među koljenima i povukao dubok dim. Potom sam uzeo čašu u ruku i otpio. "Dečki ja idem po špiritno kuhalo, a i sada mi palo na pamet da bih trebao obići i Jovu pjesnika, ako ga nađem. Ipak je imao muda i postupio na kraju pametno." Škot odmahnu rukom. "Lud ne znači i glup, neki nazovi normalni su gori od njega." Klimnuh glavom. Sat kasnije sam bio u dvorištu stare ruševne kuće. Iza kuće su bila dva poljska wc-a, a u samoj kući nekoliko vlažnih soba je bilo preuređeno u nužni terenski smještaj za radnike "Građevine Zemun". Jova je od socijalnog i lokalne mjesne zajednice dobio stambeni prostor u vidu "posebnog zidanog objekta " u dvorištu. U biti to je bio niski zidani drvarnik sa zemljanim podom. Kada je po nalazima liječnika bilo jasno da Jova "nije čist" društvena zajednica ga nije mogla pustiti tek tako. Kako je bio neuračunljiv samo po pitanju "odgovornog obavljanja radnih dužnosti", a jedini napadi koje je imao su bili oni da glasno recitira svoje pjesme nije trebao ići u "ludaru". Dodijelili su mu minimalnu invalidsku mirovinu kao sredstva za život i drvarnik u dvorištu kao smještaj. Kasnije je ekipa privremenih stanara kuće iz "Građevine Zemun" malo uredila taj drvarnik. Postavili su pod od slomljenih kamenih ploča za pločnike i uredili zidove materijalom ukradenim iz firme. Prije žbukanja Mile Zubar mu je besplatno uveo struju spajajući se preko one kuće, a uz blagoslov mjesne zajednice koja je i odredila neki minimum potrošnje koji mu plaća. Mile Zubar je bio električar ali je u mladim danima u obračunu klanova u predgrađu "jednim udarcem izbijao par zuba iz vilice". Tako je ostao "Mile Zubar". Polako sam krenuo iza kuće gdje je bio Jovin preuređeni drvarnik. Sunce je više nego ugodno grijalo. Jaknu sam prebacio preko ramena držeći je jednom rukom, u drugoj sam nosio plastičnu vrećicu. Zaobišao sam slavinu u dvorištu, a koja je bila jedina tekuća voda za kuću i drvarnik. Ignorirao sam blagi miris vanjskih wc-a i prišao iza kuće. Drvarnik je bio niska građevina ali Jovi to nije smetalo budući da je i sam bio nizak. Ispred drvarnika je stara murva pružala svoje grane. Ispod murve na stolici u hladu Jova je sjedio i nešto pisao na onom papiru iz mesnice naslonjenom na komad daske. Stolica je svojim izgledom jasno davala do znanja da je najbolje dane provela u nekoj firmi, a završila u smeću, odakle je Jova sigurno i pokupio i popravio. Ispred Jove na suncu je počivalo korito puno vode. Imao je stari električni štednjak na kome su samo dvije ploče radile to mu je sredio Zubar. Nije ga koristio za grijanje vode za kupanje. Sjetih se da mu mjesna zajednica plaća samo minimalnu potrošnju struje, a ona mirovina je bila jedva dostatna za kruh i nešto povrća. Jova je pazio na potrošnju struje i koristio "solarnu energiju" za vodu za kupanje. Zamjetih na kamenu uz korito sapun i ručnik. Dok sam prilazio viknuh. "Hei Jovo." Trgnuo se i poskočio sa stolice. Kada me prepoznao široko se nasmješio. "Heeeij Djoni. Bio sam kod Marka kasnije. Častio me pivom i rekao da si u redu, a Čerkez je rekao da se više ne plašim da one budale više nikada neće doći." Popravio je socijalne naočale na nosu. "Dao mi je i pivo za kasnije." Prišao mi je radosnog pogleda. "Drago mi da si tu i da te one budale nisu razbile." Potapšah ga po ramenu. "Hvala ti što si javio Škotu." Slegao je ramenima. "Pa Đoni ti i tvoja ekipa ste mi prijatelji, rekao si da idem ali sam skužio što si mislio trebala ti je ekipa čim prije da riješiš one pedere." Klimnuo je glavom. "Ma ja mislim da bi ih ti i sam razbio, gledao sam ja tebe već ranije u slično. Ali imao broj samo Škota" Jova je ponekad imao problema sa izražavanjem pogotovu kada se uzbudi. Bilo mi je drago što je javio Škotu ali mi je isto bilo drago i što je imao samo njegov broj u protivnom bi vjerojatno svi moji poznanici bili "pod alarmom". Pružih mu onu vrećicu. "Jovo sutra vozimo za Hamburg, a ovo mi je ostalo u hladnjaku pa da ne propadne dok se vratim." Zbunjeno je uzeo vrećicu i pogledao unutrašnjost. Osmijehnuo se široko. "I ti voliš Tirolsku i Zdenka sir kao i ja." Potom je malo odmahnuo glavom. "Ali zašto ne uzmeš ove mesne nareske trebat će ti uz put, a i "Navipovo crno" možeš popiti." Znao sam da Jova voli vino ali svi bi ga obično častili pivom niti ne pitajući ga što pije. Odmahnuh glavom. "Nosimo samo nekoliko limenki gotovih jela da imamo "nešto toplo" na cesti. Salamu i razne mesne nareske želimo probati uz put tamo gdje se nađemo. A od jutros ne pijem, narednih dana puno vozimo" Nasmijao se. "Joj Đoni to je super, putovati i kušati iz svakog dijela svijeta ponešto." Nadao sam se da neće dobiti pjesnički napadaj i krenuti sa svojom pjesmom u čast toga. Pljesnuh ga po ramenu i nasmješih se. "Jovo žurim samo sam ti želio zahvaliti. Ostaj mi sretno." Uhvatio me za rukav. Imao je nešto pseće u pogledu. Onaj pogled psa lutalice kojega svi šutaju, a onda naleti na nekoga tko ga samo malo pomazi i potapše po glavi. "Stani Đoni, moramo popiti malo pive za tvoj sretan put. Imam onu od Marka u hladnjaku. Sjećaš se da mi je Škot poklonio hladnjak. Hvala mu." Sjetih se da smo prastari hladnjak, veličine pola današnjeg, pokupili sa Škotovog tavana i po nalogu njegovog starog utovarili u Ladu Karavan. Dobili smo dvijesto dinara da platimo trošak odlagališta i popijemo po sok uz put. Dok je vozio Škot je snimio Jovu kako sjedi na rubu pločnika. Zaustavio je auto i kroz spušteni prozor viknuo. "Jovo tebe tražimo, da li ti treba hladnjak?" Jovo je poskočio iz svog sanjarenja i prišao autu. "Joj Škot to bi bilo super, imao bih gdje spremiti ribu sa Dunava." Jovo je nedostatak mesa u prehrani nadoknađivao loveći sitne ribice na Dunavu. Zvali smo ih "Bjelice" i "Kederi". Bilo ih je jednostavno loviti trebalo je samo umijesiti vrlo malo kruha u čvrstu kuglu istu nataći na vrh štapa, a ovaj zabosti u vodu tako da kugla od kruha bude oko 20 cm ispod površine. Kederi bi se brzo okupili oko kruha privučeni mirisom ali bi im kugla bila pretvrda da je jedu. Zato su svaku udicu sa ješkom koju bi bacio pored kugle kruha napadali u jatima. Jovo bi ih znao naloviti po kilo dvije. Reš pečene su bile ukusne i jele se sa kostima. Jovo je pogledao hladnjak u prtljažniku i upitao." "Radi li?" Škot je klimnuo glavom. "Radi ali prije uporabe pozovi Zubara da ti ga pregleda, dugo je ležao ma tavanu." Potom je otvorio zadnja vrata i mahnuo mu. "Upadaj." Jovo je kasnije oduševljeno pričao kako mu je Mile Zubar rekao da je hladnjak u odličnom stanju i da se takve stvari više ne rade. Mi smo onih dvjesto dinara popili kod Benny-ja i nismo više mislili na to. Nisam želio oduzeti Jovi nešto od jedinog piva koje je imao ali nešto u njegovom pogledu mi je govorilo da bih ga jako povrijedio ako bih odbio. Klimnuh glavom i sjedoh na onaj kamen pored ručnika i sapuna. Jova je nestao u drvarniku sa dva vrlo mala prozora i zidovima obraslim mahovinom. Minutu kasnije se vratio sa hladnom "Nikšićkom" jednom normalnom čašom i staklenkom od senfa. Meni je natočio u čašu sebi u onu staklenku od senfa. "Znaš Đoni, to sam ti mislio uvijek reći. Vi ste super dečki. Uvijek me saslušate i ne dopuštate da se drugi iživljavaju na meni tako se malo tko ponaša. Samo je Zubar isti, sjećaš se kako je nalupao one što su mi skinuli gaće?" Nasmijao se iskreno. Sjetih se neka dva kretena koje smo zvali "Dupe i Šupak". Fora im je bila da uhvate sitnog Jovu i skinu mu hlače i gaće te ih umotaju u kuglu. Potom bi se dobacivali sa istim dok je jadni Jovo samo u košulji trčao od jednog do drugog i vrištao "Vrati mi, vrati mi". Jednom je naišao Zubar sa posla kad su izvodili isti šou. Zastao je i pogledao predstavu potom im vrlo ozbiljnim glasom rekao. "Žurim doma na ručak ali imam vremena za par zahvata." Nazočni pričaju da je trajalo tridesetak sekundi i tri zuba. Stari Zubar je još uvijek bio u dobroj formi. Potom je pomogao Jovi da se obuče uzeo svoju električarsku torbu i otišao doma kao da se ništa nije dogodilo. Jova ustade sa stolice i držeći onu staklenku u ruci blago me udari po ramenu. "Djoni, a ti i Strela ste razbili Kuglu kada mi je oteo novac." To sam već zaboravio. Kugla je bio sitni džepar ali je trenirao boks u "pero lakoj". Povremeno bi sjedio na gajbi od pive ispred trgovine i pio "bombice", odnosno male boce od jedan deci konjaka. Snimio je Jovu da izlazi iz trgovine i uz ono malo stvari u vrećici ima i bocu crnog vina. Svi su znali da se Jova časti crnim vinom samo kada podigne onu crkavicu od mirovine na socijalnom. Kugli je to bio znak. Pogledao je uz i niz ulicu, bila je pusta, ustao je prišao Jovi i zavukao mu udarac šakom u trbuh. Dok je Jova još ležao na zemlji izvukao mu je ofucani novčanik iz hlača i bocu vina iz vrećice, okrenuo se i lagano potrčao. Znao je da Jovi nitko neće lako vjerovati. Jova je tvrdio da su mu slamnati šešir dok je pecao na Dunavu oteli vanzemaljci, a da je ispod Savskog mosta vidio morskog psa. Bez svjedoka nema šanse da ga optuži. Dok je vadio Jovi novčanik iza ugla ulice smo naišli Strela i ja. Nije nas vidio. Stali smo iza velike murve, a on je trčao u našem pravcu sa bocom Jovinog vina u ruci. Trebalo nam je par udaraca. Potom mu je Strela "uručio" još dva udarca nogom i poruku da ne dolazi više u naš kraj. Polako smo prišli Jovi, koji se jedva digao na noge. Strela mu je dobacio novčanik, a ja sam mu pružio bocu sa vinom. Zamjetio sam da su mu ionako stare hlače bile poderane na koljenu od pada nakon udarca. Samo je rekao "Hvala" još nije imao daha. Mi smo produljili kao da se ništa nije dogodilo. Djelovali smo sebi jako veliki kao iz filmova. Jova me gledao otvorenih očiju i vesela pogleda. "Znaš Đoni i vi uvijek popijete piće sa mnom. Kada me neki zajebavaju ja kažem da pijem sa vama, a poznato je da "Piksiji" ne piju sa svakim. I skoro uvijek mi donesete neki poklon kada idete po robu u Mađarsku ili Rumunjsku." Strela se prezivao Pijuk. Prije nego je dobio nadimak Strela svi su ga zvali Piksi. Mi smo bili "Piksijeva ekipa". Kasnije je netko to skratio na Piksiji. Istina je da nismo pili sa svakim. Što se tiče poklona za Jovu malo sam se osjećao jadno. Uvijek bi kupili nekoliko najjeftinijih salama u Mađarskoj ili Rumunjskoj, "da pokrijemo robu" kako bi djelovalo da "nosimo iz nužde". Carinici bi obično pogledali samo ono na vrhu, a ostalo "prepipali" rukama, da se uvjere da je samo hrana. Ispod su bile kvalitetne salame i sirevi za prodaju. Jednu od tih salama koja se nije mogla prodati bi obično dali Jovi. Preostalih par komada su nam bile "za Škotovog psa i naše mačke". Bile su jeftinije od hrane za pse u našim trgovinama. Grickala me savjest. Nama je to bila fora. Imamo salamu i za Jovu. Jebi ga, zabilježih si da slijedeći put rezerviram kvalitetnu salamu za Jovu. Razmišljao sam kako je oklijevao da ode dok mu se nisam obratio i kako je gledao onu bocu od pive sa namjerom da je upotrebi u tuči na mojoj strani. Čaša mi je bila prazna. Mahnuh Jovi da mi ne dosipa ostatak pive. Polako sam ustao i pružio mu ruku. "Sretno Đoni, gdje spavate u Hamburgu, imate nekoga?" "Bez brige idemo kod Goge iz ulice znaš je." Zadržao je moju ruku u svojoj potom je poklopio drugom. "Znaš Đoni ja ne mislim da je ona kurva kako svi pričaju. Meni je uvijek djelovala pristojno iako ne baš sretna." Pustio je moju ruku. "Čuvaj se Jovo i ne plivaj daleko na Dunavu." Nasmiješih mu se. Polako sam došao do motora. Jovin komentar je bio točan i iskren ali je bio i okidač. Zajahao sam i zbunjeno navukao kacigu. Petljao sam po prekidaču. U glavi mi je polako raslo sjećanje na tu noć i to jutro. Goga Nakon dva tjedna ili nešto više, kada više nije imala niti jednu plavicu Goga je ponovno krenula u školu. Ovaj put nije nosila traperice i majice ili minicu i najlonke, nosila je dulju tamno plavu haljinu i pamučne duge čarape. Umjesto tenisica nosila je cipele sa skoro ravnom petom one koje bi prije pristajale nekoj babi iz "Mjesne zajednice" tijekom obavljanja "društveno korisnog posla". Putovala je autobusom. Onaj T-12 "Kolibri" obojen u crno je nestao iz njenog života. Meni su godine prolazile brzo. To su bile te godine oko petnaest. Gogu sam samo zamjećivao povremeno. Ponekad bih razmijenio pokoju riječ sa njom dok je stajala na prozoru i promatrala ulicu ali pazili smo i ona i ja da nas slučajno ne vidi netko tko bi to mogao prenijeti njenom starom. Gogin tata je bio "ugledan u svakom pogledu" i "čovjek sa reputacijom u samoupravnom socijalizmu". Sve u svemu ona je djelovala uplašeno što kontaktira i sa "mulcem" od 15 godina, a ja nisam želio probleme sa svojima ako se Gogin Stanko slučajno "požali" na mene "da mu "uznemiravam kćerku". Uvijek je bila onako "pristojno" odjevena u dugu ravnu haljinu, pamučne duge čarape i bapske cipele sa skoro ravnim petama. Imala je dva takva seta, crni i plavi. Znam da sam se gledajući je samo pitao da li nosi pamučne hulahopke ili ima mamin steznik sa žabicama i obične duge pamučne čarape. Djelovala je skroz skromno i bapski. Završila je srednju kemijsku na relaciji kuća – škola – kuća. Bez izlazaka, a čak i bez prijateljica. Malograđanska sredina je brzo osudila. "To je ona kurva koja je još maloljetna pobjegla sa onom barabom." Gogin tata "uzorni građanin" je samo pogoršavao sve komentarima tipa "Kćerka mi skoro pa kurva kao što joj i mater naginjala prije. Dovest ću ja nju u red kao i staru što sam doveo." Gogina majka mi je prije sličila na sve samo ne na kurvu. Uvijek je bila tiha i kada bi otišla kod neke od svoje tri prijateljice na kavu više je slušala nego što je pričala. Dalje se o njoj nije znalo ništa. Skoro ni sa kim nije imala kontakte. U crkvi sam je vidio samo par puta. Išla je krišom od muža. Gogu je čim je maturirala tata zaposlio u Galenici. Život joj se nije puno promijenio. Razlika je bilo što je sada relacija bila kuća – posao – kuća. Galenika nije bila daleko. Pola sata hoda. Išla je pješice. I dalje je pratila reputacija kurve. Šef na poslu joj je bio dugogodišnji prijatelj njenog oca. Idemo dalje? Đoni , samo daj ! Ima na ovom forumu i ljudi koji vole čitat.....nemoj slušat one koji nisu nikad pročitali ništa dulje od telegrama.... :prsti: Đoni , samo daj ! Ima na ovom forumu i ljudi koji vole čitat.....nemoj slušat one koji nisu nikad pročitali ništa dulje od telegrama.... :prsti: Hvala Boris. samo me zanima ima li 5 zainteresiranih za nastavak za 2-3 mogu postati i na pvt :D :angel: Ma sigurno ima više od petice.....je da nismo večina (na žalost) ali i to nije ništa čudno ..... piši piši... vikend je bia :D pa smo malo zaružili al tu smo :occasion: Goga Šef na poslu joj je bio dugogodišnji prijatelj njenog oca. Dobio sam svoj "Pony Expres". Škot je kupio neki rabljeni tomos T-12 "Kolibri" i skinuo mu štitnike protiv kiše te zavario nožice. Volan je je preuredio Željko Fleka. Sličio je na karikaturu od čopera. Nama je izgledao super. Strela je imao problema. Njegova mama se užasavala da joj sin vozi motor. Bilo je to preopasno za njenog jedinca. Nije dopuštala kupovinu. Strela je radio cijelo ljeto u skladištu na slaganju sanduka i pakiranju robe preko omladinske zadruge. Pred kraj ljeta dovezao je stari tomos automatic sa velikim rezervoarom i ponosno ga parkirao ispred omladinskog doma. Motor je bio u lošem stanju. Tako smo imali praktičnu zabavu narednih par mjeseci pod nazivom "srediti Strelin krš". Savjetima, a ponekad i praktično pomagao nam je Željko Fleka, tada već stručni automehaničar. Omladinski dom je već tada u dijelu zabave vodio Marko Dileja. Odnosno još je bio Dileja, kasnije kada je otvorio kafić polako se taj nastavak izgubio, ostao je samo Marko. Marko je već tada pored stolova za stolni tenis zaljepio par postera Benny Hilla. Tako smo omladinski počeli zvati "Kod Benija". Kasna jesen je bila topla, a mi smo to koristili za điranje skuterima. Tada sam prvi put zamjetio da još netko priča sa Gogom. Prolazili smo ulicom i Goga je bila na prozoru, to su joj izgleda bili jedini izlasci. Ispod prozora je stajala Bosa i nešto pričala uz osmjeh. Kratko sam joj svirnuo. Na zvuk sirene sa skutera je podigla glavu i mahnula mi. Bosa je pogledala za nama. Kada smo se smjestili za stol u omladinskom Beniju i dohvatili ona tri "Jupi" gazirana soka Strela nije izdržao. "Koji ku..$..c sada onaj lezbos priča sa Gogom? Ako joj stari čuje da priča sa tom lezbačom tek onda će nahebati." Škot ga je prijekorno pogledao. On je jednostavno po prirodi bio džentlmen i nije mu ležao Strelin komentar. "Jebi ga Strela Bosa nije loša osoba samo nije imala sreće, a nema neke potvrde da je lezba." Strela je otpio malo Jupija i pogledao pažljivije cijeli prostor. Kada se uvjerio da Insekt i Vojislav nisu tu izvukao je cigaretu i zapalio je. Insekt je bio "mamin sin" miran i poslušan i sa sedamnaest godina. Da je vidio Strelu da puši odmah bi to prijavio mami, a ova Strelinim roditeljima. Od Strele je već jedan put dobio batine radi cinkanja ali je to samo napravilo veću frku. Problem smo riješili tako da smo ga stavili "na led" za druženje. Strela nije dalje komentirao, uživao je u cigareti. Nisam se slagao sa njegovim mišljenjem ali nije mi se niti raspravljalo sa njim. Slijedeća tema su bile cure iz kvarta, sve drugo je palo u zaborav. Slijedećeg dana sam vozio polako prema kući. Put me je vodio kroz Goginu ulicu. Bilo je kasno poslije podne i očekivao sam je možda na prozoru. Kada sam skrenuo u ulicu zamjetio sam da je prozor prazan. Bio sam u sporoj vožnji budući da sam želio živcirati svoju bivšu curu koja je stanovala ulicu prije. Dok sam prolazio pored nje mahnuo sam joj. Kao odgovor pokazala mi je srednji prst i nasmiješena se naslonila na ulazna vrata. Znao sam da će slušati zvuk motora nadajući se da ću popizditi i dodati gas. Iznenada se pojavila Goga na prozoru. Kada se uvjerila da je ulica pusta mahnula mi je više puta. Spustio sam gas na minimum i kada sam prišao kući isključio motor. Parkirao sam skuter i prišao prozoru. "Bambi molim te odnesi danas ovu poruku Bosi." Gurala je presavijeni komad papira prema meni. Primih ga u ruku. "Izvini ne smijem više tata je doma." Nestala je sa prozora. Ostao sam zbunjen ali sam se brzo pokupio. Nisam joj želio raditi probleme. Dok sam vozio prema Bosi mozgao sam o ovome. Bosa je boravila par ulica dalje kod bake kao i uvijek kada na kratko dođe iz Njemačke u Jugu. Poruka je bila samo dvostruko presavijeni komadić papira zaljepljen sa malo selotejpa. Mogao sam lako pažljivo ukloniti selotejp pročitati je pa vratiti selotejp na mjesto. Nije mi se dalo raditi tako nešto. Pozvonio sam na ulaznim vratima. Otvorila mi je Bosa. Bila je iznenađena. Pružih papir prema njoj. "Ovo ti šalje Goga. Zamolila me da ti dostavim." Bosa uhvati papir sa dva prsta i gurnu ga u džep kućne haljine. Nasmiješila mi se. "Bambi ti si izrastao u pravog dečka. Ajde uđi molim te samo kratko na piće." Malo sam dvojio ali mi nije dala izbor. Odmakla se od vrata i zapovjedno pokazala palcem ka unutrašnjosti. Ušao sam i sačekao da zatvori vrata. Polako je krenula ispred mene niz dugi hodnik. I kuća njene bake je bila u starinskom stilu. Dugi hodnik sa prozorima prema dvorištu na jednoj strani i ulaznim vratima u sobe na drugoj. Polako sam išao iza nje slušao zvuk drvenih potpetica i promatrao tu zamamnu zadnjicu kako se njiše u ritmu koraka ispred mene. Pomislih da stvarno ima dobro dupe, šteta što je hroma. Ušli smo u sobu na kraju hodnika. Po relativnom neredu i gomili razbacanih ženskih sitnica bilo je jasno da je to njena soba. Pokazala mi je na jednu od starinskih fotelja i počekala da sjednem. "Bambi što piješ? Hoćeš kolu ili hladno pivo? Ako već voliš nešto žešće imam odličan Čivas iz Njemačke?" Dvojio sam, želio sam popiti kolu ali nisam želio ispasti pičkica pred njom. "Može malo Čivasa." Izašla je kroz vrata i odkloparala prema kuhinji. Dok je izlazila primjetio sam da su drvena platforma i potpetica na njenoj lijevoj papuči više od onih na desnoj. Tako je pokušavala kompezirati kraću nogu. Vratila se i položila poslužavnik sa dvije čaše viskija i jednom čašom kole na stol ispred mene. Uzela je čašu viskija i sjela na krevet preko puta mene. Skužila je moju neodlučnost. Prekrižila je noge, kućna haljina se rastvorila malo više. Zamjetih da nosi najlonke, neke sa točkicama i romboidima. Imala je i dobre noge. Zazveckala je ledom u čaši. "Živjeli Bambi." "Živjeli." Otpio sam kratak gutljaj. Nije mi pasao okus viskija. Polako spustih čašu na stol. Nisam želio odmah posegnuti za kolom. Bosa je izvadila iz džepa cigarete i zapalila. Potom me pogledala i ponudila mi kutiju. Znao sam zapaliti tu i tamo poneku cigaretu. Ove su bile neke mentol, skužio sam po kutiji. Polako uzeh cigaretu i počekah da mi zapali elektroničkim upaljačem. "Bambi hvala ti što si mi donio poruku. Još više što je nisi čitao. Pravi si dečko." Otpila je gutljaj. "Goga je u zajebanoj situaciji i ja ću joj malo pomoći možda. Ali neka sve to ostane između nas." Pričali smo još oko pola sata. Uglavnom me ispitivala o događajima u kraju i o mom životu. Potom sam se pokupio. Ispratila me do vrata. Na rastanku me brzo poljubila u obraz. To joj je bilo teže izvesti, već sam bio dosta viši od nje. Nasmijala se i zatvorila vrata. Te sam večeri drkao na Bosu, samo u mojoj mašti je imala jednake noge, lijepi ten i agresivniji seksualni nastup prema meni. Bosa je skoro desetak godina starija od mene. Jedno vrijeme je radila kao tekstilni tehničar u tvornici ženskog rublja. Imala je veće grudi "oblik kruške" uzani struk i dobru zadnjicu. Imala je lijepo lice i punije usne ali su isto kvarili ožiljci od prištića. Ožiljke je pokušavala pokriti puderom i šminkom. Jedna noga joj je bila kraća i to je bio definitivni minus. Nakon više neuspješnih veza prije sedam godina se pokupila i otišla za Njemačku. Tada se to još moglo bez posebnih jamstava. Našla je posao u nekoj tvornici rublja i dolazila jedanput godišnje u "stari kraj". Ostajala je samo par dana. Jedino što je od odlaska u Njemačku više nitko nije vidio sa nekim dečkom. Često je dolazila sa nekim njemicama, navodno prijateljicama. Znale su se šetati "pod ruku" ali ništa više. Krenula je priča da je Bosa "promijenila obalu" odnosno sa dečki se prebacila na cure. Takve priče kada jednom krenu uvijek ostanu u igri. Narednih dva tjedna sam prenio još par poruka i vidio više razgovora na prozoru. Meni se činilo da povezujem stvari. Gogin bivši dečko Dejan je prije više od godinu dana otišao za Njemačku. Sigurno joj se nije mogao javljati telefonom sa njenom situacijom u kući. Znao sam da joj nije mogao ni pisati. Bosa je vjerojatno kurir. Nije mi bilo bitno, pomalo mi je bilo zanimljivo ono piće sa Bosom nakon što bih joj uručio poruku. Pričala je o mnogim stvarima u Njemačkoj, a uz to i o prijateljicama. Ja sam pijuckao čivas i kolu pušio njene mentolke i gledao u njene noge, uvijek u nekim seksi najlonkama i grudi u velikom dekolteu. Bilo mi je ugodno. Par puta sam je nazvao telefonom i navratio bez poruke. Bila je jako ljubazna, razgovor je trajao duže uz piće su bile i grickalice. Ja nisam poduzimao ništa. Ona se samo smiješila svjesna da je seksualni objekt za mene. Mislim da joj je to pasalo. Jednom prigodom me je upitala: "Bambi jesi već bio sa ženom? Mislim znam da si imao cure ali jesi ikada išao do kraja?" Imao sam sedamnaest godina. Još prije godinu dana sam "skinu mrak" kako smo to nazivali. I zadnja veza mi je bila više seksualna. Otpio sam gutljaj i klimnuo glavom. Prebacila se na drugu temu. Više to nije pominjala. Nakon dva tjedna zazvonio je telefon u mojoj kući. Mama se javila i pozvala me iz sobe. "Hajde opet neka od onih tvojih." Nisam imao predstavu koja. Bio sam trenutno sam i ništa izgledno nije bilo na vidiku. Preuzeo sam slušalicu. "Halo Bambi ne smetam ti?" Prepoznao sam Bosin glas. "Ne čitam neku knjigu." "Koju knjigu?" "Lovac u žitu od Salingera." "To je dobra knjiga. Slušaj sutra idem za Njemačku ako imaš malo vremena navrati kasnije, molim te." "Doći ću." Spustio sam slušalicu. Oko šest sati navečer bio sam kod Bose. Krenulo je sa uobičajenim pićem i odmah je prešla na stvar. "Bambi ja se ne mogu dopisivati sa Gogom. Ona meni može slati pisma ali njen stari otvara sve što ona dobije, a pogotovu bi ako je iz Njemačke. Mogu li pisma za nju slati na tvoju adresu, a ti joj proslijedi?" Nije mi bila frka dobivao sam pisma tu i tamo. U mojoj kući nitko nije otvarao tuđa pisma. Pogledao sam je upitno. "Može ali mi samo reci jesu to tvoja pisma ili joj Dejan piše?" Djelovala je malo zbunjeno. Potom se nasmiješila. "Da li bi ti smetalo da joj piše Dejan?" "Ne ni najmanje." "Onda čemu pitanje?" Prebacila je nogu preko noge. Nosila je neke crne čipkane čarape. Dobro su joj ocrtavale listove i koljena. "Te čarape su ti jako seksi." Nasmiješila se potom ustala. Otišla je do ormara i donijela dvije kutije. Na slikama na kutijama su bile scene seksa. "Ovo sam donijela za nekog prijatelja. Porno filmovi. Do danas nije došao po to, pa mislim da bi tebi i tvojoj ekipi možda dobro došlo." Zbunjeno sam uzeo kutije sa filmovima. To je to ja sam za nju samo klinac drkadžija. "Slobodno neka ide na moju adresu, dostaviću Gogi svako pismo ne otvoreno." Digao sam se i krenuo prema vratima sobe. "Čekaj." Okrenuo sam se. Prilazila mi je polako. "Za sada samo ovo." Uhvatila me sa obije ruke oko vrata i privukla nadolje. Ljubila me dosta dugo. Više je ona meni gurala jezik u usta nego ja njoj. Potom me polako odgurnula malo od sebe. Bio sam još ošamućen od poljupca. Okrenula se i zbacila one papuče sa nogu. Potom je posegnula ispod kućne haljine i skinula hulahopke. Polako ih je složila u paketić i prišla mi. Pružila je paketić prema meni. "Ako ih iduće godine doneseš kada se vidimo, biće i mnogo više od ovoga. Sutra putujem, sada idi molim te." Klimnuo sam glavom i krenuo prema vratima. Otpratila me je do izlaznih vrata onako bosa i poljubila još jedan put. Ovaj put je bilo kratko. Potom je izvadila maramicu i uz osmjeh obrisala ruž sa moga lica. "Bambi ako je na pismu tvoje ime malo podvučeno tada pišem tebi i to pismo slobodno otvaraj." Vrata su se zatvorila. Zbunjeno sam otišao do skutera sa čarapama u jednoj ruci i filmovima u drugoj. Izvadio sam gumeni natezač iz torbice na skuteru i pažljivo pričvrstio kutije sa filmovima na prtljažnik. Škotov stari ima kino projektor, a onaj prostor u podrumu smo upravo uređivali. Čarape sam stavio u džep od jakne. Zajahao sam skuter počeo sa pedalama i startao ga. Dodao sam gas, slušao je dobro. Te noći nisam spavao. Ujutro sam sjeo na skuter i krenuo u školu. Put me nije vodio tim pravcem ali sam prošao pored kuće Bosine bake. Bosin bijeli VW Buba više nije bio na parkingu. Vjerojatno je krenula sa svitanjem, put do Hamburga je dugačak. Goga Bosin bijeli VW Buba više nije bio na parkingu. Vjerojatno je krenula sa svitanjem, put do Hamburga je dugačak. Pravac Hamburg Navrato sam do Anđela i pokupio špiritno kuhalo. Isto sam mu posudio prije mjesec dana radi nekog kampiranja i ribičije. Vratio mi ga je i dodao plastičnu bocu od pola litra špirita. "Ovo nam je ostalo. Kuhalo je super." Pogledao me. Djelovao sam malo nervozno to je bilo jasno. "Putna groznica a? Hoćeš moje dvije posude od aluminja super lake su?" Okrenuo se i zagnjurio u stari ormar u kojem je držao svoje ribičko blago. Izvukao je jednu posudu sa poklopcem i gumenom trakom preko nje. Skinuo je traku i odigao pklopac. "Poklopac je tava, a montažna ručka za obije posude je unutra. Kuhalo stane u posudu." Odmjerih posude u ruci, stvarno su bile izrazito lake. "Uzimam, vratim ti čim dođemo." Klimnuo je glavom i pružio ruku. "Sretno Đoni." "Hvala." Pola sata kasnije sam ušao u poštu. Čekao me je telefonski poziv koji sam morao obaviti. Zato sam bio nervozan. Prvu pokušaj poziva je bio neuspješan. Poslao sam telegram prije polaska za Rumunjsku. Mama je poslije izvjestila da je bio poziv od neke cure iz Njemačke. Poruka je bila "sve u redu samo se javi prije polaska". Sada sam trebao direktno razgovarati. Želudac mi je radio. Prišao sam kabinama "Međunarodni" i stao u red. U Zemunskoj pošti je bilo samo dvije kabine za međunarodne razgovore. Na jednoj je pisalo "POKVARENO", a u drugoj je bila neka žena od pedeset godina. Čuo sam vani kako vrišti. "Rajko da doneseš djeci traperice "laviske", traže, a znaš koliko to ovdje košta." Uslijedila je pauza u kojoj je vjerojatno slušala drugu stranu. "Ne zanima me kada dolaziš pošalji po prijatelju! Da, smotana budalo, trebao bi imati ponekog prijatelja, a ti samo radiš i slažeš te marke, poslije za nas nemaš ni vremena ni maraka! Šalji sutra kako znaš!" Zalupila je slušalicu i uputila se prema blagajni. Niska i nabijena, gegala je kao patka. Još jedan koji se usrećio pomislih. Blagajnica mi mahnu da je razgovor naplaćen pa mogu unutra. Okrenuo sam broj. Prva tri signala je djelovalo da se nitko neće javiti. Želudac mi se malo stisnuo. Nismo pričali godinama. "Ja bitte." Gogin glas. "Halo goga Đoni je." Trenutak pauze potom oduševljeno. "Bambi to si stvarno ti? Kada dolaziš?" "Krećemo sutra, a dolazimo sva trojica kako sam ti napisao u telegramu. Ujedno sada me zovu samo Đoni pa teško reagiram kada me netko zove Bambi." Smijeh sa druge strane. "Znam Đoni ali Bosa i ja te još uvijek zovemo Bambi. Sorry to je malo jače u nama. Drago mi je da ću ponovno vidjeti moja tri viteza. Kada ste u Hamburgu?" "Za tri do pet dana ovisi koliko budemo lutali okolo." "Samo javi dan prije dolaska, to ti je par maraka u Njemačkoj, čekam vas na nekom od parkinga prije ulaska u Hamburg. Bosi je isto dragao da dolaziš, rekla je da joj obavezno javim kada budeš tu. Hajde sada da ne trošiš, kod vas je ovo skupo." "Ciao Goga." "Ciao Bam.. Đoni." Nasmijala se i pustila slušalicu. Još sam malo stajao sa slušalicom u ruci potom se uputih prema blagajni. Stvari sam spakirao za nešto više od pola sata. Onih par majica i gaća kao i rezervene traperice i tenisice su stale u okruglu putnu torbu. Istu sam imao namjeru staviti na prtljažnik. Vunenu dolčevitu sam položio preko jakne od umjetne kože. Kožne rukavice i duge gaće sam bacio preko dolčevite. Namjeravali smo krenuti sa svitanjem, a znao sam da je jutro dosta hladno na motoru. Tri luft madraca i šatorsko krilo sam stavio u okruglu JNA torbu sivo maslinaste boje. U istu sam ubacio i Streline tenisice. Strela je imao najslabiji motor pa smo ga radi dinamike vožnje nastojali maksimalno rasteretiti. Bacio sam gumene natezače preko torbi. Iz ormara sam izvukao "Serpico" kožne čizme u meksičkom stilu i položio ih pored jakne i gaća. Bio sam gotov, a nije mi se spavalo. Možda je Strela za koju putnu u Benny-ju. Okrenuh telefon. Javila se Strelina mama. Da, bio je doma ali je otišao kod Škota u podrum. Zar ne spavamo svi tamo da bi sutra ujutro krenuli skupa čim prije? Smirih je objašnjenjem da je to točno ali da je dogovor bio da se oko deset nađemo kod Škota. Vjerojatno je Strela otišao ranije pa sada pričaju. "E tko će vas znati djeco? Sretno i pamet u glavu." "Hvala i vama želim dobro zdravlje dok se ne vratimo." "Đoni pazi mi na sina. Doviđenja." Spustila je slušalicu. Njoj je uvijek trebao netko da "pazi na sina". Strela nije bio doma i neće vjerojatno doći noćas. Čudno. Nadao sam se barem razgovoru preko telefona. Škot je provodio zadnju noć sa Ljiljom u motelu "Vojvodina" kod Stare Pazove. Ljilja je vjerojatno rekla svojima da ide na službeni put. Škot je rekao svojima da spava kod mene. Na kraju još samo jedan telefonski bi izazvao težak lom. Sa Strelom sam dogovorio da se nađemo sutra ujutro oko četiri na dežurnoj benzinskoj u Zemunu. Tankamo i idemo do motela po Škota. Odatle ravno na auto cestu Beograd Zagreb. Valjda će doći ujutro na benzinsku. Teško sam zaspao. Jutro je bilo dosta svježe. Strela je došao na vrijeme. Nisam ga ništa pitao, sam će reći kada osjeti za shodno. Kako smo i očekivali na benzinskoj nije bilo mješavine. Nasuli smo regular iz prtljažnika izvadili ulje "Dvotaktol" i dosuli količinu od oka. Prvo smo dohvatili moj motor i dobro ga protresli lijevo desno. Bilo je još mračno. Strela je već platio benzu onom visokom mršavom radniku na benzinskoj. Onaj drugi niži nam je upravo prilazio. "Jutro Đoni, jutro Strela." Prepoznah Makedonca, bio je ok čovjek. "Jutro Maki, kojim dobrom?" Malo je slegao ramenima kao da želi reći "ni sam ne znam". "Jučer navečer je ovdje navratio Aca Psina. Tankao je benzu, kada sam prišao da naplatim rekao je da ti poručim, ako tankaš ovdje, da će poravnati račune sa tobom. Ti si najviše kriv za ono kod Marka. Žao mi Đoni, samo te želim upozoriti da se čuvaš." "Poruči mu, ako nije ljut kada te vidi, da mi može malo više nego popušiti. Ako je ljut šuti, u protivnom će udariti tebe da se isprazni." Strela je istupio malo naprijed. "Poruči mu i to kada se napuši Đonijevog da prelazi na moj, a Škot će ga u među razdoblju guziti da mu ne bude dosadno." Udario je Makedonca po ramenu. Ovaj odmahnu glavom. "Čini mi se da se Psina i ovaj put zajebao, kao i sa Markom i Čerkezom." Mahnuo nam je rukom i polako se udaljio. Stvari se brzo pročuju u predgrađu. Psina je morao naći nekog krivca za svoj debakl. Izgledalo mu je lakše da se javno kurči i obračunava sa mnom. Čerkeza nije smio niti pomisliti, a ne spomenuti. Vjerojatno je i ono zapišavanje imalo ulogu. Mislit ću o tome kada se vratim. Polako smo krenuli sa benzinske. Minutu kasnije smo udarili po plinu. Škot je čekao na parkingu. Već je svanulo. Dok smo ulazili na parking motela "Vojvodina" bacio je cigaretu i ugasio je petom. Nismo skidali kacige. Samo je navukao kacigu i provjerio šator pričvršćen na sjedalo. Krenuli smo odmah nakon toga. Petnaest minuta kasnije smo na auto cesti postigli maksimalnu brzinu grupe. Tempom od 90 – 100 km na sat ne bi nam puno trebalo do Zagreba. Onaj dio ceste u dobrom stanju smo brzo prošli, poslije je došao onaj lošiji. Pazili smo na rupe i aute koji su nas pretjecali. Već je uveliko bio dan i sunce je ugrijalo. Stali smo na benzinskoj da dotankamo i popijemo kavu. Sjeli smo na terasu nekog restorana odmah uz benzinsku. Pred nama su bile tri šalice kave i boca mineralne. Strela je iznenada počeo gledajući Škota. "Škot moram ti nešto reći u svezi Ljilje i ... pa recimo indirektne povezanosti sa mnom." Škot ga je pogledao glumio je zbrinutost. "Što što što? Da je nisi možda noćas nategao pa ti nezgodno kako mi to reći?" Počešao se po glavi. "Nešto se dugo zadržavala u kupaoni, već tada mi je bilo sve sumnjivo." Nasmijasmo se sva trojica. Škot je bio dobre volje. Dan je bio lijep i bili smo na cesti. Škot je uvijek bio dobre volje u tim uvjetima. Strela odmahnu rukom. "Znaš Ljiljinu prijateljicu, onu Miru?" "Onu oko koje se ti motaš već šest mjeseci? Nisam je jebao ako to pitaš, doduše imam to u planu ako ti ne požuriš i ako mi Ljilja dozvoli. Mislim da je zato i pokušala pomoći tebi da je skontaš, plaši se za mene." Škot je bio stvarno u elementu. Strela je bio malo zbunjen. Izbacio je u jednom dahu. "Noćas smo bili zajedno. Zakasnio si ti." Potražio je kutiju sa duhanom i počeo motati cigaretu. Škot je izvadio jednu svoju Drinu bez filtera i zapalio je šibicom. Okrenuo se prema konobarici koja je upravo prolazila. "Gospodična jednu pivu i tri čaše." Debeljuškasta cura u minici je samo klimnula glavom i produžila ka šanku. "Strela ovo moramo zaliti. Ali smo na cesti pa jedna piva na tri dijela. Obično "tko čeka gubi vrijeme" ali kod tebe je bilo "tko čeka dočeka", stvarno si sretni luđak." Tapšao ga je po ramenu. Piva je stigla. Natočili smo i nazdravili. "U Zagrebu slijedi nastavak." Dodao sam. Više se nismo bavili tom temom svima nam je bila poznata Strelina zaljubljenost u Miru. Ljilja je malo posredovala kod prijateljice, pazeći oprezno da ne ispadne da "gura na silu". Čim smo ispraznili mineralnu krenuli smo dalje. Kasno popodne bili smo pred studentskim domom u Zagrebu. Put je prošao bez problema izuzev razmjene psovki sa vozačima i pokojeg pokazivanja srednjeg prsta. Milicija nas je samo jedan put zaustavila čisto provjere radi. Strelina prijateljica Olga nas je čekala na parkingu ispred doma. Pokazala nam je gdje je najsigurnije da pustimo motore. Pokupili smo stvari i motore vezali skupa tankim lancem, što je bila kakva takva zaštita da ne odlutaju malo na svoju ruku. Pet minuta kasnije sjedeli smo u društvenim prostorijama i trusili neku domaću Ličku rakiju koju su držali u nekoj torbi, a samo bocu od kole na stolu. Alkohol je u društvenim prostorijama službeno bio zabranjen. Olga nas je predstavila svojoj ekipi. Malo su zazirali od nas. Čuli su za priče o Ljubi Zemuncu i dečkima iz Zemuna, a mi smo bili u jaknama od umjetne kože i mirisali na benzin i cestu. Sa druge strane i mi smo slušali slične priče o dečkima iz Novog Zagreba i obračunima negdje oko Srednjaka i Knežije. Svaka strana je bila malo oprezna prema drugoj naročito u prvih petnaest minuta. Trebalo je pola sata da se led malo otopi. Poslije je išlo lako. Priča o glazbenim trendovima najnovijim filmovima, mogućnosti za posao nakon faksa. Kada su čuli da idemo za Hamburg krenula je lavina razgovora. Ubrzo smo dobili par ponuda da možemo prespavati kod roditelja koji su u Njemačkoj. Izgleda da je pola ekipe imalo roditelje na radu u Njemačkoj. Stvarno su bili super ekipa. Olga nas je odvela na večeru u domu. Imala je dosta neiskorištenih bonova. Nije bilo ni čudo obzirom da je imala stvarno uzan struk. Bila je uredna i diskretno našminkana. Crna kosa i zelene oči. Vrlo zgodna sa simpatičnim licem u tim uskim trapericama. Više mi nije bilo čudno što je Strela dopustio sebi da glumi instituciju "Paloma Frajera za jednokratnu uporabu". Mala bi bacila svakog tko voli žene na koljena. Strela je imao hladnokrvan pristup s curama. Ako je cura rekla "Znaš bilo je lijepo ovih tjedan dana ali najbolje da ostanemo prijatelji", Strela bi to prihvatio bez sujete. Gledajući Olgu nisam se ni čudio zašto. Stvari smo pustili kod ekipe. Nakon večere Olga se ispričala "da još mora učiti ali da će nam pokazati sobu, pa ako želimo možemo se vratiti do ekipe ionako kartaju do kasno u noć". Strela je bio u nekom svom filmu i nije čuo pola objašnjenja. Škot je kao i uvijek bio hladne glave. "Hvala ali idemo sutra raaano ujutro čim izvučem ova dva međeda iz kreveta." Olga se nasmiješila i povela nas do sobe. U prolazu smo pokupili stvari. Atmosfera je bila dobra. Čulo se puno smijeha. Jedna cura i dva dečka su nam pružili papiriće sa imenima i brojevima telefona u Njemačkoj. Kome da se obratimo za "ne daj bože". Pozdravili smo se na rastanku. Čim smo se smjestili u sobi bacili smo se na umivanje i pranje iznad umivaonika. Nije nam se išlo do zajedničkih tuševa. Soba je bila dvokrevetna. Napuhali smo jedan luft madrac i izvadili vreće za spavanje. Legli smo i pet minuta kasnije ona dvojica su bili u svojim snovima. Ja nisam mogao spavati. Previše toga se vraćalo. Goga Godina je prošla brzo. Pokušali smo sa skijanjem te zime ali nije nam išlo nešto. Ja sam otkrio gitaru i prvi hit Djoni Štulića "Balkan". Polako sam umjesto Bambi dobivao nadimak Đoni. Strela je imao svoje prvo seksualno iskustvo odnosno "skinuo mrak". Škot se uz Aikido počeo baviti i ronjenjem. Skupljali smo lovu za bolje motore, "kada položimo". Ja sam uz to imao i prvu dužu vezu od šest mjeseci. Bosa je poslala sedam pisama. Pet je bilo normalno adresirano na mene. Proslijedio sam ih Gogi bez otvaranja. Dva su imala podvučeno ime. Otvarao sam ih sa radoznalošću. U prvom mi je pisala kako je putovala i da sam stvarno sladak i pravi. Napisala je nešto o tome da ide na neku višu školu i pitala me da li smo "iskoristili filmove" koje mi je poklonila. Ispod pitanja je bio nacrtan širok osmjeh. Filmove smo kod Škota u podrumu apsolvirali. Gledali smo ih više puta. U prvom su tri dečka zadovoljavali jednu curu na sve moguće načine. U drugom su dvije cure zadovoljavale jednog dečka i pomalo se zadovoljavale između sebe. To su bili klasični "super 8" filmovi bez tona. Pustili bi glazbu i gledali ih uz monoton šum kino projektora. Trajali su oko deset minuta svaki. Položili smo za A kategoriju. Još je samo falilo "nešto jače među nogama". U drugom pismu Bosa je opisivala kako je sa cimericom kupila stari stan na kredit te kako ga uređuju. Osjetila se ushićenost uređenjem stana i cimericom "koja je bila izuzetno spretna". Počeo sam pomalo razmišljati o onim pričama da je lezba. To mi trenutno nije bilo bitno u trenutnoj vezi seks je išao odlično. Moja veza se uskoro okončala, a započela je druga sa starim MZ – 150. Došlo je ljeto. Goga je i dalje gurala istu relaciju kuća – posao – kuća i izlasci "na prozor". Razgovarali smo na prozoru. Pitala me je koliko koštaju slike za osobnu i ono pasoš. Rekoh joj iznos. Preturala je po novčaniku i brojala sitno potom odmahnula glavom. "Nama dovoljno." Bilo mi je čudno. "Zar ne primaš plaću u Galenici?" Pogledala me, učinilo mi se da su joj kutevi očiju vlažni. "Đoni tata mi uzima sve, navodno štedi za mene, pušta mi samo minimum koliko mi treba." Ostao sam šokiran. Po meni to je otišlo predaleko, dalje od toga nije moglo. Kasnije sam se uvjerio da može. Posegnuo sam u džep i izvadio dvije novčanice. Pružio sam joj kroz prozor. "Vrati kada budeš mogla u životu." Pokupila je novac i zagrcnula se. Mahnula mi je rukom i nestala sa prozora. Ljeto je bilo toplo škola se završila i svi smo upisali neke faksove u "prvom roku". Škot je otišao na strojarstvo, Strela pod pritiskom roditelja na višu ekonomsku, sa planom da nakon toga završi višu građevinsku i ode u Australiju. Ja sam završio na ekonomskom. Upravo sam radio na motru kada se začuo telefon. Ušao sam u hodnik bez žurbe, veza mi se raspala prije dva tjedna, sa dva prsta sam podigao slušalicu pazeći da je ne zaprljam. Dublji malo promukao Bosin glas. "Halo Bambi." Bio sam iznenađen. "Hei Bosa." "Što radiš?" "Popravljam motor." Kao da prethodno pitanje nije bilo bitno. "Želiš doći do mene večeras?" "Mogu slobodan sam nemam ništa u planu." Nisam to rekao onako hladno kako sam želio. "Imaš još one čarape?" "Ponesi ih." "Možda da ih i obučem?" Nasmijala se. "To bi bilo fora ali pusti to sad na stranu." "Ok, oko sedam sam kod tebe, isključi baku da mi ona ne otvori vrata." Spustila je slušalicu. Vratih se da dotegnem malo vijke na auspuhu, a koje sam upravo otpuštao sa namjerom da ih zamjenim novima. Izdržaće i ovako dan dva. Istuširao sam se i navukao traperice i staru vojničku košulju. Iz ormara sam izvukao jeftinu imitaciju "Serpico" čizama. U džep košulje sam ubacio metalne "pilotske" naočale za sunce. Otvorio sam radni stol i sa dna ladice izvukao pažljivo složene Bosine čarape. Ubacio sam ih u drugi džep na košulji i navukao čizme. Krenuo sam ka motoru. Mama je dobacila vješajući rublje na špagu. "Kada se vraćaš?" Slegao sam ramenima. "Pojma ne znam." Za mnom je doletjela jedna štipaljka za rublje. Zajahao sam i navukao ručno obojenu kacigu bez vizira. Dobro je pokrivala uši ali dalje ne. Stavio sam naočale za sunce i startao motor. Izgledao sam samome sebi cool. Bosina buba je bila parkirana na ulazu u dvorište. Iza nje je bilo dovoljno mjesta da parkiram MZ. Skinuo sam kacigu i polako skidao naočale. Te godine sam gledao film "Easy Rider" koji je neki genijalac preveo kao "Goli u sedlu". Mislio sam da izgledam kao Peter Fonda kada je nonšalantno bacio ručni sat. Nadao sam se da me gleda kroz prozor. Prišao sam vratima i pozvonio. Sve ideje o cool izgledu su se raspale i vratio sam se u stvarnost. Niz hodnik se čulo kloparanje papuča sa drvenim potplatama. Otvorila je vrata. Inače je kosu bojila u plavo i nosila na lokne. Sada je bila više plava, a ispod kose su me promatrala dva plava oka. Nikada prije nisam obratio pažnju na boju njenih očiju. Uvijek sam gledao u njenu zadnjicu, noge ili grudi. Osmjeh je bio iskren i topao. Na sebi je imala istu kućnu haljinu od prošle godine samo malo više izbledjelu. "Upadaj, baka je legla pa smo skoro pa sami." Ušao sam za njom u onu sobu koju sam poznavao još od prošle godine. Nered je bio veći. Nešto rublja je bilo razbacano po ležaju, a torbica sa šminkom nemarno bačena na stol za kojim sam ranije pio. Na istom stolu je bila i otvorena boca čivasa te pepeljara sa upaljenom cigaretom. Na podu su bila dva poluotvorena kufera. Pitao sam se što je sve unutra. Pogledao sam je i čekao da počne. Prišla mi polako i položila dlanove na moje obraze. Polako i bez ikakvog pritiska savijala je moju glavu prema sebi, a potom me nježno poljubila u usta. "Sjedi." Polako sam se okrenuo i sjeo u onu staru fotelju. Odkloparala je niz hodnik i vratila se sa kolom i čašom punom leda. Ubacila je led u čaše i nasula čivas. Gurnula je kutiju sa mentolkama ispred mene. Odmahnuo sam glavom i izvadio kutiju LD-a i stari benzinski austrijski upaljač. Zapalih cigaretu. Nasmješila se. "Brzo dograđuješ osobnost, neki se rode sa tim, a neki je nikada neće imati." Nije mi bilo jasno što želi reći. "Kako misliš?" Pokazala je glavom na upaljač. "Zašto ga koristiš?" "Našao sam ga u djedovim starim stvarima, svidio mi se jako, popravio sam ga i ...." "To je razlika, uzeo si ono što ti se svidjelo, a nisi težio za nečim čime ćeš impresionirati okolicu, recimo ZIPPO ili plinski Ronson. Neki te stvari uzmu jer im se sviđaju, a neki samo zato što su poznate marke." Posramljeno sam razmišljao o onih par minuta kod dolaska, kada sam želio biti Peter Fonda. Sada mi je bilo drago što me nije promatrala, to bi bila parodija. Slegoh ramenima. "Čovjek uvijek treba uzeti ono što mu se sviđa. Ako uzima nešto što drugi smatraju da treba uzeti, a to mu se ne sviđa već isto uzima radi okolice, nije svoj." Smiješila se. "Imaš čarape?" Posegoh rukom u džep košulje i pružih joj smotuljak čipke oblikovan u hulahopke. Uzela ih je i zavukla jednu ruku u nogavicu. Lagano je pomirisala. "Nisi ih prao?" "Ne tako su dulje imale miris pa mi je ..." Ponovno se smiješila. "Tako nekako." Gledala me nježno. "Možeš ostati cijelu noć?" "Mogu nitko me ne kontrolira više, ne radim pizdarije i nemam frke sa milkanima." "Skini čizme, a ja idem po još neke stvari." Ponovno je odkloparala niz hodnik. Polako sam skinuo čizme i položio ih pored fotelje. Dok se vraćala zamjetih da nosi neke crne obične čarape. U ruci je nosila pladanj sa zdjelama. Zatvorila je vrata i počela slagati zdjele na stol. "Račići, okruglice od riže, crni kruh i slane srdele. Vino imam u ormaru." Polako je odložila poslužavnik na stolić pored kreveta i okrenula se. Gledala me. Potom je skinula kućnu haljinu. Ispod je imala samo mini čipkani grudnjak i samostojeće čarape. Nije imala gaćice. Međunožje je bilo izbrijano. Sve moje cure prije toga nisu brijale skoro ništa. Tri od četiri koje sam vidio gole se nisu brijale niti ispod pazuha. Samostojeće čarape su u to doba bile rijetkost. Cure su nosile jeftine najlon hulahopke koje bi se zarolale ispod traperica u gornjem dijelu. Polako je prilazila i ubacila ponovno led u čaše te dosula čivas. "Ne žurimo, počni se skidati kada osjetiš da si opušten." Pružila mi je čašu potom sjedajući na krevet zazvijeckala ledom u svojoj čaši. "Živjeli." "Živjeli." Tek sada sam zamjetio da ima tetovažu na lijevoj dojki onaj dio iznad bradavice koji grudnjak nije pokrivao. Mala slatka mačkica koja sjedi. Oko vrata je imala zlatni lančić sa pentagramom. "Bambi ti si dobar i čvrst." Pogledah je upitno. "Jedino tebi nije bitno što ova okolica priča o Gogi i imaš dovoljno hrabrosti da pričaš sa njom." Nisam želio pričati o Gogi. Ipak upitah. "Kako ide to sa Dejanom?" Malo čudno se nasmiješila. "Valjda dobro." Otpio sam gutljaj, iz nekoga razloga odjedanput se ni meni nije žurilo. Bilo je nečega u ovom trenutku, želio sam ga produljiti. Polako sam otkopčao par dugmadi na košulji. Bosa se smiješila potom prišla i uzela par račića na kruh. "Moramo baciti nešto u kljun inače će nas ovaj čivas brzo nokautirati." Vratila se na ležaj, očigledno je zaboravila na vino. Nasuh si malo kole u čašu. Sjedela je na ležaju i grickala račiće. Kruh je pustila na stoliću pored ležaja. Priđoh joj polako i položih ruke na ramena. Potom sam se spustio na koljena i otkopčao joj grudnjak. Grudi su se spustile prema potkoljenicama. Stvarno su bile velike i imale oblik kruške. Počela mi je dalje otkopčavati košulju. Polako. Probudio me miris kave. Sunce je probijalo kroz zavjese. Bosa je u kućnoj haljini sjedela na rubu kreveta. Nježno me promatrala. Na pladnju pored mene je bila šalica kave pepeljara i čaša soka. Polako sam posegnuo za kavom. Potom sam vratio šalicu na pladanj. Otpio sam malo soka potom se okrenuo i dohvatio cigarete sa stolića pored kreveta. Zapalio sam i ponovno uzeo šalicu sa kavom. Želio sam je izvesti do Benny-ja koji se tek otvorio ili u pizzeriju, potom se prošetati sa njom. "Što radiš poslije podne?" Upitao sam tiho. Dugo me gledala. "Bambi nećemo se vidjeti poslije podne. Nemoj me krivo shvatiti nemam nikoga ovdje ali ja nisam za tebe. Starija sam dosta i već sam u svome filmu. Kakav je takav je. Ti tek otkrivaš svoj film. Ne želim ti smetati. Dobro ti ide i nastoj dalje biti svoj. Mi ćemo se viđati ali ti ja neću biti vodič. Put ćeš pronaći sam." Otpila je gutljaj kave i počekala. Kada nisam ništa rekao nastavila je. "Sutra navečer se vidimo. Prekosutra ujutro idem. Došla sam samo obaviti nešto i idem dalje." Položila mi je ruku na podlakticu. "Stvarno si osoba." Polako sam ispijao kavu. Nisam znao što reći. Polako ugasih cigaretu u pepeljari. Počeo sam se oblačiti. Gledala me kako navlačim čizme i stavljam naočale u džep. "Vidimo se sutra navečer. Poslaću ti prave Serpico čizme i naočale kada ti se toliko sviđaju." Posegnula je rukama iza vrata i otkopčala lančić sa pentagramom. Potom je prišla i zakopčala ga oko mog vrata. Spustih joj ruku na natkoljenicu. Još je nosila one samostojeće čarape. Ljubila me polako i nježno. Nisam vjerovao da je noćas pokazala toliko tehnike i strasti. Polako je skinula jednu samostojeću čarapu i umotala je u kuglicu. Kuglicu je meni utisnula u dlan. "To ćeš mi vratiti kada dođeš u Njemačku, a doći ćeš. Do tada neka te štiti moja amajlija koju sam ti dala." Dodirnula je lančić oko mog vrata. Uzeo sam kacigu sa stola i krenuo prema izlazu. Na izlaznim vratima sam zastao. "Doći ću sutra navečer oko sedam." Klimnula je glavom potom me brzo poljubila. Izašao sam vani i zajahao motor. Trebalo mi je piće i još malo vremena da razmislim. Startao sam i zaputio se prema Škotu. Možda je i Strela tamo. Strela je bio tamo. Imao je i on "prinovu", stari MZ 125. Bilo je korozije na njemu ali motor je dobro radio. Bili smo doista zadovoljni. Škot je čekao svoj novi Tomos – Elektronik 90. Sada su to već bili motori. Popili smo koju rakiju od kruške. Škotov djed je radio te rakije. Jako je pekla. Nazvali smo je "Gromovača" skraćeno od "prži ko grom". Slijedeći dan sam proveo u polu snu. Malo sam i raspravljao sa samim sobom u glavi. Nitko nije obraćao pažnju. Navikli su da imam napade "ćutologije". Navečer sam navratio do Bose. Otključala je vrata i bez riječi smo krenuli ka sobi. Počeo sam je ljubiti i skinuo joj odmah onu kućnu haljinu. Bila je gola. Podigao sam je i odnio do kreveta. Ujutro me probudila oko četiri. Kava je čekala na stolu pored fotelja. Sjeli smo u fotelje i zapalili cigarete. Dok smo pili kavu prelazila je noktom lijeve ruke po mojoj nadlanici. "Moram se spakirati i krenuti, obavila sam jučer sve što je trebalo." Pogledah je. "Vidimo se još?" "Naravno." Položila je ruku na moju. "A ti budi svoj, pisaću ti i ponekada te nazvati." Poljubila me. "Poslaću ti ponekada ponešto po nekome. Ne želim te kupovati, samo ako mislim da bi ti se nešto svidjelo, to ću ti i poslati." Poljubila me i počela ubacivati stvari u kufere. Obukao sam se i zagrlio je. "Puno si mi pružila." Nježno je prešla prstom po mojim usnama. "Idi Bambi. Molim te." Okrenuo sam se i izašao bez riječi. Znao sam da me neće pratiti. Otključao sam vrata i skoro otrčao do motora. Startao sam i navukao kacigu. Počekao sam da se motor razbudi potom dodao gas i krenuo. Trebalo mi je neko opuštanje da razmislim. Dan sam proveo kod Škota. Pili smo pive koje je ukrao u skladištu gdje je radio preko omladinske, slušali ploče i pričali o knjigi "Galeb Jonatan Livingston". Pred kraj dana sam se zapitao koliko je Bosa imala sličnosti sa Jonatanom Livingstonom i ona je nešto nosila u sebi ali nisam znao što. Nazvao sam svoje i javio da spavam kod Škota. Mama je samo prokomentirala "Navrati ponekada doma". Dva dana kasnije smo otišli po Škotov Elektronik 90. Dok smo polako vozili natrag osjećali smo se posebno. Ovo su već bili pravi motori. Naredna dva tjedna su brzo proletjela. Bacali smo đireve znatno dalje. Izlazili na obilaznicu sa više traka i isprobavali pomalo mogućnosti novih motora. Sređivali koroziju na Strelinom motoru i auspuh na mom. Kod Benny-ja smo bili inventar navečer. Povremeno bi bacili vožnju do Slankamena u ribičiju i na malo kupanja. U pjesku na obali smo sparingovali i provjeravali što smo naučili ove godine iz tehnike "borbe prazne šake". Smirio sam se i postigao neku ravnotežu. Onaj princip Jin i Jang mi je nekako postao bliži. Jahači u magli Dugo sam čitao neku knjigu. Već je bila večer ali još za vidjela. Izašao sam da protegnem noge i razbistrim glavu. Noge su me same odnijele do Gogine ulice. Nadao sam se da je na prozoru. Polako sam prilazio Goginoj kući. Goge nije bilo na prozoru. Prozor je bio otvoren ali je u sobi bio mrak. Odlučih se ipak proći pored prozora. Iznenada Goga se pojavila. Pogledala je uz ulicu, a potom niz. Ugledala me je i mahnula. Prišao sam prozoru. "Baambi super, molila sam boga da mi netko pomogne, a sada si ti tu." "Baambi super, molila sam boga da mi netko pomogne, a sada si ti tu." Pogledah je zbunjeno. "Bosa je rekla da si ti jedini čovjek kome mogu vjerovati." Više je šaputala nego što je tiho pričala. Bio sam zbunjen ali me spominjanje Bose vezalo za problem. "Što ti treba?" "Bambi moraš mi pomoći moraš me skloniti samo do jutra i pomoći mi da stignem na željeznički kolodvor." Pogledao sam zbunjeno. "Zašto?" "Bježim od tate u Njemačku." Djelovala je živčano i prestrašeno. Zaključih da je konačni dogovor sa Dejanom pao i da se Goga ponovno seli kod njega. "Gdje je problem? Zašto ne odeš normalno pa punoljetna si?" "Jooj Bambi ne mogu sada ako ćeš mi pomoći kasnije ću ti objasniti većinu stvari. Ovo je jedinstvena prilika. Tata je otišao na neku svadbu i nema ga do jutra, a mama se nakljukala apaurinima i kao gleda "Dinastiju", bolje rečeno na sedmom nebu je. Ovo se skoro neće ponoviti. Samo mi pomozi moolim te." Već je bila na granici suza. "OK smislit ćemo nešto." "Hvataj." Kroz prozor je doljetela manja putna torba i refleksno sam je uhvatio. "Makni se." Odstupio sam par koraka od prozora. Goga se jednim spretnim pokretom prebacila preko prozora i skočila vani. Bila je jako spretna, čak joj se ni ona haljina nije zadigla. Stajala je ispred mene. "Bambi skloni me negdje i sve ću ti objasniti. Skloni me makar i u kanalizaciju." Ovo je već sličilo na histeriju. Samo su me pominjanje Bosinog imena i oči preplašene srne spriječile da pobjegnem. Uzeo sam je za ruku i povukao za sobom. Padalo mi je samo jedno mjesto na pamet. Podrum kod Škota. Zvao sam ga prije pola stata i bio je doma. Gledao je nogomet, još nije bilo kasno i nadao sam se da je ostao uz TV, problem je bio što ga nogomet nije zanimao baš puno. Dok smo stigli do Škotove kuće već je bio mrak smjestih Gogu u sjeni lipe ispred kuće i pozvonih na vrata. Otvorila je Škotova mama i pozvala me da uđem. "Ne hvala samo bih malo popričao sa njim i idem doma pa ga pozovite vani." Žena je klimnula glavom i za jednu minutu Škot je bio vani. Objasnih mu u par riječi situaciju. Kao što sam se i nadao nije puno pitao. Bio je kratak. "Idem otključati podrum, a vi uđite za dvije minute. Držite se zida i nitko vas neće vidjeti." Pet minuta kasnije smo već bili u "našem privatnom prostoru". Škot je izvana zatvorio metalne škure potom se vratio u prostoriju. Upalio je malu lampu kako bi eventualno spriječio da malo svjetla probije ispod škura. Bila je neka slaba svjetlost ili polu tama. Škot nas je pogledao. "Idem gore i za jedan sat ću reći da spavam dolje, da imam nešto raditi. Tada već mama ide u krevet i nema teorije da dođe ovdje da me pita hoću nešto jesti. Nitko drugi me neće ništa gnjaviti pa smo sigurni. Do tada ako idete u wc gore ne potežite vodu to se čuje u kući, kada ja dođem više nije važno." Uhvatih ga za ruku kada je krenuo. "Škot da pozoveš Strelu pa da ko fol on spava kod tebe, tada i neki drugi zvukovi ne bi bili čudni." Klimnuo je glavom. "Ali za sat sat i pol kada mama zagrli krevet inače znaš kako dosadna i radoznala zna biti." Nestao je u vidu lastinog repa, a ja sam ostao sam u polutami sa Gogom. Priču sam započeo skoro šaptom. "Goga daj mi sada objasni sve ovo, sada si sigurna i objasni čemu cijeli cirkus?" Šutala je igrajući se jednim pramenom svoje smeđe srednje duge kose. Sjedela je na onom starom kauču skupljenih nogu savijenih ispod ruba kauča. Djelovala je jadno i uplašeno. Šutala je par sekundi, a potom me pogledala nekim čudnim pogledom. I dalje je djelovala na rubu plača. "Bambi moram se presvući doista moram. Ovo nisam ja. Poslije ti sve objasnim." Ustala je bez riječi otvorila onu putnu torbu i izvadila jeftine traperice sa "buvljaka" i jeftinu majicu. Bez oklijevanja je uhvatila onu haljinu na sebi za donji rub i svukla je preko glave. Ostala je u donjem rublju. Zamjetih da doista nosi neki krem steznik, vjerojatno iz doba mladosti njene mame. Duge pamučne čarape su se držale na žabicama. Grudnjak je isto bio uzor morala pedesetih godina. Jednim potezom je svukla i steznik i čarape. Polako je dohvatila traperice i navukla ih, potom je navukla majicu i cipele. Haljinu i steznik je brzim pokretom ubacila u torbu. Sjela je na kauč. Oči su joj se polako punile suzama. "Sada sam to ja i ako umrem umirem kao ja." Nisam znao što reći. "Goga gdje je problem? Zašto se toliko plašiš? Objasni mi da ti mogu pomoći. Zašto pominješ smrt?" Pogledala me. Sada su joj već suze tekle niz lice. "Zato što moj tata nije normalan i zato što ako nas uhvati sigurno će me ubiti. Išao je na svadbu i ponio pištolj da tamo puca do mile volje." Bio sam ošamućen. Sve mi manje bilo jasno ali Gogin pogled je kroz suze djelovao prisebno znala je što govori. "Zašto bi te ubio. Kao odrasla osoba si pobjegla od kuće. Tko ti to brani. Smiri se." Unatoč tihom glasu djelovao sam oštro. Sada su joj suze već tekle niz lice u potocima. "Bambi zato što je ljubomoran." E već mi bilo pomalo dosta, više od toga što sam se i sam polako gubio. "Ok ideš kod Dejana, a svi očevi su ljubomorni na ćerke, pizdit će i proći će ga. Predpostavljam da ti je Dejan poslao lovu za kartu do Njemačke, što te ima ubijati radi toga?" Lice joj je bilo izobličeno suze su se sljevale u dvije rijeke, mene je hvatala panika. Kada je progovorila uvjerio sam se da ljudi mogu šapatom vrištati. "On nije ljubomoran na mene kao na ćerku. Bambi on me siluje od devete godine i lud je od ljubomore na svakoga u mom životu." Pred kraj je šapat vrisak skoro nestajao, kao zadnji izdah čovjeka na samrti. Sklupčala se i tresla u jecajima na kauču. Ruke su mi se počele tresti, a u nogama sam osjetio slabost. Goga je jecala bezglasno na kauču sklupčana u poziciji fetusa. Otišao sam do boce sa vodom na stolu i popio gutljaj. Malo me vratilo pod kontrolu. Goga je čudno i bezglasno jecala na kauču. Uputih se do ormara i tiho otvorih vrata. Bocu sa rakijom sam našao odmah. Popio sam dobar gutljaj potom još jedan. Potom zapalio cigaretu. Goga je još ležala na kauču i tresla se u bezglasnim jecajima. Uzeo sam pepeljaru i položio je na kauč. Uvukao sam duboko dim iz cigarete i sjeo do Goge. Skoro nesvjesno sam položio slobodnu ruku na njena leđa i počeo je blago trljati. I sam sam se još tresao. Nakon par minuta se počela smirivati. Ja sam zapalio drugu cigaretu i ponovio ritual sa rakijom potom sam sjeo do Goge i položio joj ruku na leđa. Još se pomalo tresla ali u sve manjim grčevima. Prošlo je još par minuta dok grčevi nisu prestali. Potom se disanje smirilo. Ugasio sam cigaretu i blago je podigao i zagrlio. Više nisam bio izgubljen. Srce mi je još radilo ubrzano ali sam postajao hladan, polako, prvi put otkrivajući tu svoju karakteristiku. Kasnije su znali reći "Dobro je dok se Đoni ljuti ali loše je kada se kiselo smiješi". Smirila se. Pustih je. Sjela je normalno na kauč. Prebacih ruku preko njenog ramena. "Možemo sve prijaviti miliciji ako hoćeš ili možemo ostati tihi i samo organizirati da odeš. Kako želiš ali ipak i u ovoj državi postoji zakon koji brani tako nešto." Kada je progovorila glas joj je bio prazan, poput odjeka u potpuno praznoj sali za sastanke. "Bambi ti si uvijek bio idealist. Čvrst si u onome što naumiš. Šutiš i slušaš druge pa im je drago da pričaju sa tobom ali sve idealiziraš." Nakašljala se suho. Ustao sam i otišao do one boce sa vodom. Pored boce je bila prljava čaša. Kome bitno. Napunio sam čašu vodom i stavio je Gogi u ruku. Polako je otpila. Ruke su joj se još po malo tresle. Pogledala me. "Bambi bratić moga tate je jedan od šefova milicijske u Zemunu. Moj tata stalno priča kako sam napola luda i da me treba staviti pod skrbništvo. Bratić mu vjeruje i sažaljeva ga. Ako nešto prijavimo bit će moja riječ protiv njegove, a kraj je jasan ostajem doma pod skrbništvom, znači njegova robinja za cijeli život." Poludio sam. Onaj osjećaj pravde je proradio u meni. "Odluke o skrbništvu donose liječnici, a ne milkani. Na kraju nemoguće da i tvoja mama ništa nije zamjetila? Ako je reći će to!" Ruke su joj se ponovno počele tresti. Nisam to želio. Prišao sam ormaru izvukao jednu malu čašu sa gornje police i dohvati onu rakiju. Natočio sam i potom pružio čašu Gogi. Uzela je sa dvije ruke i prolila pola, ostalo je uspjela popiti. Počekao sam. Gogine ruke su se smirile. Ponudih joj cigaretu. Uzela je. Zapalih joj i zatvorih upaljač. "Pućkala" je ne uvlačeći u pluća. Vjerojatno joj je to bila prva cigareta. Ipak je pomoglo. Imala je nešto među prstima i radila je nešto sa tim. Pomislih da bi i komad špaga dao isti efekt. Polako je podigla pogled prema meni. "Bambi ti si idealist, a tvoja ekipa poštenjačine. Specifični ste samo zato što se držite skupa i imate neki svoj film i svoja pravila." Živčano je ugasila cigaretu u pepeljari. "Kada je moja mama prvi put skužila odnosno kada sam joj se požalila napravila je frku. Htjela je otići sa mnom kod bratića u Šid. Tata je pretukao, potom joj stavio cijev pištolja u usta i prisilio je da gleda dok me siluje. Rekao je da će me ubiti prije nego dopusti da odemo. Moja mama je slab karakter, ne zna naći izlaz iz teških situacija, inače nikada ne bi bila sa takvim luđakom. Nakon toga šuti i kljuka se apaurinima, moli se, valjda se nada da će nam bog pomoći i ja ću ostati živa." Pružila mi je čašicu. Otišao sam do ormara i natočio joj potom sam povukao gutljaj. Polako joj pružih čašicu. Otpila je i ponovno mi zabola pogled u oči. "Cijela sredina nakon godina priče zna da sam ja Ćaknuta Goga, kurva koja je otrčala za prvim kurcem na koji je nalijetela. Tata godinama priča svima da nisam normalna, više ni sama ne znam da li jesam. Jučer me šef na poslu uhvatio za dupe. Kada sam reagirala samo me pitao da li sam ponovno vidjela vukodlake." Ispila je onu čašicu "na eks" potom produljila. "Tatina školska prijateljica je šef bolnice na Bežanijskoj Kosi. Tata već ima potvrdu da sam djelomično neuračunljiva. Vjerojatno je toj debeloj kravi godinama plakao na ramenu "kako nema sreće ali će se do kraja života brinuti za svoju jadnu kćerku koja ne razaznaje stvarnost". Što misliš kako bi sve završilo? Moram preći granicu prije nego njemu uopće bude jasno da sam se zaputila preko granice. Bosa je isto zaključila." Ovaj put je sama posegnula za cigaretama na kauču. Pokušala je uvući dim i nakašljala se. "Otišao je na svadbu i vraća se pijan. Tada je vrijeme za "seansu". Skužiće da me nema. Vjerojatno će misliti da sam zapalila za Šid kod maminih. Dok sazna da nisam, moram prijeći granicu, pasoš imam." Sjetih se onih razgovora o slikama za pasoš. Sve je polako dolazilo na svoje mjesto. Pružila je čašicu prema meni. Pogledah je upitno. Klimnula je glavom. Natočih joj još jednu. Otpila je samo malo. "Ako skuži da idem preko granice zvaće bratića i reći da mu je luda kćerka pobjegla "budući da je ponovno neki kreten samo pogledao i ispričao priču". Priložit će i onu potvrdu. Nadalje zna se. Javiće svim graničnim prijelazima da vrate "neuračunljivu osobu pod skrbništvo", a ja bih se tada ubila. Bambi on je lud. On misli da smo mama i ja njegove robinje. Ako me uhvati ubiće me iz bijesa, a ubiće i tebe i svakoga tko mi pomaže. Zato ako ne želiš reci i ja ću otići." Bio sam već hladan. U meni je bio neki čudni led koji sam prvi put upoznao. Nije mi bilo bitno. Dok je Goga pričala više puta sam se zapitao "da li je to istina". Sada mi nije bilo bitno koliko je istine u tome. Osjećao sam se isto kao kada su Šoba i Guta vezali mačku i htjeli je baciti sa krova višekatnice. Samo da vide "koliko života ima". Mačka nije bila ništa kriva, gledala je svoja mačja posla. Ako je i deset posto od ispričanog bila istina ni Goga nije bila ništa kriva. "Ja ostajem sa tobom. Pozvaćemo taksi ujutro i idem sa tobom do vlaka." Trznula se. "Ne zovi taksi, moj tata zna pola taksista. Izdaje im certifikate za taksimetre. Znaš da ih moraju imati, a Insa to radi. Ako ih počne zvati kada nestanem, a neki od njih kaže da sam na kolodvoru može nešto posumnjati kao da "idem Dejanu" i tražiti da se javi na granice. Treba nešto drugo, da misli da sam još tu negdje u susjedstvu ili da sam uzela autobus za Šid." Nisam razmišljao. Odgovor je bio već jasan. "Nije frka. Odvešću te motorom do glavnog kolodvora. Torba ti stane na prtljažnik, dovoljno je mala." Nešto mi je bilo čudno u onom naglašenom "idem Dejanu". "Goga reci mi nešto iskreno kao sve do sada." Pogledala me. "Što, samo reci." "Da li ideš kod Dejana. Mislim da li ti je on poslao neku lovu za put. Rekla si da ti tata uzima sve od plaće, sada mi je jasno zašto ali nekako si čudno naglasila ono "idem Dejanu". Gledala me u oči, djelovala je jadno ali više začuđeno. "Bambi Bosa mi je dala novac prije dva tjedna. Idem kod Bose. Ona će mi pomoći." Vjerojatno je moj izraz lica bio nešto što bi se nosilo za "Noć vještica" inače ne bi tako brzo reagirala. "Bambi ti i Bosa, bili ste skupa, mislim u krevetu?" Klimnuh glavom. "Nije ti rekla ništa?" Odmahnuh glavom. Šutala je par minuta. Ja sam nasuo još jednu za sebe i jednu za nju. Zapalio sam cigaretu i povukao dubok dim. "Bambi slušaj. Bosa je slučajno pričala sa mnom dva puta. Nekako je brzo raspoznala to o meni, mislim što mi se događa. Poslije smo pričale o tome i o sredini u kojoj živim. Ona sve zna prošla je u ovoj sredini slično na drugi način. Ona je super. Dejan on je govno." Sada je već bilo "malo više od pretjeranog". Glas mi je bio hladan, toliko hladan da sam to i sam osjetio. "Koji ku..$..c si onda pobjegla sa Dejanom kod njega u potkrovlje? Koje protu usluge od tebe Bosa traži, priča se da je lezba. Da li sam ja samo "sredstvo prve pomoći"." Poskočila je. Počela je brzo ovaj put tvrdim šaptom. "Pobjegla sam sa Dejanom da se riješim tate. Pričao mi je bajke, kako je faca i ne plaši se nikoga. Kako budemo zajedno putovali njegovim motorom "odavde do vječnosti". U stvari bilo mu je bitno samo da mu pušim tih petnaest slobodnih minuta, navečer nakon škole, u parku. Kada sam prešla kod njega prvi put me je jebao. Kada je skužio da nisam nevina poludio je od ljubomore. Tukao me i pitao me "tko je bio prvi". Nisam mu mogla reći istinu. Nešto sam izmislila oko ginekoloških problema. Nije pomagalo. Poslije je ispao obična pizda. Kada je tata podivljao nije imao hrabrosti niti da se odupre njegovim napadima bijesa. Kada je milicija došla rekao je "da nije znao da sam maloljetna ali da djelujem luda". Disala je ubrzano. Ponovno je posegnula za cigaretom zapalila je i povukla dubok dim. Kašljala je dvadesetak sekundi. Kada je produljila bilo je to hladnim glasom. "Bosa mi je dala novac za sve što treba oko pasoša "po skraćenom postupku". Dala mi je i više "da se nađe". Rekla je da bude došla po mene kada javim. Međutim postalo je znatno gore u kući. Tata je sve luđi. Sada bi i mene i mamu zajedno. Ne mogu više čekati niti minute. Ostalo mi je dovoljno za kartu do Hamburga. Idem sutra, ne mogu čekati da Bosa dođe. Javit ću joj se kada stignem u Njemačku." Ugasila je cigaretu nekim odsiječnim pokretom. Kada je produljila gledala je u daljinu. "Bambi Bosa nije tražila ništa od mene, samo mi je željela pomoći. Da li je lezbijka ne znam i nije mi bitno. Kako mi je nabacila ti bi to trebao bolje znati." Začuli smo korake niz stube. Goga se trznula. "Bambi molim te reci im što hoćeš samo im nemoj reći što sam ti ispričala. Neka to ostane između nas troje." Znao sam da pod trećom osobom misli na Bosu. Začulo se lagano kucanje, potom su Škot i Strela upali na vrata. Škot je nosio tanjur sa sendvičima u jednoj ruci, a bokal domaćeg soka u drugoj. Strela mu je otvorio vrata. "Hei ekipa." Strela je bio kratak. Škot je pustio tanjur na kauč između nas. "Navali narode, sigurno ste ogladnjeli čekajući me, a mama spremila za mene i Strelu "da ne legnemo gladni". Morao sam im nešto reći i pojasniti sve ali mi je trebalo vremena da smislim dobro obrazloženje, a da ne kažem ništa od onoga što mi Goga rekla. "Škot sada mogu u WC i pustiti vodu?" Gledao me sa osmjehom. "Naravno, možeš i prditi do mile volje, mislit će da smo to nas dvojica. Strela ionako jede što stigne." Nasmijali su se, a ja sam se zaputio uza stube do onog WC- a na ulazu u podrum. Prije izlaska iz sobe sam dobacio. "Čim se vratim sve vam objasnim Goga je iscrpena pa ne pitajte previše." Dobio sam pet minuta da nešto smislim. Vratio sam se sa prihvatljivom pričom. Još dosta rano u životu mi je postalo jasno "ne laži ako nisi prisiljen krajnjom nuždom, ako moraš, reci što više istine a slaži samo onoliko koliko treba". Možda sam samo bio previše "komformist" da bih lagao, nakon laži je trebalo pamtiti što si slagao, ako te netko ponovno pita o toj temi, meni se to nikada nije dalo. Možda je djed koji mi je čitao Bibliju utjerao u mene nešto od božje riječi. Uglavnom važio sam kao netko tko priča uvijek istinu. Ove noći sam to zlorabio pred najboljim prijateljima. Laž je bila polu laž, polu istina ali takve obično prođu. U što kraćem obliku objasnio sam Škotu i Streli da Goga mora za Njemačku budući da je Gogin tata luđak na svoju ruku. Ovo je držalo vodu, svi su znali za Goginu situaciju, kuća – posao – kuća. Dodao sam da smatra da je Goga neuračunljiva i da je želi imati pod skrbništvom odnosno upravljati njenim životom. Nadalje sam im pojasnio da dolazi vjerojatno malo pijan sa neke svadbe i da je vrlo spreman "pucati nekome u glavu ako mu se pokvari plan", a plan je bio neka glupost sa dogovorenim brakom za Gogu ali ne mogu reći sve. Žao mi je ali ih ne želim lagati. Ja moram odraditi posao sa Goginim odlaskom do kraja. Goga je šutala i gledala u svoje cipele dok sam ja tiho pričao, na kraju je samo dodala "da možda i onaj vječno pijani rođak Vasa" bude sa tatom kada je krenu tražiti. Navodno je on "čovjek od povjerenja". Gledali su me malo sumnjičavo. Škot je po običaju hladnokrvno donio odluku. "Đoni ne vjerujem baš puno u ovakvu priču ali ako si ti u njoj ja sam također sa tobom. Nije bitno što je istina, reci što možeš reći. Ti trebaš Gogi, a mi trebamo tebi." Strela je žvakao sendvič i klimnuo glavom polu zatvorenih očiju, uživajući u okusu hrane. Ponovno sam ih pogledao udahnuo i rekao: "Ne želim vas lagati ali situacija je vrlo opasna. Goga mora sutra ujutro biti na vlaku za Njemačku. Gogin tata dolazi sa svadbe pred jutro, što ja znam četiri ili pet sati. Ako skuži da Goga ide "preko grane" blokirat će je preko bratića u miliciji kao neuračunljivu, dok se utvrdi da je normalna može je lako ubiti. Ako, uz sve skuži nekim čudom da idemo na kolodvor i pomažemo joj, toliko je lud da nas onako pijan može pobiti. Vjerojatno i on i onaj rođak imaju pištolje, zna se koji običaji su na nekim svadbama. Drugim riječima tko uđe u ovo reskira dosta." Škot me je pogledao ponovno u oči. "Đoni ja sam u igri radi tebe, jasno mi je da je opasna igra i da pomalo lažeš ali ti si u tome i ja sam u tome." Strela je progutao zalogaj. "Ne seri Đoni. Reci skraćeno "trebam pomoć za nešto zajebano". Mi smo tu." Ponovio sam priču u konstrukciji: Luđak plus pištolj plus svadba plus alkohol plus metak za onoga tko pomogne Gogi. Nisu posebno reagirali. Škot je samo slegao ramenima. "Ako vas dvoje kažete da je lud i da puca, vjerujem ali boli me ku..$..c. Tebi treba pomoć i ja sam tu." Strela je bio kraći. "Oprosti Goga, nikada mi se nije sviđao tvoj stari i ako ga razbijem radi Đonija bude mi gušt." Goga se nasmiješila tužno ali iskreno. To je bilo to. Bili smo u igri. Polako sam ustao i protegao se. "Idem doma po motor i da kažem mojima da sam u diskoteci." Strela je obrisao ruke o traperice. "Idem i ja po svoga bendžolu i da uzmem kokija." Škot je mahnuo. "Samo tiho u povratku, da ne bi izmišljali ponovno laži. Ja ću biti spreman." Okrenuo se prema Gogi. "Kada polazi vlak? Imaš li kartu?" Goga je djelovala zatečeno. "Pet i trideset ujutro. Nisam kupila kartu ali imam lovu. Nisam mogla po kartu." Zvučala je kao da se pravda. Škot je slegao ramenima. "Kartu riješimo prije polaska, zato moramo biti najkasnije u pet na kolodvoru." Klimnuo sam glavom potom mahnuo rukom i zaputio se uz stube. Strela je išao iza mene. Začuo sam Škotov glas iza leđa. "Motore dogurajte da moji nešto ne posumnjaju." Strela je poslao jedno tiho "ok" i bili smo na ulici. Nismo se pozdravljali. Strela me pljesnuo po ramenu i krenuli smo svatko u svom pravcu. Stigao sam doma brzo i pogledao na sat u hodniku. Bilo je oko deset. Sve super još je sve logično. Mojima sam objasnio u dvije riječi da idemo u disko "Kod lude Mađarice" u Inđiji i vraćamo se ujutro. Nisu reagirali. Mama je samo dobacila: "Luđi ste vi što trošite vrijeme kod te kurve umjesto da učite nešto korisno." Marika nije bila kurva, odnosno nije se seksala za novac ali je bila opako zgodna i dobro unovčila svoju bivšu kavanu kada je pretvorila u diskoteku. Meni je ono "kurva" u svezi Marike djelovalo seksi ali mi nije bilo do razmatranja svih aspekata te teme. Imao sam druga posla. Otvorio sam ladicu radnog stola i izvukao kuvertu sa ušteđevinom u markama. U uvjetima inflacije mogao si štedjeti samo na način da dinare čim prije konvertiraš u neku čvrstu devizu. Izvukoh dvije novčanice po 100 DEM i strpah ih u džep. Navukao sam svoju jaknu od trapera i našao jednu staru košulju od trapera te je spremio u ruksak. Otišao sam u garažu i izvukao svoj MZ. Vratio sam se do svoje kutije za alat. Na dnu kutije je ležala olovna cijev koju sam još prošle godine izrezao i prilagodio da "dobro leži u ruci". Od tada je nisam uzimao. Izvukao sam je i polako zatakao na leđa ispod jakne. Može mi jako trebati. Navukao sam kacigu i startao motor. Zadnjih dvijesto metara sam motor gurao. Ušao sam u "naš podrumski privatni prostor". Škot je sjedio na stolici do stola. Receiver je bio uključen i sa neke od radio postaja je dopirao tihi džez. Goga je ležala sklupčana na kauču. Podigla je malo glavu i nasmješila se kada sam ušao. Pored Škota na stolu je bila njegova kaciga, a pored kacige olovna cijev sa improviziranom drškom. I on je došao na istu ideju kao i ja. Čitao je neku knjigu i samo me pogledao i namignuo mi. Otišao sam do ormara i natočio si jednu "Gromovaču". Želio sam razbiti tišinu. "Vani djeluje kao da će kiša." Škot nije skidao pogled sa knjige. "Neće biti prva vožnja po kiši". Goga se pridigla i sjela. "Đoni sjedi do mene molim te." Prišao sam i sjeo na drugi kraj kauča. Malo se približila i stavila mi ruku na rame. Sjedili smo tako bez riječi. Gogi je izgleda samo trebao netko u blizini. Nije ni bilo čudo nakon sve te samoće u kojoj je prolazila pakao. Zapalio sam cigaretu. Pogledao sam na sat bilo je 23 sata. Nismo pričali. Strela je ušao tiho i zatvorio vrata. "Stavio sam motor iza tvog, jaki su oblaci možda malo opiči." Vani se iznenada čula udaljena grmljavina. Strela je nasuo gromovaču u čašu i sjeo na onaj drugi kauč. Nije gledao ni u koga. Kacigu i jaknu od umjetne kože je položio pored sebe. Iznenada je ustao i izvadio metalni bokser iz džepa traperica. Prebacio ga je u džep jakne. Vjerojatno ga je žuljao u hlačama. Uz grmljavinu se čuo samo onaj jazz na radiju. Nakon pola sata je počeo pljusak. Strela se opružio na kauču. Ja sam se naslonio i drijemao, Goga je naslonila glavu na moje rame i drijemala. Škot je polako čitao knjigu. Pogledao sam korice kada je odložio da si naspe piće. Richard Bach "Iluzije". Druga knjiga nakon "Galeb Jonathan Livingston" koju sam otkrio. Pročitao sam je u jednom dahu i prije dva dana proslijedio Škotu. Poželjeh da sam i ja pilot koji starim dvokrilcem luta po američkom srednjem zapadu i "prodaje vožnje od 15 minuta". Ništa nismo pričali. Nakon jazz bloka na radiju su prešli na soul gdje su ubacili i blok Roberte Fleck. Pljusak je prestao i padala je sitna kiša koliko smo čuli kroz prozor. Pred svitanje Strela je ustao i otišao do WC-a. Kada se vratio izvjestio nas je. "Spustila se magla, dosta gusta." Škot se nije dao smesti. Spustio je knjigu i zijevnuo. "Samo moramo krenuti ranije." Pogledao sam na sat bilo je tri ujutro. "Za pola sata." Strela je klimnuo glavom. To je bilo to. Pola sata kasnije kada sam ustao nitko nije pitao ništa. Uzeo sam kacigu i onu olovnu cijev zadjenuo u hlače iza leđa potom sam navukao jaknu. Škot i strijela su slijedili moj primjer. Goga je uzela torbu. Izvadio sam onu staru košulju od trapera iz ruksaka i dobacio je Gogi. "Navuci vani će biti hladno na motoru." Dok je oblačila košulju i savijala rukave zamjetih da joj se ruke tresu. Izašli smo u maglu. Pričvrstili smo Goginu torbu na prtljažnik Strelinog motora. Škot je izgurao svoj elektronik kroz vrata pazeći da bude jako tih. Odgurali smo motore oko dvijesto metara i zajahali. Goga je sijela iza mene i uhvatila me oko struka. Magla je bila gusta. Startali smo i polako krenuli. Dok smo kretali prepoznali smo Fiat 125 Goginog tate kako skreće u ulicu i prolazi pored nas. Goga je zabila glavu u moja leđa. Strela je vodio. Raspalio je po plinu koliko je mogao sa minimalnom vidljivošću. Sa jedne strane mi je bilo jasno da u magli i izmaglici alkohola Gogin tata uopće nije mogao raspoznati Gogu na motoru. Sa druge nikada se ne zna. Taj je zabadao nos gdje god je stigao kada su u pitanju bili mladi. Odahnuo sam kada kroz maglu nisam ugledao svijetla nijednog auta u retrovizoru. Bio sam svjestan da će Gogin nestanak ubrzo biti otkriven. Neka potraga se mogla očekivati, sve ovisi koliko bi mu mogao pasti na pamet Dejan. Napredovali smo sporo kroz maglu. Motore smo parkirali blizu ulaza na kolodvor. Bilo je oko pet sati. Dogovor je bio kratak. Jedan mora ostati na ulazu. Ako bi se kojim slučajem pojavio Gogin tata mora ga zadržati po svaku cijenu. Jedan ide kupiti kartu, a jedan odmah prati Gogu prema vlaku. Na prodaji karata će vidjeti samo dečka koji kupuje kartu, eventualni Gogin opis se ne može povezati sa bilo kojom prodanom kartom do Njemačke. Strela nam je mahnuo rukom. "Ja ostajem na ulazu, ako luđak dođe pravim se pijan i započeću tuču." Mahnuo je glavom prema dvojici milicajaca koji su polako šetali kolodvorom. "Kada ovi dođu i razdvoje nas počeće ono, dajte osobne iskaznice, "tko je drugovi prvi počeo tuču" i tako dalje. To je dosta zadržavanja da vlak krene i sve bude OK." Odmahnuo sam glavom. "Strela to je odličan plan ali i opasan, ako je u "ludom stanju" pucat će čim počneš sa frkom. Idi ja ostajem i napraviću kako si rekao ako kreten dođe." Strela me odgurnuo rukom prema Gogi. "Mislim da je ti trebaš ispratiti. Ne brini se udaram prvi i neću mu dati prigodu da izvlači bilo što." Malo je izvukao bokser iz džepa potom ga vratio. Škot klimnu glavom. Goga je izvadila novac i pružila ga Škotu. Plako smo krenuli, Strela malo bočno od ulaza, Škot prema "Međunarodnom šalteru", Goga i ja prema "redu vožnje" da utvrdimo peron sa kojeg kreće vlak za Minhen tu presijeda dalje za Hamburg. Nosio sam Goginu torbu u ruci. Stajao sam pored vrata vagona "druge klase". Goga je stajala na vratima stiščući kartu u rukama, Škot se džentlmenski malo udaljio i zapalio cigaretu pomno pazeći na okolicu, u stilu "nikada se ne zna od kuda vrag iskoči". Znao sam da ne bi oklijevao da uporabi onu olovnu cijev. Škot je bio dosljedan. Pogledao sam Gogu. "Koliko love ti je ostalo?" "Oko četrdeset maraka, dovoljno." Izvadih one dvije novčanice iz džepa odvojih jednu stoticu maraka i pružih joj. "Uzmi da ti se nađe, može ustrebati." Malo je gledala potom spustila torbu i spustila se na zadnju papučicu vagona. Uzela je novac i zajedno sa kartom ga spremila u džep moje stare traper košulje koju je nosila. Malo se nagnula i zagrlila me. Držala me čvrsto potom mi je dala pusu u usta i vratila se na ulaz vagona. Šutali smo još par minuta i izmicali se putnicima koji su ulazili. Vlak je polako krenuo Goga je mahnula. "Pisat ću ti, javi Bosi ako stigneš da dolazim." Malo sam hodao pored vagona dok je to izgovarala potom sam stao i mahnuo joj. Čekao sam da vlak napusti peron, potom sam mahnuo Škotu i zaputismo se prema izlazu. Tada sam zadnji put vidio Gogu. Vani se magla polako razilazila, zajahali smo motore. Strela je obrisao kacigu od vlage i zaključio. "Razilazi se, mislim da ćemo sada lako naći put doma." Klimnuo sam glavom. "Mislim da smo ga već pronašli." Strela me gledao začuđeno, a Škot sa razumijevanjem. Nismo dalje komentirali startali smo i polako krenuli. Sunce se pomalo probijalo kroz oblake i rijetke slojeve magle. Planirao sam stati negdje na kavu, a potom do pošte i javiti Bosi za Gogu. Pravac Hamburg Planirao sam stati negdje na kavu, a potom do pošte i javiti Bosi za Gogu. Pravac Hamburg Škot nas je probudio oko pet sati. Buđenje mi je bilo stresno. Dugo sam se vraćao u stvarnost. Prošlu noć je puno toga došlo iz prošlosti. Škot je napravio cedevitu u tri čaše i čekao sjedeći na krevetu dok smo mi polako ustajali i umivali se. Bio je već obučen i stvari su mu bile spakirane. Polako smo se spakirali, kavu pijemo na prvoj benzinskoj. Strela je pokucao na vrata susjedne sobe. Otvorila je Olga u pidžami sa oslikanim zečevima. Dobro su joj pristajali zekani, naročito oko grudi. Škot joj je vratio ključ i pozdravio se. Dobacila je samo: "Sretno dečki." Na izlazu smo pozdravili dežurnog na porti. Pogledao nas kako vučemo stvari mahnuo i dobacio: "Sretno do Hamburga." Nema sumnje sinoć su glasine brzo putovale. Pola sata kasnije smo parkirali na benzinskoj na izlazu iz Zagreba. Pored benzinske je bio kafić. Nakon tankanja smo se prebacili u kafić na "prvu kavu". Ušao sam prvi. Za šankom su stajala dva milkana pili kavu i pričali sa sisatom konobaricom. Očigledno se "noćna patrola" odmarala. Škot je uljudno dobacio "tri kave i tri lisnata trokuta". Konobarica nas je pogledala mrzovoljno. Polako je posegnula štipaljkom za za kolače ispod staklenog zvona i na tri tanjurića nabacila tri lisnata tijesta sa sirom. Kave je uradila iz automata. Ipak je bila ok na pladanj je dodala i tri čaše vode bez da smo je pitali za to. Položila je sve na gomilu na stolu ne pazeći da nam podijeli. Oni milkani su nas promatrali. Valjda nismo nešto pokvarili pomislih. Samo nam je potreban šou sa nezadovoljnom milicijom. Nisu reagirali kada se konobarica vratila za šank, tihi razgovor je potekao dalje. Uskoro su se milkani uz smijeh pozdravili od para velikih sisa i krenuli prema izlazu. Onaj jedan je odmjerio naše kacige na stolici potom kroz staklo kafića motore parkirane vani. Vjerojatno ga je malo zbunila naša meka ekavica u šest ujutro. Okrenuo se prema nama. "Dečki, su ono vaši motori?" "Da." Odgovorio sam preko zalogaja. Motori su bili parkirani unazad registracija se lijepo vidjela. Milkan je bio radoznao. "Putujete nekamo?" "Hamburg. " Odgovorio je Škot spuštajuci šalicu od kave. Milkan je djelovao malo čudno. "Sa ovim od Zemuna do Hamburga? Svaka čast. Za to treba imati muda." Nasmiješio nam se odmahnuo glavom i mahnuo pri izlasku. "Sretno, trebat će vam dosta sreće." Pogledali smo se između sebe. Tišina je trajala par sekundi, prekinuo je Škot. "Ništa novo svima je poznato da smo luđaci." Nasmijali smo se od srca. Ona konobarica nas je promatrala radoznalo i rezala kifle i parizer u "radničke jutarnje sendviče", na svaku kiflu bi nabacila sloj margarina. Dok je to radila pazila je da sise "ne umoči" u sendviče. Polako smo ustali. Škot je prišao šanku i pitao za platiti onim svoji uljudnim glasom. Konobarica je izbacila cifru bez razmišljanja. Škot je stavio traženi iznos na šank preturajući po džepovima, da isprazni sitno. Okrenuli smo se ka vratima. "Čekajte malo." Pogledali smo je. Otvorila je tri već gotove kifle- sendviča i pojačala sadržaj sa parizerom. Na gornju stranu peciva je namazala malo senfa. Umotala je to u "masni papir" i pružila preko šanka. "Trebat će vam snage na tako dugom putu." Škot je pogledao onim svojim pogled osmijehom. "Hvala stvarno ste srce." Pocrvenila je malo i zabola glavu u posao sa sendvičima i dalje pazeći na sise. "Sretno dečki." Okrenuli smo se i polako izašli. Dok smo stavljali kacige Strela je zaključio. "Izgleda da se iza tih velikih sisa krije i veliko srce." Klimnuo sam glavom i startao. Bio je ugodan osjećaj da te netko iznenadi sa malo ljudske topline inače nisam podnosio miks margarin parizer. Četrnaest sati kasnije i petsto kilometara dalje smo se posvađali. Hotel Kalifornija Nakon Salzburga smo dobro "prašili" auto cestom. Iznenada nam se učinilo oko pet sati poslije podne da nam "super ide". Odlučili smo malo skrenuti prema Penzberg-u i po Škotovom nagovoru pogledati neki dvorac i mala jezera, a ovo se uklapalo u alternativni pravac. Nije bilo bitno ako malo kasnije dođemo u okolicu Minhena. Plan je ionako bio pred jutro doći na jezero kod Starnberga u okolici Minhena. Do tada biti na cesti i nekoj benzinskoj. Kako je Marko savjetovao mogli smo tada leći na neku od super uređenih plaža u hladu. Umotati se u vreće i odspavati do podne. Policija te nije dirala na plaži negdje od šest ujutro. Sve je ispalo usrano. Sat kasnije smo se izgubili u nekim šumama i na planinskom putu. Vozili smo skoro sat i nije bilo znaka neke civilizacije. Polako se već spuštala noć. Benzin nam je bio skoro na kraju. Škot je gledao kartu i pokušavao se sjetiti zadnjeg putokaza koji smo prošli. Markova karta Njemačke je bila vrlo detaljna. Nije bilo ni čudo, kada je "pukao na poslu" jedno vrijeme je putovao stopom po Evropi. Tu je naučio posao "besplatnog smještaja" i najjeftinije prehrane. Strela je živčano udarao prstima po svojoj kacigi koju je držao u ruci. Par minuta prije je upravo objasnio što misli o ideji "da se skrene u razgledanje", a koju smo Škot i ja inicirali. Mišljene je iskazalo par ozbiljnih seksualnih zahvata nad "kretenima" i uz to primjenu sadističkih seksualnih igrački. Bio je siguran da nas obećani zahvati neće niti malo usrećiti. Meni nije bilo niti malo pravo potenciranje krivice pa sam se istresao na Strelu. Strela mi je vratio istom mjerom i pri tome uključio i Škota u popis osoba koje treba "nabiti na ku..$..c i bičevati dok ne svrše". Škot je smirio situaciju. Meni je objasnio "da sam šizofrenični kreten", a Streli da je "peder kad ima toliku želju da nas nabije" ali je zaključio "da mu je prijatelj pa će mu i popušiti samo da se smiri". Umor je bio jedini razlog zašto svađa nije produljila. Nakon kratke pauze smo pokušavali locirati gdje smo. Navigacija je u to doba bila samo znanstvena fantastika. Škot je na kraju slegao ramenima. "Nemamo što izgubiti idemo ravno ovom cesto pa gdje stignemo." Dnevna svijetlost je skoro nestala. Zajahali smo i krenuli. Prije nego je navukao kacigu Strela mi je uputio jedan smrknuti pogled. Petnaest minuta kasnije je svijetlo Škotovog motora osvijetlilo natpis "Motel Zeppelin 500 m". Ispod natpisa je bila slika čuvenog zračnog broda. Natpis je bio izblijedio i oštećen. Ipak je bio točan. Pet minuta i koji zavoj kasnije smo ugledali mali minimalno osvijetljeni parking i vrlo skromno skoro fluorescentno svijetlo neonske reklame "Motel Zepp" preostala slova nisu davala svijetlost. Na parkingu je bilo samo dva tamnija auta. Jedna VW buba 1200 kojoj po mraku i slabom svijetlu nije bilo moguće točno odrediti boju, nešto između tamno ljubičaste i tamno crvene. Uz bubu je bio parkiran mat crni mercedes. Svijetlost koja je dopirala kroz staklena vrata je bila vrlo slaba. Parkirali smo skoro na samom ulazu. Pogledah na sat. Bilo je već deset sati navečer. Polako se zaputismo u motel. Unutrašnjost je bila minimalno osvijetljena. Iza pulta je sjedio mladi lik plave kose i uskog lica. Plava kosa je bila očigledno namazana nekim uljem, čudno se presijavala u onoj oskudnoj svjetlosti. Ten mu je vapio za nekim suncem, a usne su imale čudnu boju. Nije se uopće uzbuđivao radi našeg ulaska. Promatrao nas je nekim čudnim pogledom dok smo sva trojica prilazili pultu. Budući da sam jedini u grupi govorio Njemački nastup prema noćnom službeniku motela je bio moj. Pročistio sam grlo i upitao za slobodnu sobu i cijenu. Nije ništa pitao, pogledao nas je svu trojicu i rekao mekanim ugodnim glasom. "Apartman za tri osobe ... pedeset maraka." Promatrao nas je i dalje. Nešto mi nije baš pasalo u tom pogledu. Okrenuh se prema dečkima. "Cijena mi se čini više nego ok za Njemačku, toliko dobra da je čudno." "Ne seri Đoni." Strela je bio na rubu sloma. Nije jeo ništa još od nekih kobasica na cesti u Austriji, "negdje oko podne", bio je uz to jako umoran od duge vožnje. Škot je slegao ramenima u stilu "pa što". Zamjetih da je i njemu kazaljka "na minimumu" imao je teških pola sata dok je smirivao mene i Strelu, iz nekog razloga samo ja nisam bio na rubu sloma. Klimnuh glavom recepcionaru ili što već je bio i objasnih da moramo uzeti stvari sa motora. Nasmješio se zainteresirano nas promatrajući. "Nema problema." Dok smo skidali stvari sa motora prenio sam ostalima da mi je čudno kako je odmah ponudio apartman za tri osobe, a da nije niti pitao što želimo kao da mi je čitao misli o trokrevetnoj sobi. Škot je slegao ramenima, a Strela je bio bijesan i konkretan. "Zato što je odmah vidio da smo šupci bez neke love pa nam je ponudio najjeftiniju opciju." Ponovno smo vezali motore onim tankim lancem, počela se spuštati večernja izmaglica i sve je dobilo neki mistični izgled. Zaputili smo se ka recepciji. Recepcionar mi je odmah pružio ključ i nasmiješio mi se. "Kolega će vas odmah odvesti do sobe." Pogledah ga zbunjeno uzimajući ključ. "Trebate naše pasoše možda?" Gledao me onim čudnim pogledom koji nisam mogao definirati. "Planirate otići tijekom noći?" Odmahnuh glavom. "Ne zalutali smo malo, čekamo dan i vašu pomoć da krenemo dalje." On uzvrati osmijehom. "Onda nije potrebno, a prenoćište možete računati kao besplatno, ako nemate za platiti." Lik koji je došao iz hodnika pored pulta recepcije je bio skoro pa kopija prvog samo je imao malo tamniju kosu i veći nos. Kosa mu je isto bila zalizana, a ten čudan kao i boja usana. Hodao je elastičnim laganim koracima i smiješio se zadovoljno dok nas je gledao. Pokazao je rukom uz stube i pošao ispred nas. Popeli smo se na gornji kat. Novi red stuba je vodio u sobe u potkrovlju. Još dok smo uzimali stvari sa motora zamijetio sam da zgrada ima samo jedan kat ali i nekoliko prozora u potkrovlju. Uža i malo dulja gradnja. Bila je to jedna od onih tipičnih njemačkih građevina između dva rata. Lik ispred nas je skrenuo prema kraju hodnika. Na jednoj strani su bila vrata od soba. Onih par prozora na drugom zidu je gledalo na šumu. Svijetlost u hodniku je bila slaba. Lik je otvorio jedna vrata puštajući ključ u bravi, a potom se okrenuo ka vratima na kraju hodnika i mahnuo rukom. "Kupaona i WC su zajednički iza onih vrata." Ljubazno se nasmiješio ali je u pogledu bilo nešto kao da nas odmjerava. "Pitaj ga da li se može dobiti nešto za jelo?" Strela je bio više nego gladan i nije odustajao od namjere da pojede dobru večeru. Preveo sam pitanje. Odmahnuo je glavom. "Žao mi je ne služimo hranu." Zaputio se ka stubama ne okrečući se. Kada smo upalili svjetlo i ušli u sobu dočekalo nas je iznenađenje. Soba je imala starinski bračni ležaj i jedan odvojeni. Ležaji su bili drveni od puunog drveta i očigledno ručno ponovno ofarbani. U kutu je bio umivaonik sa komadom sapuna na rubu. Stolica i stari ormar su također bili ručno obojeni. Jedino je sag na podu bio puniji i djelovao je kvalitetno. Soba je djelovala krajnje čisto. "Tvoj odgovor za čudnu cijenu i na tvoj sumnjičavi pogled kada nam je lik rekao da može i besplatno." Škot je rukom pokazao po sobi. "Zajednička kupaona i WC plus ovo prastaro pokućstvo, to se može iznajmiti samo nekome u nuždi ili teškim romantičarima koji žele osjetiti dah prošlosti." Škot je ubacio torbe u ormar ali je prije zatvaranja vrata iz torbe sa "zalihama za nuždu" izvukao dvije paštete i prepečenac. Jednu paštetu i paketić prepečenca je dobacio Streli, koji je smrknutog pogleda sjedio na onom izdvojenom krevetu promatrajući kut raja u kojem smo se našli. Čim smo ušli odabrao je onaj izdvojeni krevet sa dodatnom željom da naglasi kako je ljut na nas. Drugu paštetu je otvorio i položio pored sebe na rub bračnog ležaja. Otvorio je svoj preklopni nož i polako počeo mazati paštetu na prepečenac. Mahnuo mi je rukom. "Dođi nas dva ćemo podijeliti ovu jednu." Škot je po običaju mislio na sve. Strela je ljut i gladan, dobio je veći dio zalihe, ovo bi mu trbalo popraviti raspoloženje. Ali očigledno nije, ljutito je otvorio paštetu i prstom je namazao na prepečenac, potom ga progutao u dva zalogaja i posegnuo za drugim prepečencem iz paketa. Sjeo sam na rub kreveta i prihvatio prepečenac sa paštetom koji mi je Škot pružao. Nagon dva zalogaja pogledah Škota, on mi je uvijek bio uporište u "razumnom pristupu". "Škot meni je ovdje ipak nešto čudno. Oni likovi ..." Prekinuo me je mahanjem ruke. "Daj Đoni, svima je poznato da pišeš znanstvenu fantastiku, obuzdaj malo tu maštu i pusti me da se odmaram. Ona vaša svađa me u totalu iscrpila uz ono sunce po kojem smo cijeli dan vozili." Strela je već završio sa jelom. Skinuo je čizme i bacio ih ispod kreveta. Potom je skinuo i jaknu i gurnuo je ispod jastuka. Otišao je do lavandina i umio se. Iskoristio je jedini ručnik koji je visio tamo da se obriše. Pogledao je u mene. "Đoni pun mi ku..$..c svega večeras, ne želim čuti više ništa od vas dvojice, a pogotovu ne tvoje fantazije." Otišao je do kreveta legao okrećući se zidu i navukao pokrivač preko sebe. Pogledah Škota. Slegnuo je ramenima u stilu "rekao sam ti da šutiš". Polako i krajnje umorno je žvakao zadnji komadić prepečenca i paštete. Pogledao me upitno. "Hoćeš se ti prvi umiti? Niti meni se ne da ići pod tuš jedva gledam." Odmahnuh glavom. Škot je ljubazno slegao ramenima i otišao do umivaonika skidajući košulju. Nakon brzog pranja je uporabio isti ručnik kao i Strela. Polako je legao i dobacio. "Ne prelazi na moju stranu kreveta, ja jesam peder ali nisi moj tip. Noćka." Uzeo sam svoj ručnik iz torbe i skinuo košulju. Hladna voda me malo smirila. Nije mi se išlo do kupaone. Nije mi se puno niti gasilo svijetlo. Na sreću i Škot je već spavao. Ponovno sam otvorio torbu i uzeo jeftinu plastičnu pljosku. Svatko je spremio po jednu sa "Gromovačom" u prtljagu. Otpio sam gutljaj i zapalio cigaretu. Gledao sam po sobi tražeći pepeljaru. Bila je na stolici. Uzeo sam pepeljaru i sjeo na stolicu. Otpio sam još jedan gutljaj. Nije mi bilo jasno kako su nas oni likovi gledali. Nešto je bilo u tom pogledu što mi je izgledalo poznato ali trenutačno nedokučivo. Ugasio sam cigaretu i otpio još jedan mali gutljaj. Odlučih da pogledam niza stube u pravcu recepcije i još jedan put promotrim onog lika na recepciji, valjda me neće vidjeti. Polako sam otključao vrata gaseći svijetlo. U hodniku je bilo mračno, samo je slaba svijetlost dopirala kroz onih par prozora. Sjetih se da postoji prekidač pored ulaznih vrata u sobu. Odlučih ga ne koristiti. Nisam nikome želio najavljivati da ga idem pogledati. Polako sam krenuo niz hodnik. Parket je vraški cvilio očigledno je bio star. Polako sam prišao stubama i tiho se spustio prvih par. Stube su bile dvodijelne. Prvi red se spuštao do male platforme drugi je od platforme vodio ka recepciji. Cijela konstrukcija je bila u obliku slova L, platforma se nije mogla vidjeti sa recepcije priječio je to zid. Iza ruba zida dopirala je slaba svijetlost. Odlučih se spustiti do ruba zida i proviriti prema recepciji. Išlo je dobro betonske stube je prekrivao topli pod i ništa se nije čulo. Polako malo provirih iza zida. Lik nije bio sam, točnije oba lika su bila na recepciji, a pored njih je stajala žena u crnoj kožnoj minici, sivoj svilenoj košulji dugih rukava i čizmama preko koljena na višu petu. Onaj lik što nas je vodio do sobe je tiho govorio nešto pokazujući rukom krivinu, drugi za recepcijom se smiješio. Žena je bila bezizražajna, samo ih je promatrala, a koliko je slaba svijetlost dopuštala vidio sam da joj je lice prekriveno vrlo jakim slojem šminke. Valjda sam malo više izvirio lik za recepcijom me je i u onoj polutami snimio. "Trebate nešto?" Sada su svo troje gledali u mene. Za trenutak sam želio otrčati u sobu ali mi je mozak proradio da bi tek to bila glupost. Ubacih ruke u džepove traperica da se ne zamijeti da mi pomalo drhte i polako se uputih niz stube. Prsti desne ruke su mi lagano dodirivali nož "skakavac" koji sam kupio na nekoj benzinskoj čim smo prešli granicu Njemačke. Dok sam silazio ona žena me brzo odmjerila potom se okrenula prema ulazu promatrajući nešto nedokučivo vani. Ideja mi legla kada sam sišao sa zadnje stube i zastao. "Oprostite imate li nešto alkoholno za piće, rado bih naručio nešto." Recepcionar slegnu ramenima. "Žao mi je ne služimo niti piće izuzev na zabavama koje organiziramo." Pogledao je upitno onog drugog, koji je klimnuo glavom, i dodao. "Ali možemo vam dati jednu bocu dobrog crvenog vina, besplatno." Lik koji nas je vodio u sobu je nestao niz hodnik, žena je krenula za njim. Dok je prolazila pored mene osjetih jak miris kvalitetnog parfema. Ipak hodala je malo čudno, kao da se trudi djelovati što prirodnije. Lik iza pulta me pogledao onim svojim pogledom. "Kako vam se sviđa soba?" "Ma u redu je za umorne putnike." Trudio sam se da mi glas zvuči mirno. Gledao sam u sliku iznad recepcije. Prikazivala je ulaz u sličnu kuću ali je na drvenoj ploči iznad vrata bilo napisano "Zeppelin". Lik se nasmiješi. "Tako je motel izgledao prije drugog rata, zgrada je srušena kada je jedan američki bombarder, koji je zaostao iza grupe, slučajno istresao tovar bombi ovdje misleći da ih se riješi prije povratka doma. Mislili su vjerojatno da su sve istresli u šumu ali uništili su motel. Ovo sada nije baš originalan izgled bez obzira koliko se mi trudili vratiti mu stari sjaj. Drugi lik se vratio sa manjom bocom nekog crvenog vina u ruci. Pružio mi uz osmjeh. Onaj prvi je dodao uz osmjeh. "Možda se odlučite ostati ovdje, priroda je lijepa." Zahvalih se i polako krenuh uza stube. Gledali su za mnom. "Imate prekidač na vrhu stuba." Dobacio je recepcionar. Popeo sam se uza stube i uključio svijetlo. Dok sam išao prema sobi i meni se upalila žaruljica. Gledali su me kao što Strela gleda toplu pizzu nakon cijelog dana vožnje. Zaključao sam vrata i pustio ključ u bravi. Upalio sam svijetlo ali ona dvojica su spavala snom pravednika. Polako priđoh krevetu i prodrmah Škota. Bunovno je otvorio oči. "Škot moramo pričati ovdje je užas." Brzo se podigao na lakat. "Što je bilo, ukrali nam motore?" Odmahnuh glavom. "Ne Škot ali sišao sam malo dolje i skužio sam za one tipove dolje i cijelu konstrukciju možda. Znaš li gdje smo?" Govorio sam tiho pazeći da ne probudim Strelu koji bi počeo sa svađom i tako uzbunio pola hotela i ona čudna stvorenja. "Nalazimo se u motelu koji je uništen tijekom drugog svijetskog rata, a dolje je još i jedna jako čudna žena, zamjetili su me i zvukao sam se pitajući za piće. Dali su mi bocu vina besplatno, zamisli ne služe niti hranu niti piće i daju ti bocu vina besplatnog. Nadalje imam dojam da me ona dvojica gledaju kao da bi me rado konzumirali." Sve sam izbacio u jednom dahu. Pogledao me sanjivo ali žalosno i cinično. "Ja sam u krevetu, sa luđakom u sobi koji zabada nos gdje mu nije mjesto. Ok, likovi možda i budu malo čudni, možda ovdje dilaju prah ili rade slično. Dok ne misle da smo opasnost neće nam nitko ništa, a ti ćeš svojim zabadanjem nosa prouzročiti opasnost." Više skoro nije niti šaputao, ustao je otišao do prozora i pogledao vani. Zjevnuo je i vratio se u krevet. Pogledao me je. "Molim te ne lutaj po hotelu da ne vidiš nešto što ne bi trebao, iako je to tri postotka šanse. Idi do wc-a i vraćaj se u sobu to je jedina relacija koja ti je dopuštena. Ako ne možeš spavati drkaj ali ne tresi krevet. Sada ugasi svijetlo." Okrenuo se i pokrio po glavi. Ostao sam ljut i našpanan. Ugasio sam svijetlo i legao na krevet. Prije toga sam uzeo pepeljaru i pljosku sa Gromovačom, bocu vina sam pustio na stolici. Legao sam i zapalio. Otpio sam gutljaj potom izvadio onaj skakavac i stavio ga nadohvat ruke. Očigledno me je čekala duga noć kada sam imao dva razmažena luđaka kao društvo. Učinilo mi se da na hodniku čujem neke tihe šumove i uzdah ili jecaj, možda je to dopiralo i iz neke od soba prigušeno zidovima. Trudio sam se da ne mislim na sve što sam pročitao o sličnim situacijama. Ipak izvadih onaj lančić što mi je Bosa davno poklonila kao amajliju. Protrljao sam prstima malo pentagram. Iz hotela se nije čulo ništa. Izvana sam začuo zvuk sove. Popio sam još jedan gutljaj. U misli su mi dolazile riječi pjesme Eaglesa "Hotel Kalifornija". Umor na cesti, hotel u sumraku, čudni likovi u hotelu........ "Diži se fantazijo osam sati je ujutro." Škot me je protresao bez milosti. Zaspao sam tek sa prvim svitanjem i djelovalo mi je da nisam odspavao niti minute. Po dnevnom svijetlu soba je djelovala još jadnije. Umio sam se. Polako smo silazili stubama. Dnevna svijetlost je djelovala lijepo. Recepcija je još bila u polutami. Za pultom je bila ona čudna žena od sinoć. Djelovalo mi je da je onaj sloj šminke još jači, sada je bila u uzanoj majici dugih rukava koja je isticala njene grudi i dugoj suknji. Dalje nisam vidio. Gledala nas je pomalo sanjivo nekim praznim pogledom. Spustio sam stvari i izvadio novčanik. Mahnula je rukom spuštajući pogled na neku knjigu. "Ne treba, sretan put." Glas joj je bio malo čudan kao da se trudi da govori normalno. Pokupili smo stvari i izašli u svijetlo dana. Stavljali smo stvari na motore. Motel je izvana izgledao dosta zapušteno, ona unutrašnjost je bila premija prema vanjštini. Dok sam zatezao torbu zastao sam i pogledao Škota. "Nije ti ništa čudno, ne naplate nam prenoćište, a ona cura je skroz u kurcu." Škot je slegnuo ramenima. "Možda si je pukla jednu dozu praha previše ili se jebavala cijelu noć pa sada jedva sjedi na pički, što ja znam, ima migrenu od dnevnog svijetla." Zajahao sam motor i pogledao Strelu. Strela nije izdržao. "Sada će doći ona dva lika sa strojnicama i pobiti nas poslije će prodati naše organe da dobro zarade od našeg prenoćišta. Samo nisu željeli prljati motel iznutra zato su čekali jutro. Na žalost za tvoj ku..$..c neće dobiti niti pare, tako mali se ne prodaju nego dijele kao privjesak za uspomenu. Ipak ta cura ima dobre sise i malo bih je prasnuo da se probudi." Nabio je kacigu na glavu i startao motor. Iz nekog razloga čekali su da ja krenem prvi. Izašli smo na uzanu planinsku cestu, petnaest minuta kasnije ušli smo u malo uredno Njemačko selo. Na izlazu iz sela je bila benzinska dotankali smo do vrha . Nije postojao kafić pored benzinske ali su prodavali sendviče i kavu iz automata. Strela je uzeo sendviče za sve nas, a škot je pažljivo iznosio tri plastične čaše pojačane kave. Platio sam račun. Cura za blagajnom je bila tipična Njemica za Berlin Oktoberfest. Krupna sa velikim grudima i dugom plavom kosom. Dok sam uzimao sitniš komentirala je "da ne valja tako jake kave piti u tako velikim količinama ujutro, ono pojačana je za nakon ručka da se može dalje normalno raditi". Već nas je bila odmjeravala kada smo ušli pa iskoristih priliku. "U motelu gore ne služe ništa, pa su nam ovo prve jutarnje kave, za mene je to ljepota, kao i vaša kosa." Istina više sam gledao u njene grudi dok sam govorio o kosi. Možda mi da malo svoga mlijeka za kavu, a sudeći po obujmu bilo ga je dosta. Trgla se malo. "Kojem motelu?" "Zeppelin par kilometara prije sela." Samo me je pogledala i pognula glavu prema blagajni koju je zatvarala. Bilo kakve zainteresiranosti je nestalo. "Doviđenja." Zbunjen izašao sam na mali parking pored benziske i sjeo na zidić pored motora. Sendvič i kava su me čekali na zidiću. Otpih prvo gutljaj kave, a potom sam otvorio sendvič i zagrizao. Nisam želio davati povoda Streli da počne ponovno pa sam šutao i žvakao. Iznenada se na parkingu zaustavio stari mercedes. Iz zvučnika mečke su treštali jugo narodnjaci. Mali debeli lik je otvorio vrata i zaputio se prema benzinskoj, a potom zastao. Nosio je traperice i traper košulju zavrnutih rukava. Crna kosa je bila počešljana "na sve strane", ocjenih da ima oko četrdeset godina. Pogledao je ponovno naše registracije i nasmiješio se dok nam je prilazio. "Hej zemljaci otkud vi u ovim planinčinama. Ja ti bolan od jutros mislim kako bi bilo lijepo da popijem kafu sa nekim svojim." Prišao je široko se smiješeći. "Ja sam Ibrahim iz Doboja, ovdje vodim neku građevinsku grupu sve neki grci, turci i pokoji talijan niđe nikoga našeg da se ljudski ispričamo. Jeste za jednu kafu tu dolje niz ulicu ima jedan kafić ja častim. Sjetih se kafića – pizzerije pored koje smo prošli. Možda lik naruči i pizze, neki naši ovdje vani su se trudili da se "pokažu" kako im dobro ide. Pozdravili smo ga i predstavili se. Gledao nas je sa osmjehom i svakome srdačno stisnuo ruku. "Ja krenuo samo kupiti neki strip na benzinskoj, danas imam slobodan dan. Otkud vi tako rano u ovoj vukojebini sigurno ste na tim motorićima krenuli još u pet jutros?" Bio je radoznao i želio je biti ljubazan. Pogledah ga uz smiješak. Škot i Strela su još žvakali. "Krenuli smo prije pola sata, spavali smo gore u motelu." Namrštio se. "Kojem motelu Zeppelin?" Klimnuh glavom. "Ljubazni dečki tamo, nisu nam niti naplatili." Namrštio se zbunjeno pogledao nas brzo i počeo se okrertati od nas. "Žao mi raja žurim, sada sam se sjetio da nisam odnio šefu neki račun, aj pa zdravo." Krenuo je prema benzinskoj. Meni su živci pukli. Spustio sam sendvič na zid i pošao za njim. "Stani Ibrahime." Polako se okrenuo gledajući me zbunjeno. Prišao sam mu. "Meni su motel i likovi u motelu djelovali čudno ali su bili neprirodno ljubazni. Ti znaš nešto o tom motelu, sada mi reci što je sa tim motelom." Škot i Strela su prišli radoznalo gledajući u Ibrahima. Ibrahim je vrtio privjesak sa ključem mercedesa oko prsta. "Šta vi kao ne znate što je čudno, ovo je Njemačka ništa nije čudno." Bio sam na rubu živaca. "Ne znamo i sada nam reci zašto odjednom bježiš od nas kao da smo šugavi, a samo smo putnici u prolazu." Pogledao me sumnjičavo. "Dobro, kad već hoćeš da ti kažem, to ti je pederaških motel samo ti pederi koji se kriju i oni trnasvestiti sa svojim plaćenim ženskim kurvama idu tamo. Niste obučeni u žene pa niste transvestiti e pa možete biti samo ... nemam ja ništa protiv ali ...." Pogledali smo se između sebe. Škot se počešao po glavi. Strela je imao totalno zbunjen izraz lica, pogledao je u mene pa u Ibrahima. "Đoni je rekao da nas ona dva čudno gledaju, ali nisu nam htjeli niti naplatiti iako nismo pederi." Djelovao je krajnje zbunjeno i iskreno. Ibrahim se počeo opuštati i malo se nasmiješio. "Nisam vas želio vrijeđati ali to bolan svi u krugu od tristo kilometara znaju. Oni pederi što se prave da to nisu pobjegnu sa ljubavnikom od žena na dan dva ovdije i malo se provedu. Oni transvestiti što se vole oblačiti ko pičoke, a vole i žene isto kriju to pred ženama uzmu neku kurvu i plate joj na dan dva da iđe sa njima pa dođu u Zeppelin. Motel ti vode dva pedera i jedan transvestit. Ništa ne ulažu posebno u uređenje samo jamče diskreciju i kod doručka ručka večere je svatko kako hoće obučen. Iđe im dobro. Čudo da niste vidjeli da ona dvojica nose onu diskretnu "mušku" pedersku šminku." Pogledah u Strelu ogorčeno. "Ti bi prasnuo "onu" na recepciji ha.." Strela je pokunjeno slegao ramenima u stilu "što ja znam". Škot je mudro šutio. Ibrahim se očigledno zabavljao uz smiješak. Pogledao je Strelu. "Ne bi ti ništa sa "njoom" taj ti voli samo žene i to po dvije ali što ja znam, tako, voli se oblačiti ko žena. Jedan put smo im uređivali vodu pa mi kuharica sve ispričala. Ona dvojica bi vas rado "potrošila" čim su vam dali besplatno prenoćište. Nadaju se ako ste i ovo i ono možda navratite ponovno pa vam onda "naplate". Pljesnuo me po ramenu. "Oprosti ako sam lajao bez mozga, ajde idemo svi na kavu, počekajte da uzmem stripove pa idemo." Zaputio se ka benzinskoj. Petnaest minuta kasnije smo sjedili u kafiću sa Ibrahimom. Položio je dva stripa "Zagor" na stol, objasnio je da ih naruče sa centralnog kolodvora u Minhenu za njega. Kao što sam i očekivao naručio je i dvije velike pizze narezane u trokute iz "prostora do". Ispričao je kako je po pričama doznao da je motel Zeppelin bio čuveni "pedrski motel" nakon prvog svijetskog rata pa sve do uspona Hitlera. Bio je na osami i idealan za diskreciju. Hitler je u svom progonu homoseksualaca i motel zatvorio. Kasnije se tu smjestila neka sirotinja. Tijekom rata ga je pogodila jedna bomba i malo oštetila. Kasnije tijekom "Njemačkog gospodarskog čuda" neki su se dosijetili da je standard toliko porastao da će se naći dosta željnih "diskrecije". Tu ti dolaze pederi, transvestiti sa plaćenim ljubavnicama uglavnom svi oni koji to kriju od žena i na poslu. Tako neki uspješni menadžeri imaju ženu i dijete, a po Zeppelinu slave sa pravim ljubavnikom. Sat i pol kasnije Ibrahim nas je otpratio do prečaca za Minhen. Vozio je svojim Mercedesom ispred nas do male ceste potom parkirao sa strane, stisnuo je ruku svakome i klimnuo glavom pružajući mi komadić papira i nasmješio se. "Ako se vraćate ovuda ovo je broj kod gazdarice samo recite Ibro. Daj bolan javite se slobodno možete i kod mene u garsonjeri odspavati ne morate sa onim pederašima." Chopper za četiri osobe Dok smo kretali niz uzanu ali dobro uređenu cestu mahao nam je rukom. Cesta je bila tipični primjer njemačke pedanterije, dobro održavana i sa blagim dugim zavojima, pravi užitak za vožnju. Dan je bio lijep, a stara borova i hrastova stabla su se izmjenjivala uz cestu. Počelo mi je sve sličiti na legendu o Nibelunzima, pogotovu nakon prolaska kroz dva besprijekorno uređena sela. Ubrzo smo prošli Bad Tolz potom Penzberg i izbili na cestu za Minhen. Grad smo obišli nastojeći naknaditi vrijeme i preći čim više. Hvatali smo pravac Stuttgart – Karslsruhe -Frankfurt. Hvatali smo pravac Stuttgart – Karslsruhe -Frankfurt. Škot je hladnokrvno pio svoju pivu slušajući bubnjanje kiše po nadstrešnici na parkingu benzinske. Strela je motao cigaretu bez suvišnih poteza. Meni nije bilo do priče. Čekali smo već pola sata na prestanak ove dosadne kiše ali "onaj gore" je imao drugi plan. Paleći cigaretu sjetih se što mi je djed znao reći "Ako želiš nasmijati boga reci svoj plan za danas". Bilo je nečega u tome, prvo nas je zadržala prometna nesreća na cesti, a potom mini oluja. Na sreću već smo tankali benzu na ovoj super uređenoj i čistoj benzinskoj. Motore smo pustili na parkingu, a mi otrčali tih par koraka do kamenih stolova i klupa ispod nadstrešnice. Izgledalo je kao jedan od onih lakih brzih pljuskova tipičnih za ljeto ali ovdje na sjeveru to je izgleda funkcioniralo malo drugačije. Nakon mini oluje sa vjetrom i pljuskom uslijedila je dosadna jaka kiša jednoličnog zvuka. Strela je skoknuo do benzinske i vratio se sa vrećicom. Izvadio je i polako posložio na stol tri velike limenke piva, kruh u najlon pakiranju, neki sir u foliji i jedan od onih njemačkih wurst – eva, a koji bi mi okarakterizirali kao "parizer". Škot je samo konstatirao: "Ovdje i kruh nosi najlonke". Potom se bacio na rezanje hrane nožem koji je upravo kupio na benzinskoj. Bio je to tip noža koji smo zvali "žabica". Oštrica bi na pritisak tipke iskočila iz drške, a na drugi pritisak se uredno vratila na mjesto. Škot je par puta isprobao mehanizam prije nego se bacio na rezanje. Minutu kasnije svi smo žvakali bez namjere da puno pričamo, od one pizze sa Ibrahimom nismo ništa jeli. Sada kada su od hrane samo ostale mrvice od "kruha u najlonkama" na stolu, utonuli smo u svoje misli. Strela je zapalio cigaretu imitacijom Zippa koju je kupio na prethodnoj benzinskoj. Polako je ispustio dim. "Nalazimo se negdje oko Heidelberg-a ako se ne varam?" Klimnuh glavom bez puno volje za raspravu. Moja loša volja nije zbunila Strelu. "Već ide noćka, možda potražimo negdje mjesto za šator, neki kamp mislim. Postavimo šator i odmorimo do jutra ionako nije važno kada idemo dalje." Škot je klimnuo glavom, ja sam slegao ramenima uzimajući onu limenku sa ostatkom pive. Bilo kakvu diskusiju prekinuo je specifični zvuk motora. Kawasaki "Vulcan 400" se zaustavio na najbližoj mogućoj točki parkinga od našeg stola. Vozač je polako izbacio nožicu i parkirao, kao da ne pada kiša, potom je polako krenuo do zaklona i stola za kojim smo sjedeli. Skinuo je kacigu i ignorirajući vodu koja se cijedila sa kože u koju je bio obučen uz smiješak sjeo na kraj duge klupe. Mahnuli smo mu uz osmijeh. Klimnuo je glavom, odložio kacigu i počeo čistiti vodu sa kožne jakne. Bio je gremanski plavokos sa onom tipičnom Njemačkom uređenom bradom. Kada je završio sa uklanjanjem viška vode polako je izvadio paketić papirnih maramica i obrisao ruke, potom posegnuo u džep jakne i izvukao paketić nekih njemačkih cigareta. Zapalio je sa Zippom i ispustio dugi dim. Par minuta smo proveli u tišini čekajući tko će prvi početi. Polako je postajalo tamnije, a kiša ipak popuštala. Njemac je prvi popustio. Obratio se na engleskom pokazujući glavom ka našim motorima. "Vaši motori?" Klimnuh glavom. "Naši i dobro pokisli." Nasmijao se. "Ovdje se često spusti kiša, a nas na dva kotača to uvijek dobro opere. Kamo putujete?" "Hamburg ali večeras nema dalje, kasno je." Klimnuo je glavom i polako povukao dim iz cigarete potom pokazao rukom prema našim motorima. "Koliko kubika i koliko konja?" "Sto i sedamdeset pet, dvjesto i pedeset i tristo pedeset kubika." Izbacio sam brzo i u jednom dahu čekajući komentar. Nasmiješio se. "Svaka čast iz Jugslavia na tome do Hamburga. To treba odvoziti. Ove godine sam bio na Jadran kod Split, prekrasno." Razgovor je nakon toga potekao prirodno i opušteno. Njemac se zvao Jirgen i bio je "bajker po uvjerenju". Proputovao je dosta Evrope na dva kotača, a i jedan dio "Juge". Kiša je stala. Jirgen je otišao do motora i vratio se sa pljoskom koju je izvukao iz bisaga. Potegao je gutljaj potom pružio pljosku Streli. Strela se nije dvojio potegao je dobar "gut" pa dodao Škotu. Kada je pljoska stigla do mene već je bila pri kraju. Ispraznih ostatak i vratih je njemcu. Jirgen se nasmiješio i spremio je u džep jakne, potom nam pažljivo objasnio da na umjetnom jezeru, par kilometara dalje postoji kavana "Chopper". Vlasnica ima oko pedeset godina ali bajkeri su dobrodošli. Iza kavane je privatni vrt i mala kućica. Pripadaju vlasnici i često dopušta bajkerima da postave šator na noć dvije u vrtu. Treba samo popiti pivu i malo popričati sa istom potom je zamoliti za pomoć oko prenoćišta. U vrtu postoji tekuća voda i vanjski WC tako da je isto kao i kamp, a sve besplatno. Uz sve navedeno i ekipa koja se okuplja u kavani je OK, a kobasice dobro pečene. Mahnuo je rukom i uzeo kacigu. Gledali smo ga dok je startao motor i polako krenuo sa parkinga obilazeći poveliku baru masne vode. Pogledali smo se i Škot mahnu glavom u pravcu nestajućeg Jirgena. "Idemo na to jezero, kaže da je maksimalno pet do šest kilometara odavde?" Klimnuh glavom. "Vodi ti imaš najbolju orijentaciju i najbolje si vjerojatno zapamtio što je rekao." Strela ga pljesnu rukom po ramenu. Polako smo navukli kacige i nevoljko prišli vlažnim sjedalima motora. Noć se već polako spuštala. Nastojao sam ne zaboraviti "da je najvažnije prvi odvojak od ceste lijevo". Motori su startali bez problema. Kavana "Chopper" je izvana sličila na neki Saloon iz western filmova. Čak je imala i prečku za vezivanje konja cijelom duljinom ispred ulaza. Uz prečku nisu bili vezani konji nego parkirano par dobrih motora. Iznad staklenog ulaza je bio svijetleći natpis "Chopper". Pažljivo smo parkirali, već je bilo pomalo hladno nakon kiše. Polako smo ušao u polutamu. Sve je bilo jednostavno uređeno i bez ukrasa. Drveni stolovi i klupe, diskretna polutama i neka poluglasna rok glazba sa dobro raspoređenih zvučnika. Na drugom kraju je bio dugi šank sa barskim stolicama. Jedino su zidovi bili ukrašeni posterima iz filmova i posterima raznih tipova motora. Ugodna rupa sve u svemu. Dva stola su bila zauzeta. Za jednim su sjedila dva lika sa duljim bradama u kožnim jaknama i prslucima od trapera. Prsluke su krasile razne oznake, a lica likova brade. Noge u kaubojskim čizmama su nemarno opružili pored stola. Kratko su nas pogledali potom se vratili svome pivu u kriglama. Za drugim stolom je sjedio par. Cura je očigledno imala problema sa težinom i povelikom zadnjicom utegnutom u kožne hlače. Lik je bio mršav i oštrog pogleda sa štakorskim izrazom lica. Bio je najmanje za glavu viši od cure. Dok smo prilazili šanku rekao je nešto curi. Ova se okrenula i dobro nas odmjerila. Pripisah to radoznalosti. Iza šanka su pričali jedan debeli nijemac i zgodna žena. Sudeći po opisu bila je to vlasnica. Samo je djelovala najmanje desetak godina mlađa od pedeset. Plava kosa joj je bila vezana u konjski rep. Grudi su bile stvarno veće od normalno velikih, a struk uzan. Okrenula se i nasmiješila kada smo sjeli za šank. Zamjetih da je solidnu zadnjicu ubacila u uzane traperice koje su uz to isticale i par duljih nogu. Sve u svemu bila je seksipil. Lice je bilo pravilnih crta i okruglo, ten više nordijski crvenkast, oči plave i pogled oštriji. Progovorila je nekim dubokim ženskim glasom. "Izvolite mladići." Odmjerila nas je polako. Naručih tri piva od 0,3 na svome lošem njemačkom. Nasmješila se i klimnula glavom onom debelom plavokosom debilu koji nas je odmjeravao sa neskrivenim prezirom. Preko volje je otišao do pipe i počeo točiti pivo. "Dolazite iz daleka?" Bila je radoznala. "Iz Jugoslavije." "Daleeko, bila sam tamo na moru lijepo je." One oči su stvarno imale nešto u plavetnilu dubine. Debeli je donio tri pive i stavio ih pred nas. Ona ga pogleda prijekorno i rasporedi ih svakome po jednu, potom je izvadila cigaretu i zapalila je. Debeli se odmakao kao da ga smeta dim cigarete. Nasmiješila se i mahnula prema debelom. "Njemu smetaju cigarete misli da ima astmu. Stalno kuka o tome da radi posao bez veze i sve mu smeta. Pitam se zašto ga držim još uvijek. Ovdje ste u okolici ili u prolazu?" Trudio sam se biti odmjeren i šarmantan. "U prolazu i tražimo neko mjesto ili kamp za prenoćiti." Nije ništa rekla odmjerila me je ispod oka i udaljila se prema polici sa pićima. Promatrao sam je dok je polako ubacivala led u čašu, a potom isti obilato zalila iz neke boce. Polako se vratila, a ja sam razmišljao kako se kreće lako i elegantno sa tim prevelikim grudima. Polako je položila čašu na šank ispred sebe i otresla pepeo cigarete. Povukla je dobar gutljaj. "Vjerojatno očekujete prenoćište u mom vrtu. Imate šator?" Brzo klimnuh glavom. "Imamo sve što nam treba, a vas su preporučili kao osobu koja ima razumijevanje za moto putnike." Pokušao sam biti ljubazno šarmirajući uvlakač. Odmjerila je Škota sa zanimanjem potom se ponovno obratila meni. "OK možete postaviti šator u vrtu na noć dvije. Carsten će vam pokazati gdje." Pokazala je glavom na debelog na drugom kraju šanka. "Budite pristojni ili zovem prijatelje da vas umire. Motore možete pustiti ispred ulaza, tu su sigurni." Polako je prelazila prstom po rubu čaše, potom povukla još jedan dim iz cigarete. "Ova pića su vam na račun kuće ostalo plaćate, od hrane služimo samo ono na jelovniku iznad šanka." Uzela je čašu u ruku i namignula mi. "Idem reći debelom da vas odvede do mjesta za šatore, kada postavite šator navratite malo ovdje." Dvadesetak minuta kasnije smo završili sa postavljanjem šatora. Vrt je bio ograđen željeznom ogradom i živicom. Kućica je bila na drugom kraju i doslovce izgledala kao "kućica u cvijeću". Šator smo postavili na malom travnjaku na kome se nalazio i zidani prostor za alat sa WC-om u produžetku. Na vanjskoj strani zida bila je pipa sa vodom i umivaonik. Sve u svemu koliko smo vidjeli kroz svijetlo koje je dopiralo sa parkinga vrlo ugodno okruženje. Ubacili smo ono vojno šatorsko krilo na pod šatora kao dodatnu izolaciju i bacili vreće za spavanje preko toga. Mahnuo sam rukom i zaputio se prema ulazu u "Chopper", Škot i Strela su me pratili bez riječi. Na parkingu je bilo par motora više. Uglavnom za nas nedostižni "Suzuki" i "Kawasaki". Istina bio je i jedan Harley, nedefiniran ali sa jasnim oznakama proizvođača. Malo smo guštali "svo to kapitalističko blago" i pogledali se. Škot je slegao ramenima u stilu "što možeš njima je to lako dostupno". Dva mjesta na parkingu su zauzeli prerađeni "Ford Capri" sa širokim gumama i "VW Buba" ručno obojena u crno sa kromiranim branicima. Sve u svemu sudeći po ergeli prijevoznih sredstava vani u "Chopper-u" je bila zanimljiva ekipa. Unutrašnjost bara je bila malo više zadimljena nego prije. Očigledno se nije štedjelo na cigaretama. Glazba je bila u stilu "između rock i country", a više stolova zauzeto uglavnom parovima dečko cura. Prije nego smo sjeli za stol Strela je otišao do šanka i pogledao "Taglich Menu". Vratio se zadovoljan. "Znači "Suzuki za dvije osobe" je dva hamburgera, dupli pomfri i dvije pive, cijena četrnaest maraka. To je za tri osobe OK, samo naručimo još jednu pivu i sve štima?" Škot ga pogledao malo začuđeno. "Suzuki za dvije osobe?" Strela je klimnuo glavom. "Tako sam skužio ima tri menija "Suzuki za dvije osobe", "Wurst parti Kawasaki" i "Chopper menu". Slegoh ramenima. "A što ti je "Chopper menu"?" "Meni ništa ni rod ni prijatelj ali tamo piše koliko se kužim da su to dvije kobasice, dva jaja, dupli pomfri dvije pive i salata valjda od luka nisam siguran sa tim Zwiebel. Ali to ti je 20 marona." Škot i ja smo se pogledali, jeli smo nešto prije par sati još nije bilo problema sa hranom izuzev normal Streline "vječne gladi". Škot mi namignu. "Jebi ga dečko je u razvoju i treba jesti što češće ali da za početak uzmemo samo tri male pive?" Pogledao sam Strelu i klimnuo glavom. "Možemo taj suzuki ili chopper naručiti kasnije kada malo probavimo ono sa benzinske, OK?" Strela nije skrivao razočaranje ali je klimnuo glavom. Pitao sam se kako je ostao vitak. Čekali smo i promatrali okolne stolove. Onaj debeli konobar nas je ignorirao, a gazdarica je imala posla na šanku, intezivno je razgovarala sa dva visoka bradata lika u koži i točila čaše pive. Zamjetih da je ekipa ojačana za još jednu konobaricu tipično germanskog izgleda, plava kosa, bijela put, bujno poprsje utegnuto u košulju od trapera i uz to u minici i kaubojskim čizmama. Mahnuh konobarici ali je samo klimnula glavom i produljila ka slijedećem stolu. Par minuta kasnije gazdarica se odvojila od šanka i prišla našem stolu. Ljubazno mi se nasmješila. "Što pijemo ili jedemo?" "Može tri piva 0,3? Kasnije možda uzmemo jedan suzuki ili slično ojačan za jedno pivo." Klimnula je glavom i pogledala me ispod oka, prije nego je otišla namignula mi. Škot je malo podigao obrve. "Đoni matorki se digao klića na tebe izgleda? Ili mi se samo tako čini?" Strela je samo blago klimnuo glavom. Slegoh ramenima. "Ništa se još ne zna. Možda je samo ljubazna sa nama budući da joj djelujemo kao jadnici iz socijalističkog realizma." Škot odmahnu glavom. "Takve nemaju baš mnogo emocija niti osjećaja za politiku. Meni sliči na onu - uzmi sve što ti život pruža", klimnuo je i nasmješio se. Pivo je donio debeli Carsten, bez riječi ga je posložio ispred nas i okrenuo se na peti. Očigledno nije baš pucao od želje niti za najmanjim kontaktom sa nama. Valjda nas je svrstao u "nižu životnu klasu". Škot ga je ispratio pogledom i podigao čašu. "Živjeli luzeri i debeli nas ignorira kao i dobar komad konobarice i sve cure u lokalu." Podigli smo čaše i otpili pivo. Strela je pokazao glavom u pravcu udaljenog stola za kojim su sjedile dvije cure. Pogledah pažljivije naznačeni pravac i sadržaj stola. Nisu bile loše, dapače bile su zgodne sa tipičnim germanskim facama i plavom kosom. Bolje je bilo što su bile u nekim majicama bez rukava, kratkim vrućim hlačicama i kaubojskim čizmama, uz to noge su im bile utegnute u neke crne najlonke. Sve u svemu bile su seksi obučene za ovo mjesto. Pitao sam se da li su došle nekim od ona dva auta ili motorom. Pričale su nešto između sebe i nisu mnogo obraćale pažnju na okolicu. Pogledah Strelu upitno. Klimnuo je glavom. "Par puta su nas odmjerile. To nikada nije bez razloga." Škot je podigao obrve. "Njih dvije za nas, a Đoniju gazdarica pa nam bude sve besplatno." Obojica su se nasmijala. Ponovno bacih pogled ka šanku. Gazdarica je ispirala čaše i slagala ih u perilicu iza sebe. Radila je to vješto i profesionalno. Bio sam umoran ali pomisao na velike grudi gazdarice u mojim rukama i vjerojatno njeno veliko iskustvo u službi mog seksualnog zadovoljstva me je uzbudila. Pitao sam se što bi sve bila voljna učiniti u seksu. Zaključio sam dosta toga. Iz kuhinje je počeo dopirati miris hrane. Prevagnuo je miris roštilja i pomfrija. Pitao sam se tko radi u kuhinji. Možda neka zgodna cura ili još jedan debeli Carsten? Ma nije važno dobro je bilo i ovo izvan kuhinje, a gazdarica je još jedan put pogledala u pravcu našeg stola. Za sada ide dobro. Škot je namignuo pokazujući ka šanku i polako se digao od stola. "Dečki idem do one dvije sa mojim "tarzan english" pa što bude bude." Pogledao je Strelu mene potpuno ignorirajući. "Ako sjednem za stol uskači na zadnje sjedalo." Strela je klimnuo glavom i nasmiješio se. Počeh razmišljati zašto sam ja isključen iz igre. Po pravilu igra je uvijek bila za trojicu ovaj put Škot, vječni pokretač "idemo startati komade", me je isključio iz plana. Ipak prije polaska mi je namignuo i pokazao glavom ka šanku gdje je gazdarica lokala njihala svoje bujno poprsje pred onim likovima u koži. Polako je krenuo prema stolu one dvije predstavnice germanske rase, uz put je iznenada zastao za stolom neka dva lika sa oznakama na leđima i počeo neku priču. Ovaj trik mi je bio poznat uvijek blizu stola potencijalnih predmeta želja je bio stol koji je možda pogodan za kontakt. Kasnije se lako prebacivao na stol "predmeta želja" i sve je djelovalo izrazito prirodno i opušteno. Sjetih se ona tri mjeseca provedenih uz vožnju i opuštanje po Jadranskoj obali i Bosni, Škot je tamo bio "zakon" za cure. Pomislih da nema razloga da i ovdje ne bude isto. Strela je promatrao napredovanje Škota i namignuo mi. "Koristi stari trik, brinem se za njega, uvijek izmisli nešto novo a sada je na starom. Možda je umoran." Slegoh ramenima i posvetih se svojoj pivi. Par minuta kasnije Škot je zvršio razgovor sa ona dva lika i elegantno se prebacio za stol one dvije njemice. Pomislih da je stvarno majstor i zakon. Pogledao sam za šank. Ovaj put gazdarica je bila sama. Polako je glancala čaše iz sušilice i povremeno ispaljivala seriju prema debelom Carstenu i onoj konobarici. Namignuh Streli. "Možda odem naručim jedan menu ako si za?" Pažljivo je pratio situaciju sa Škotom i one dvije njemice čekajući znak da uskače ali je klimnuo glavom prema meni. "Može želudac mi pomalo radi." Uzeo sam čašu i polako se digao i krenuo prema šanku. Kada sam prilazio gazdarica me samo kratko pogledala. Ugodno se smjestih na visoku stolicu sa uzanim sjedalom. Sjedajući pomislih da onaj vic "Kada je prostitutka zrela za mirovinu?" - Odgovor: "Kada sjedne na barsku stolicu i propadne.", nije bio bez vraga. Samo je prostitutka bila iz neke znanstvene fantastike. Gazdarica me ponovno pogledala sa osmjehom. "Mladiću što bih mogla učiniti za vas?" Ton je bio između ciničnog i šaljivog ali to da me je zamijetila "na prvo sjedanje za šank" je bilo znakovito. Igra mi je dalje bila jasna ili je zainteresirana ili se igra mačke i miša i pali me kako bi kasnije imala temu za svoje seksualne maštarije. Već sam imao dovoljno iskustva da skužim sve spomenuto. Jedini pravac koji mi je iskustvo nalagalo bio je "direktan udarac u glavu" odnosno ili budi direktna u najkraćem roku ili odstupi odmah. Sve druge kombinacije davale su rezultat da ispadneš samo budala u "ženskim rukama", a dosta žena je rado igralo tu igru "napravi budalu od lika koji je zapaljen". Psihološki mi bilo lakše, i ovdje su važila ista muško ženska pravila, samo su možda žene bile direktne u iskazivanju svojih želja. Polako sam otpio pivu i pogledao je. Već je bila blizu mene gledajući me sa nedefiniranim osmjehom, odnosno dijelio nas je samo uski šank. Jebi ga ništa bolje mi nije padalo na pamet ali odvalih odgovor bez razmišljanja. "Lijepe stvari ako bi isto vama bilo u glavi ali za sada ako možemo naručiti dva "suzuki menu" i jedan pomfrit više." Računao sam na Strelinu vječnu glad i moj potencijalni promašaj kod gazdarice, tako da imam sa čime zaposliti zube i smiriti živce. Na moje čuđenje samo je sa osmjehom klimnula glavom i pogledala me ispod oka. Ovo je bilo više nego dovoljno za zaključak "o situaciji". Polako sam otpio pivo razmišljajući da li je bolji efekt da se vratim za stol ili da ostanem za šankom. Gazdarica se izgubila na minutu ali je ponovno bila nazad razmjenujući "uz put" par riječi sa likom na drugom kraju šanka. Kada je prišla položila je dvije uske visoke čašice ispred nas, potom je polako dodala po krišku limuna na svaku čašu i stavila slanik između. Nasmiješila se. "Tekila, nazdravimo na eks." Uzela je slanik lznula svoju nadlanicu i istresla malo soli na istu. Pogledala me prodorno pa sam ponovio njen postupak. Potom je podigla čašicu gledajući me u oči. "Skol kako bi rekli vikinzi." "Skol." Odgovorih ne baš svjestan što to znači. Liznula je svu sol sa nadlanice i ispila tekilu "na eks". Učinih isto. Dok je sisala onu krišku limuna činila mi se izrazito seksi. Imala je neke pune usne. Ubacih svoj limun među zube i povukoh par "usisavanja". Legao mi je limun nakon tekile "na eks". Gazdarica je pokazala glavom iza mene. "Ostao si sam za stolom ali mislim da ti se prijatelji brzo vrate. Sjedi nazad za stol donesem ti hranu i popričamo." Ton i način kako je sve bilo izgovoreno nisu dopuštali bilo kakvu raspravu. Sve je bilo "uzmi ili ostavi". Polako sam se digao i krenuo ka "našem stolu". Uz put bacih pogled prema stolu onih njemica, Škot i Strela su nešto raspravljali sa istima. Sudeći po pokretima bilo je dosta "tarzana english – a" dopunjenog pantomimom. Polako se spustih na svoju stolicu stavljajući onaj ostatak pive u čaši ispred sebe. Bacio sam pogled na "onaj stol" ali moji prijatelji nisu obraćali pažnju na mene. Bili su zauzeti sa nekim intezivnim objašnjenjem sa puno pokreta. Ako ne dođe gazdarica bit ću "na suhom" i sa svojim mislima. To nisam volio. Atmosfera u lokalu je postajala "žešća" u zadnjih deset minuta. Prvo je puštena glazba "Born to be wild" pa "Road to heal", a sada je išlo "Yo, Ho, Ho, and a Bottle of Rum!" (fifteen man on the deadmans chest). https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=89BlFxuyqYQ (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=89BlFxuyqYQ) Za susjednim stolovima su počeli udarati kriglama pive o stol u skladu sa ritmom glazbe. Dim cigareta i ponekog "jointa" je unatoč ventilaciji zamaglio pogled na okolicu. Sve je sličilo da ide ka nekoj kulminaciji samo sam se pitao čega. Kroz dimnu zavjesu zamjetih gazdaricu kako se sa poslužavnikom u ruci približava stolu. Njihala je kukovima vrlo prirodno. One grudi su sada bile u traper košulji sa raskopčanih par prvih gumbića odnosno vidio se manji dio majice ispod kušulje i veći dio grudi. Polako je spustila poslužavnik na stol i sjela. Zamjetih da su na poslužavniku kobasice luk i pomfrit u većoj količini. Uz sve su bile i dvije visoke čaše do dvije trećine ispunjene nekom bijelom tekućinom te dvije čaše pive. To nikako nije sličilo na "Suzuki menu" ali je obećavalo potencijalni dobar provod ove noći. Zaboravih na stol gdje su Škot i Strela dokazivali sposobnost komuniciranja na "tarzan english" i znanje pantomime. Ovo za mojim stolom je bilo realno i dobro oblikovano. Gazdarica se smjestila na stolicu preko puta mene i podigla jednu od onih čaša sa bijelom tekućinom. "Rum Havana Club hladan najbolje ide. Skol." Pogledah dekolte košulje majicu vidljivi dio grudi i osmjeh punih usana i više nesvjesno nego svjesno podigoh čašu. "Skal madam." Nasmijala se i ispila "na eks". Ponovih isto. Pjesma "Yo, Ho, Ho, and a Bottle of Rum!" se zvaršila, a sada je iz strateški raspoređenih zvučnika treštala "Drunken Sailer". https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qGyPuey-1Jw (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qGyPuey-1Jw) Dim u zraku, atmosfera u lokalu, popijeni alkohol i cigareta u ruci su mi dodali hrabrost. Uhvatio sam je za ruku u kojoj je držala cigaretu i polako se naginjao prema njoj. Nije se odmakla ili izvukla ruku iz moje. Samo se blago nagnula naprijed i primila moj poljubac i jezik u usta. Lagano se odmaknula nasmiješila i povukla dim iz cigarete. Sjedila je naslonjena na stolicu promatrajući lokal. Polako je ugasila cigaretu i izvukla nešto što je sličilo na smotani Joint iz džepa košulje. Zapalila je sa Zippo upaljačem koji je odložila na sredinu stola polako povukla dim i duboko ga udahnula. Iz zvučnika je treštao Nazareth "This flight tonight". https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ylW6sC6NNhY (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ylW6sC6NNhY) Polako se nagnula naprijed udišući dim iz jointa i pokazala prstom da se približim. Izdahnula je dim u moja usta dok su nam usne bile čvrsto spojene. Ovo je doista bila dobra trava sudeći po okusu ili je to bila opijenost "uspjeha u lovu". Odmaknula se i povukla dim uz osmijeh. Potom mi dodala joint. Povukao sam dim i vratio ga preko stola. Polako sam otpio ostatak iz čaše. Pogledah prema onom stolu gdje su mi prijatelji izvodili pantomimu ali puno likova je ustalo od stola plešući uz glazbu i ispijajući pivu. Ništa se nije vidjelo izuzev izmaglice duhanskog i dima indijske konoplje. Pogledah prema gazdarici. Smiješila se potom nagnula prema meni pružajući mi joint. "Ja sam Hilda, a ti?" Trudila se nadglasati glazbu. Uzeo sam joint i povukao dim. Stvarno je ovo bila dobra trava. "Zoran ali zovu me Djoni." Vratih ostatak joint-a preko stola. Povukla je dim duboko udahnula i mahnula konobarici koja je upravo prolazila. Nešto je odbrusila na njemačkom moja opijenost cijelom situacijom nije dopustila da skužim što. Minutu kasnije ispred nas su bile dvije nove čaše hladnog "Havana Club". Ispili smo na eks. Razmišljao sam da li će izvaditi još jedan joint ali na svu sreću nije, samo je otkopčala košulju do kraja sada su navalu grudi priječili samo tanka majica i činilo mi se još tanji grudnjak. Poljubili smo se preko stola. Uzeh njenu ruku u moju i pomiješamo prste u klupko. Na zvučnicima je počela glazba iz filma "The good the bad and the ugly". https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AFa1-kciCb4 (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AFa1-kciCb4) Ljubili smo se dugo. Odvojila se od mene i duboko udahnula. "Sladak si Džoni." Ponovno je mahnula konobarici. Minutu kasnije ispred nas su bile dvije nove čaše. Klimnula je glavom i nasmiješila se. "Skal Džoni!" (ponovno u stilu skool). Podigoh čašu. "Skal." Više me nije bilo briga za Škota i Strelu, put ili bilo što drugo jedino sam želio uvaliti se u tu mekoću i iskustvo zrele žene. Polako me privukla i poljubila. Poljubac je bio jedan od onih koji "obaraju sa nogu". Druge dvije čaše su bile na našem stolu. Glazba je prešla u mirniji ritam ali dim je bio gušći. Iz zvučnika se čulo "ONCE UPON A TIME IN THE WEST" https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6vn23e9GnhI (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6vn23e9GnhI) Prebacio sam se na drugu stranu stola i poljupci su bili dugi. Osjetih nokte na svojim leđima. Zavukla je ruke ispod jakne i noktići mačke su derali kroz majicu. Polako odvojih usne od njenih. Odmaknula se od mene. Pogledah prema onom stolu gdje se ubacili Škot i Strela. Škot je kroz pukotinu dima i ljudskih tijela gledao prema našem stolu. Pogledi su nam se susreli nasmiješio se u stilu "uživaj". Osjećao sam se moćno. Zagrlio sam Hildu i privukao je na rame. Nije se protivila, a nove dvije čaše su se našle ispred nas. Konobarica mi se nasmiješila. Sve je djelovalo dobro i previše dobro. Pogladih je drugom rukom blago po kosi. "Do kada moraš raditi ovdje?" Malo se odmakla od mene i pogledala me u oči, bio je to duboki čudni pogled. "Do kada želim, debeli je tu on je ako ništa drugo pošten do kraja i sve će obaviti kako treba, ali ..." Grlo mi se malo stisnulo ono "ali" nije obećavalo dobro. Pogledah je u oči prodornim pogledom. "Ali što?" Malo samo malo je iskrivila glavu. Potom je polako ali dovoljno glasno počela." "Džoni ok si zgodan visok i to ali ja bih vas svu trojicu." Malo se odmakoh od Hilde. Nisam bio siguran da sam dobro skužio što je rekla na kraju moj njemački je bio loš. "Što misliš sa tim." Pažljivo se okrenula i uhvatila me za obije ruke. Gledala me u oči. "Ti tvoja dva prijatelja i ja to je kombinacija." Osjećao sam se izgubljeno ili nisam dobro skužio ili je moj uspjeh sa Hildom "drek na žbici". "Časno odstupanje" nije bilo moguće jedino "agresivan pristup" je preostao. "Kako misliš nas tri i ti. Što bi radili?" Pogledala me sa osmijehom. "Imam par video kazeta ako ti nije jasno što bi radili. Ali nije bitno ugodna noć. Ako se dogovorite dođi do šanka, poslije idemo kod mene." Izvukla je ruke iz mojih i polako se počela provlačiti pored mene. Uhvatih je za ruku. U meni je ključalo želja, bijes, iznenađenje tuga. "Možda bih ja volio dvije žene u krevetu, a moji prijatelji su se kako mi se čini udomili za noćas?" Pogledala me nekim čudnim pogledom, potom je pogledala prema stolu sa Škotom i Strelom i one dvije njemice. "Nisu one dvije su lezbijke ali vole očijukati sa dečkima tek toliko da si dokažu nešto, ne znam što. Što se tiče dvije cure u tvom krevetu i to je moguće ali sada sam u drugoj fazi." Pogladila me rukom po obrazu i polako je spustila na moje grudi. U tom polu ustajućem položaju sa grudima ispod moga nosa i rukom na mojim grudima bila je taaako seksi. "Džoni sladak si mladi komad, javi se kada se budeš vraćao doma možda budem u fazi koju ti voliš." Polako se izvukla između stola i mene i otišla do šanka. Nastavila je točiti piće i glancati čaše. Djelovala je hladno i pričala sa svakim tko bi prišao šanku. Bacih pogled na gomilu hrane na pladnju, nije mi se jelo. Konobarica se stvorila pored mene i pustila mi na stol čašu sa hladnim "Havana Club". Iz zvučnika je deralo "Live is Life". https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EGikhmjTSZI (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EGikhmjTSZI) Pogledah za drugi stol. Škot se polako dizao uz osmjeh Strela je ustajao sa one stolice na koju se uvalio zbunjena izraza lica. Kroz izmaglicu dima nisam bio siguran da li su djelovali razočarano. Polako su prišli i sjeli za stol. Strela je zamijetio hranu i bacio se na kobasice i pomfrit. Škot me polako pogledao. "One dvije su ...." "Lezbijke." Dopunih ga. Pogledao me umorno i klimnuo glavom. Polako je uzeo jedan pomfrit sa tanjura i ubacio ga u usta. Žvakao je temeljito da smiri hormone. "Koliko dođe ovo zadovoljstvo hrane?" Djelovalo je da pita više reda radi, Strela je žvakao drugu kobasicu ne uzbuđujući se. Slegoh ramenima. "Ništa Hilda časti odnosno gazdarica časti." Pogledao me i ubacio drugi pomfrit u usta. "Barem se tebi posrećilo. Spavaš kod nje noćas?" Odmahnuh glavom. "Prima ili svu trojicu ili ni jednog." Strela je prestao žvakati kobasu i gledao u mene u stilu "sunčanica je kriva". Škot se nasmijao. "Zna žena što hoće, život je jedan i što si joj rekao?" Ponovno slegoh ramenima imitirajući Dudeka iz popularne serije "Gruntovčani". "Kaj ti ja znam ne pačam se u politiku." Škot se nasmijao, a Strela nastavio žvakati. Iz zvučnika je treštalo "Comandante Che Guevara ". https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SSRVtlTwFs8 (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SSRVtlTwFs8) Polako smo napuštali stol, Hilda je još bila u svom filmu na šanku, glancanje čaša i povremeni razgovori sa likovima za šankom. Škot i Strela su krenuli prema vratima, ja nisam mogao to učiniti, još mi je u glavi sviralo "Comandante Che Guevara ". Tada je to značilo puno toga. Da nisi "peder nego lik" da si pomalo anarhist (za razliku od "tvrdog socijalizima") da si "faca". Polako sam prišao šanku i čekao da mi se obrati. Nakon par minuta se isplatilo nije izdržala. "Džoni što mogu učiniti za tebe?" Pogledah je jednim od svojih "sada i nikada više" pogleda razvijenih u par godina komuniciranja sa ženama. "Ako ne puštaš glazbu po planu daj mi još jedan put "Live is Life"." Dugo me gledala potom klimnula glavom bez daljnjih komentara. "OK Džoni za tebe." Okrenuo sam se i polako krenuo prema izlazu. Par koraka kasnije pratila me glazba "Live is Life". Nije to bilo što sam želio ali je ipak bilo nešto. Polako zatvorih vrata za sobom. Vani je bilo svježe i hladno. Polako sam krenuo prema šatoru koji smo postavili. U glavi mi još bila slika iz jednog pra starog filma "Sa Zapada", a remake istog je bio urađen par godina prije pod nazivom "Vatrene ulice". Ono "Live is Life" je bila scena kada lika koji je propalitet pitaju za pomoć da se riješe drugih siledžija. Isti im kaže "Želite bitangu koja će riješiti vaš problem? E pa nema kvalitetne bitange za malu lovu." Tada počinje glazba "Live is Life". Ubacih se u šator i umotah u vreću za spavanje. U mislima sam bio sa Hildom. Ona dvojica su već spavali "snom pravednika". Očigledno nisu ni poljubili niti jednu od one dvije "lezbe" pa ih nije imalo što mučiti. Mene je. Sat vremena kasnije sam bio budan. Spavao sam možda petnaest minuta. Polako da ne probudim dva "pravednika" se izvukoh iz šatora. To je bio jedini šator koji smo posjedovali, ništa posebno makedonski "Lisca" za tri osobe. Polako sam navukao čizme i jaknu. Izvukao sam cigaretu iz džepa traper košulje i zapalio. Duhan me malo smirio sjetih se reklame za "Marlboro" - "Sa cigaretom nisi sam" i uz to slika kauboja na konju koji kuri upravo marlboro. Suzdržah smijeh. Polako sam krenuo svijesno ili ne svijesno prema "Chopper-u". Vani u kutu mi se činilo da vidim žar cigarete. Polako sam prišao. Carsten je sjedio na gajbi od pive i pušio. Čudna situacija za nekoga tko" ima astmu i ne podnosi dim cigarete". Pogledao me ne baš iznenađen. Bilo je to tipično suho njemački "Čus" bez osjećaja. Stao sam pored njegove "fotelje" i povukao dim iz cigarete. "Hilda zna da pušiš?" Pogledao me mrzovoljno. "Ne baš, misli da mi smeta dim duhana." Klimnuh mu glavom. "I voli tri dečka u krevetu pa smo ti i ja jednaki." Nije reagirao na izjavu. Povukli smo još par puta svatko iz svoje cigarete. Slegoh ramenima i izbacih svoj loši njemački. "OK ne želim te gnjaviti idem natrag u vrt." Bacio sam cigaretu i ugasio je petom čizme. Krenuo sam polako ka šatoru, iza sebe sam čuo tipično "Hei". Okrenuh se na peti, Carsten mi je mahao slobodnom rukom. Polako sam mu prišao. Ustao je i bacio čik na beton potom ga pažljivo ugasio petom cipele. Stao je pred mene kao da me izaziva. Bio je skoro za glavu niži ali me gledao direktno u oči. Nisam se osjećao ugodno, bilo je nešto u tom debelom liku što je govorilo "ne zajebavaj ga bez razloga". Polako me odmjerio. "Ja je volim i znam jedno, nikada nikome ne nudi ništa ako nije zainteresirana za njega. Zato vrati se nazad i zagrli je, ako ti je nešto ponudila znači da si ti prvi u igri, a ostalo pusti na stranu. Možeš ući na zadnji ulaz slijedećih petnaest minuta ti pustim otvoreno." Polako se okrenuo i ušao na zadnji ulaz. Ostao sam sam sa sobom. Polako sam sjeo na gajbu na kojoj je minutu prije sjedio debeli Carsten. Lik mi je djelovao OK, sada nakon par razmijenjenih riječi. Zapalih novu cigaretu. Imao sam "cajta" popušiti cigaretu i ući na zadnji ulaz ako to odlučim. Na kraju krajeva mogao sam i na glavni ulaz bez frke. Bitno je ostati hladan. Nebo je bilo prekriveno zvijezdama. Par minuta kasnije ugasih pola cigarete petom i krenuh prema zadnjem ulazu. Bio je otključan. Polako otvorih vrata i provukoh se u svijetlo kuhinje. Carsten je upravo pričao sa debelom plavokosom njemicom, crvenom u licu od toplote električnog roštilja na kojem je okretala kobasice i hamburgere. Pogledali su me i produljili svoj razgovor kao da se ništa nije dogodilo. Polako prođoh prema slijedećim vratim i provukoh se kroz njih. Hilda je upravo izvlačila i slagala novu pivu u bocama u hladnjak. Zadnjica je bila znatno iznad hladnjaka i bila je jedna od rijetkih ženskih zadnjica na koju mi se dizao. Polako sam zatvorio vrata i čekao. Kada je završila slaganje okrenula se i iznenađeno ustuknula korak. Pogledala me i polako se nasmiješila. "Ne spavaš Džoni?" Već točno spominjanje mog nadimka je govorilo dosta. Odmahnuh glavom. "Ne mogu, mislim na tebe i onih par poljubaca koji su bili tek tako." Nadao sam se da je moj njemački dosta precizan nisam želio da sve dobije drugi tonalitet. Mahnula mi je rukom da priđem. Dok sam prilazio izvadila je bocu "Havana Club" iz hladnjaka i dvije čaše. Polako je nasula piće i pružila mi čašu. Nadao sam se da to nije ono "popij i nestani". Podigla je čašu. "Skal." Ponovno je to zvučalo kao skool. "Živjeli ." Odgovorih. Pogledala me iznenađeno i nasmiješila se. Ispili smo na eks. Gledao sam je, bila je za glavu niža od mene. Gledala me bez izraza lica potom me polako uhvatila za rub jakne i povukla ka sebi. Poljubac je bio dug. "Noćas uzimam samo tebe ali sutra nestani." Sve je bilo izgovoreno uz smiješak i nije zvučalo grubo. Uhvatih je za ruku i ponovno poljubih. Poljubac je bio jedan od onih "praskavaca" – ravno u glavu. Stisnula mi je jače prste i pustila ruku potom otišla do konobarice nešto joj objašnjavajući tihim glasom. Pogledah po lokalu. Bilo je skoro pusto. Za stolovima je ostalo još par ljudi. Dva para koji su se nemilice ljubili i nekoliko polupijanih samaca. Prišla mi je i uhvatila me za ruku, potom nježno poljubila. Polako smo krenuli ka kuhinjskom izlazu. Dok smo prolazili kroz kuhinju pogledah Carsten-a, samo mi mahnuo rukom i produljio pričati sa onom debelom kuharicom. Kuharica je gledala za nama dok sam pažljivo puštao ulazna vrata, nadao sam se da će provesti noć sa Crastenom mislim da si pašu. Polako smo prešli kamenu stazu od restorana do kuće. "Kućica u cvijeću" je i iznutra izgledala isto. Prizemlje sa velikim dnevnim boravkom prepunim cvijeća u posudama i kat sa spavaćim sobama. Nismo stigli do kata. Pravac Hamburg Pravac Hamburg "Popušio bih ti da dođeš sebi ali nemam povećalo da ti ga nađem!" Strela je bio u svom elementu, gurajući vrhom kaubojske čizme komadić sendviča prema košari za smeće. Ja svoj sendvič nisam pojeo. Ležao je na klupi pored mene na komadu najlona. Ponovno je na meniju bilo sendviči od "kruha sa najlonkama" i neke suhe salame, uz to po limenka kole svakome. Ovo je bila neka jeftina kola u bijelim limenkama. Nije bilo bitno imala je skoro isti okus kao originalna Coca Cola. Otpio sam gutljaj iz limenke i zapalio novu cigaretu. Škot me upitno pogledao. "Koji ti ku..$..c Djoni, nisi progovorio niti riječ zadnjih par sati? Nije ni čudo da se Strela brine za tebe." Odmahnuh glavom izbjegavajući pogledati ih u oči. "Dečki "no sikiriki", samo sam umoran." Strela je laganim udarcem noge smjestio ostatak sendviča pored košarice za smeće i okrenuo se. "Pa daa ti si "radiijo" cijelu noć i sada bi te trebali žaliti. Mada moram priznati ona kava i kajgana ujutro su bili prava stvar. Jedina korist od tvog seksanja sa ekstremnim parom sisa." Ipak je pokupio rukom komadić kruha i salame od sendviča i ubacio ih u košaru. Pripisah njegov ispad tome što mu je zadnji komadić sendviča ispao iz ruke dok je posezao za limenkom cole. Kada je hrana bila u pitanju lako je pucao po živcima. Škot ga je pogledao sa zanimanjem. Odmahnuo je rukom i slegao ramenima. "Pusti Djonija na miru, ako je ok i možemo dalje, svaki dalji razgovor i podjebavanje bi bili bespredmetni." Strela je morao "imati zadnju". "Pustio bih ga ali mu se očigledno nije digao noćas pa je sve morao odraditi jezikom. E sad vidiš razhebo je istegao ili potrošio jezik pa od jutros šuti." Hilda je to jutro napravila jaja na kajganu u četiri tanjura i punu posudu filter kave. Dodala je i bokal svježeg soka od naranče. Sve je smjestila na malu terasu prema vrtu. Nakon toga me probudila i obavijestila da pozovem prijatelje. Doručkovali smo uz malo razgovora. Meni se spavalo i nisam želio otići od te žene ali dogovor od sinoć i jutarnji doručak sa kavom jasno su govorili da "nema daljnje rasprave". Uz sve navedeno bila je ljubazna ali distancirana, kao da se ništa nije dogodilo već samo služi goste u svom lokalu. Škot je ubacio par ljubaznih riječi na engleskom, a Strela je samo par puta rekao "Thank you madam". Šator smo spakirali za petnaest minuta. Bilo je oko 9 sati kada smo prišli motorima. Hilda me ipratila do motora. Pogledao sam je, a ona se nasmiješila i dala mi pusu u usta. To je bilo sve. Pogladio sam je po obrazu vrhovima prstiju potom se okrenuo prema motoru. Škot i Strela su već sjedili na svojima gledajući u drugom pravcu. Dok sam se okretao osjetih da me uhvatila za lakat sa leđa. Zastao sam i kada me povukla okrenuo sam se ka njoj. Gledala me u oči uz osmijeh. Potom me polako privukla i poljubila nježno. Bio sam zbunjen. Ona je samo posegnula rukom u džep jakne od trapera koju je nosila u tom hladnom jutru i izvukla metalnu tabakeru i zippo koji je palcem držala priljubljenog za tabakeru. Polako mi je pružila tabakeru sa zipp-om. "Uzmi da me se sjetiš ponekad. Imaš tri travke unutra pa pazi. Ako prolaziš ovuda u povratku javi se ali ne očekuj puno. Moglo bi postati ozbiljno, a ja bih ti bila majka .." Uzeo sam poklon gledajući zbunjeno. Okrenula se i otišla bez riječi. Gurnuo sam tabakeru i Zippo u unutarnji džep jakne i zajahao motor. Nije mi se išlo ali bio sam svjestan da nema razloga ni logike ostati. Jednostavno to je bilo to. Petljao sam sa tri drukera na mojoj istočno njemačkoj kacigi pokušavajući pričvrstiti plastični vizir za cijelo lice. Kada mi je to pošlo za rukom navukao sam kacigu i startao MZ-a te bez puno "zagrijavanja" krenuo. Škot i Strela su me pratili. Petnaest minuta kasnije izbili smo na auto cestu za Frankfurt. Dodao sam gas pazeći pri tome da ne prelazim 90 km/s što je bila Strelina maksimalna putna brzina. Nisam želio razmišljati niti analizirati, a najmanje pričati sa bilo kim. Zato sam držao tempo i usredotočio se na cestu. Farnkfurt smo obišli auto cestom i produljili prema Dortmundu. Nakon toga je plan bio auto cestom preko Munstera i Bremena prema Hamburgu. Uglavnom pravac bez puno "oštrih" uspona koji su za naše konjske snage bili poražavajući. Vozili smo skoro dva sata kada je potreba za benzinom naložila skretanje na prvu crpku. Natankali smo benzu i prebacili se na parking. Strela je bez riječi otišao da automata za kavu na benzinskoj i donio tri papirne šalice sa tipičnom njemačkom filter kavom. Cigaretu sam zapalio Hildinim Zippo-om. Nastojao sam ne misliti puno, još mi je prošla noć bila svježa u glavi i ma koliko se trudio nisam je mogao zaboraviti. Jedini zaključak je bio da je "to žena za mene". Škot je izvadio kartu i zbrajao kilometre koji su nam preostali. Nejasno sam čuo njegov razgovor sa Strelom "da se radi oko još 450 km, pa nije siguran da li je to moguće danas, već je podne". Zaključio je da ako produljimo ovim tempom možemo računati u najboljem slučaju negdje oko 22 sata da smo u Hamburgu, a budući da nas čeka par prijelaza po lokalnim cestama i pauze za odmor. Pogledali su u mom pravcu. Slegao sam ramenima i polako otišao do košare za smeće i ubacio praznu šalicu od kave. Prišao sam motoru i bacio čik cigarete na zemlju te ga pažljivo zagasio vrhom čizme. Namignuo sam Škotu i skinuo plastični vizir sa kacige te ga ubacio u vojničku torbu na prtljažniku. Stavio sam naočale za sunce i navukao kacigu. Škot je slijedio moj primjer. Polako smo krenuli sa parkinga. Ritual sa kavom i benzinom smo ponovili još dva puta. Sada oko sedam sati poslije podne, mrtvi umorni smo sjedili nadomak Bremena u parku nekog malog mjesta čiji naziv nismo mogli ni skužiti niti izgovoriti. Jednostavno od devet ujutro do sada smo napravili samo par pauza i umor i kilometraža su uzimali svoje. Od oko devet sati puta više od sedam smo proveli u vožnji. Zbroj je bio preko 400 km. Čekalo nas je još nešto oko 150 ali nakon pauze nije nam se vozilo dalje. Sve to je bio dodatni razlog da se podigne prag razdražljivosti i počne "bockanje". Polako sam ustao sa klupe i podigao sendvič. Dva komada sterilnog kruha sa nešto nedefinirane salame. Pružih sendvič Streli. "Uzmi ja ne mogu jesti." Pogledao me oštro, a potom opalio rukom po ramenu. "Jedi Djoni čeka nas još koji kilometar. Treba ti snaga, a Hildu nabij na ku..$..c u mislima pa sve bude ok." Zvučalo je prijateljski i umirujuće. Nisam imao volje komentirati bilo što. Najlakše je bilo zagrizi sendvič i šuti. Žvakao sam polako. Škot me odmjerio i počeo oprezno. "Kupio sam karticu za telefon, a preko puta parka ti je govornica. Da nazoveš Gogu i javiš joj da stižemo kasno. Nije frka petak je pa vikend sigurno ne radi." Klimnuo sam glavom gutajući bezvoljno onaj sterilni sendvič. "Možeš je i ti nazvati. Imaš broj." Prije polaska sam im dao Gogin broj telefona, kao kontakt za slučaj da se netko odvoji ili izgubi odnosno "za rezervu". Minutu kasnije Škot se zaputio prema govornici. Ja sam ostatak sendviča pružio Streli i zapalio novu cigaretu. Strela me odmjerio prijateljskim pogledom potom odložio sendvič na klupu i pljesnuo rukama. "Daj Djoni matorih pičića ima po izboru bilo gdje. Sredi se malo u glavi, idemo do Goge, a tamo su mlade cure po mjeri za nas. Ne misliš valjda da se druži sa fosilima. Samo ništa ne pričaj Miri kada se vratimo." Blago me udario po ramenu. Klimnuh glavom i otpih ostatak cole. Imao je pravo, samo mi je trebalo vremena da posložim stvari. Bilo je ugodno imati prijatelje pored sebe u ovakvoj situaciji. Strela mi vratio ostatak sendviča nakon što je zagrizao komadić. "Pojedi to trebat će ti, od jutros smo samo na kavi." Škot se vratio zbunjena izraza lica. "Nitko se ne javlja, valjda je izašla nekamo ili nije vrag da ima problema." Ubacio sam ostatak sendviča u usta i posegao za Škotovom limenkom cole. Trebao mi je jedan gut da isperem onaj sterilni kruh. Pogledah Škota i odmahnuh glavom. "Jebi ga koji bi nam bio daljnji plan u tom slučaju?" Škot pogleda Strelu pa mene. "Vozimo dalje, a zovemo sa prve benzinske ponovo. Na kraju krajeva ima kampova oko Hamburga." Polako smo krenuli ka motorima. Strela je prije polaska pokupio naše limenke i bacio ih u košaricu sa smećem. Mali uredni park je djelovao umirujuće pri svijetlu zalazećeg sunca. Neka djeca su zagledala naše motore parkirane na ulazu u park. Nije mi se dalo ponovno stavljati plastični vizir, za cijelo lice, na ona tri drukera istočno njemačke kacige, očigledno predviđena da nešto pričvrste na tenk, pa samo nabacih naočale za sunce i polako navukoh kacigu. Kaciga mi je djelovala teško, nadao sam se da ću ovdje u centru "trulog kapitalizma" naći nešto lakše. Neku integralnu kacigu sa vizirom koji se podiže i spušta na nekoj rasprodaji. U jugi su takve kacige bile "pravo malo bogatstvo" kao roba iz uvoza. Ovdje je to trebalo biti jeftinije ako mi "uleti" prava rasprodaja. Prije polaska mahnuh Škotu. Polako je ubacio u prvu i prišao mom motoru. "Ako je frka sa Gogom zovemo Bosu i njen broj imate tako da je ona slijedeći kontakt. Prenesi Streli." Klimnuo je glavom dok sam ja drugi put startao MZ-a koji je u zadnjih 100 km pokazivao sujetu i svoju volju. Sve je izgledalo malo "bez veze" odnosno "krenulo je loše". Sat kasnije Škot je nezadovoljno pustio slušalicu i izvukao karticu iz slota telefonske govornice. Nas dvoje smo promatrali iz daljine njegov pokušaj da dobije Gogu. Strela me pogleda i slegnu ramenima. "Očigledno nije doma "pa da ga jebeš"." Klimnuh glavom promatrajući malu benzinsku na kojoj smo stali. Parking pored je bio ograničen na par mjesta, a kafić uz benzinsku je bio minijatura sa šankom. Noć je već zamijenila zalazeće sunce. Škot je prišao odmahujući glavom. "Ne javlja se. Da nazoveš Bosu?" Odmahnuh glavom. "Ona je nekih 70 – 100 km dalje od Hamburga nema pomoći, a i u zadnje godine smo razmijenili samo dva pisma, pustimo to za krajnju nuždu." Škot klimnu glavom potom je pokazao ka kafiću. "Idemo na pivu i pitati za kamp." Krenuli smo kao jedan. Izgledalo je kao grupa iscrpenih rudara. Sličilo je tome, prljavi neobrijani sa licima zaprljanim prašinom sa ceste i mirisom benzina dvotaktnih motora koji se širio oko nas. Konobarica za šankom je bila oličenje skladnog tijela i ljepote. Ništa na njoj nije bilo ni preveliko ni premalo. Odmjerila nas je jednim brzim pogledom bez interesa. Naručih tri male pive i u minuti su tri limenke 0,33 i tri čaše bile ispred nas. Bili smo jedini gosti. Natočili smo i nazdarvili jedan drugom tek toliko da razbijemo "loše vibracije". Otpih samo gutljaj. Pogledao sam konobaricu koja je glancala čašu i promatrala nas. Imala je lijepo lice, pravi pojam germanske ljepote svijetlog tena i plave kose. Sve su krasila dva krupna plava oka i prezrivi pogled. "Na putu smo i trebamo kamp za prenoćiti u pravcu Hamburg. Možete nam nešto preporučiti?" Pogledala me cinično. "Iz Bugarske ste?" Odmahnuh glavom. "Jugoslavija." Pogled se promijenio. Sada je djelovao više prijateljski. "Bila sam u Jugoslavija tamo oko Dubrovnika. Prekrasan grad i puno povijesnih spomenika." Odložila je čašu na šank i naslonila se rukama na isti. "Prvi kamp vam je još 70 km niz auto cestu. Skupo je i nema ništa posebno od ponude. Ima druga mogućnost." Namignula je. "Zatvaramo za sat vremena, iza kafea je nadstrešnica preko pregradnog zida. Vanjski WC vam pustim otvoren, tako da ako imate vreće možete prenoćiti na paletama za "kištre" pive. To vam je besplatno." Pogledah Škota i Strelu. Klimnuli su glavom. "OK hvala." Nasmijala se i okrenula prema fritezi za pomfrit. Ovdje je to bio neizostavni dio inventara skoro svakog kafića. Istresla je polupraznu vrećicu pomfrita u fritezu. Minutu kasnije se miris pečenog pomfrita raširio kafićem. Još smo pili pivu. Konobarica je izručila sadržaj friteze na veliki plitki tanjur dodala kechup i majonezu te stavila tanjur pred nas. "Na račun kuće. Moj dečko isto vozi motor." Sve je bilo začinjeno osmijehom. Pitao sam se što vozi njen dečko. Suzuki ili Kawasaki možda i Hondu. Za nas je to bilo nedostižno. Dok smo praznili tanjur konobarica se polako presvukla u prostoriji iza šanka. Sada je bila u uzanim trapericama majici i tenisicama. Zamjetih da je popravila make up i dodala ruža na usne. Stvarno je bila komad. Kada se začuo motor VW bube ispred kafića i dva kratka znaka sirenom, mahnula nam je rukom. Slijedili smo je i čekali dok je zaključala kafić i uključila alarm. Mahnula je prema mat crnom VW bubi, sa tamnim staklima i dosta kroma, koja je čekala na parkingu, potom nas pozvala rukom da je slijedimo. Bili smo iza kafića. Otključala je metalna vrata - rešetku koja su ograđivala prostor sa praznim bocama i vanjski WC. Pogledala nas je. "WC je desno kada krenete zatvorite vrata. Ugodna noć." Lagano je otrčala prema parkiranom autu. Pogledali smo se. Bilo je dovoljno. Iako nismo progovorili niti riječi svi smo mislili isto. "Još jedna ok osoba, nisu ljudi loši samo ih mi ponekada loše doživljavamo." Motore smo preparkirali da nam budu "na dohvat ruke". Izvadio sam posude od aluminija sa špiritnim kuhalom. Strela je složio par drvenih paleta u dio prostora koji je zidom bio odijeljen prema vani, potom izrezao nožem dvije veće kartonske kutije od pića i posložio ih na palete. Sve u svemu bila je dobra podloga za vreće, a zid i nadstrešnica su nas štitili od svake moguće kiše. Torbe smo naslagali do paleta, potpuno zaštićene od kiše. U toaletu sam nasuo vodu u alumijski zdjelu i stavio je na špiritno kuhalo. Sjedio sam na jednoj od tri plastične kištre za pivu koje smo izvukli "za sjedalice". Polako sam miješao juhu iz vrećice dok je Škot posložio vreće na palete i karton. Ovu noć smo riješili na "ugodan način". Polako sam presuo juhu od rajčice u aluminijske šalice i ugasio špiritno kuhalo poklopcem. Pili smo juhu ne pričajući ništa. Par minuta kasnije je počela sitna kiša. Trajala je kratko potom se razvedrilo. Izvadio sam metalnu tabakeru, poklon od Hilde, i izvadio jedan od tri joint-a koji su počivali unutra. Zapalio sam ZIPPO-om i povukao dubok dim. Potom sam joint dodao Streli. Joint je kružio do kraja bez riječi. Kada sam ugasio petom ostatak Strela je pokazao palcem preko leđa i otišao do paleta. Bez riječi se umotao u vreću. Već minutu kasnije smo ga čuli kako diše duboko i ravnomjerno. Škot je izvadio cigaretu iz kutije i zapalio. Bila je to njegova omiljena Drina bez filtera. Polako je povukao dim i pogledao me. "Znaš uvijek sam se pitao ti i Bosa, je tu bilo nešto. Mislim, slala ti je neke stvari iz njemačke a i poneko pismo koliko se sjećam, pa ne mislim da je to bilo samo radi Goge." Slegao sam ramenima bez volje za detaljnim objašnjenjem. "Bilo je ali samo jednu noć." Škot je klimnuo glavom. Potom je ugasio nedovršenu cigaretu petom i digao se sa kištre. "Idem u krpe, a ti si sretnik jure te i mlađe i znatno starije." Dok je odlazio prema paletama i kartonu za spavanje imao sam želju da ga "nabijem nogom u guzicu". Škot je bio "zakon" za sve žene. Sa tim plavim očima crnom kosom i višim rastom, vitak širokih ramena, uz to sve začinjeno ugodnim razgovorom dobro načitanog lika, bio je neodoljiv. Strela je jednostavno slijedio Škota i uzimao "što ostane". Ja sam bio u "drugom filmu" ali ni približno uspješan kao Škot. Škot je uvijek imao "stalnu curu" i ponešto "za skratiti noć". Ja sam ili imao vezu ili neke neobvezne sex pustolovine ali nikada tako sređen i opskrbljen curama kao Škot. Posegao sam u džep jakne i izvadio metalnu tabakeru. Izvukao sam još jedan Joint. Polako sam povukao dim promatrajući nebo preko ruba pregradnog zida. Rzvedrilo se i zvijezde su ponovno prekrile svod. Škotovo pitanje o Bosi je bilo okidač. Goga i Bosa Goga je bila u Njemačkoj. Primio sam dva pisma u kratkom razmaku. Prvo je bilo naslovljeno na moje ime ali uz to u zagradi "Vitezovi jedne dame". Već to u zagradi me smetalo. Nisam se osjećao vitezom, a još manje sam Gogu doživljavao kao damu. Doživljavao sam je kao običnu curu iz predgrađa isto kao što smo i mi bili samo likovi iz predgrađa. Sadržaj je bio pun zahvalnosti sa puno patetike i zahvale svakom ponaosob. Pisala je da je Bosa za početak smjestila kod sebe ali da joj je našla posao u kemijskoj tvornici, što je u Njemačkoj na cijeni, pa će uskoro imati "svoju gajbu" i čeka nas u posjet. Ono "vitezovi" je ponovila više puta. Pismo sam pročitao glasno pred Škotom i Strelom, dok smo sjedili u omladinskom "Kod Benija", bez komentara. Strela je samo slegao ramenima, a Škot odmahnuo rukom. "Stvarno je bila puknuta i sjebana. Nije ni čudo. Mi "vitezovi" smiješno. Samo smo uradili ono što smo smatrali da je ispravno." Strela je klimnuo glavom i započeo priču o Slađani i njezinim prijateljicama Irmi i Dadi. Normalno pismo i Goga su pali u zadnji plan. Ove cure su bile tu na dohvat, a mi napaljeni mulci uz to Strela je već provozao Slađanu na svom motoru i dogovorio druženje za tri para. Ostalo je još samo kupiti cugu i napraviti roštilj kada Škotovi "matorci" odu do vikendice pa naše zajedničke prostorije kod Škota u podrumu ostanu potpuno slobodne. Planiran je dobar provod sa roštiljem cugom glazbom i dosta seksa. Kasnije se sve realiziralo ali bez seksa. Drugo pismo je bilo naslovljeno na mene sa podvučenim imenom. Mislio sam da mi piše Bosa ali bilo je od Goge. Isto je bilo bez patetike i "vitezova". Pisala je da je kod Bose u stanu u Hamburgu, da Bosa ima "prijateljicu" koja je i više od toga. Prijateljica je par godina mlađa od Bose ali zgodna i visoka. Njih dvije imaju u planu zajednički kupiti neki stan, a to je u Njemačkoj dosta skupo. Goga ima u planu iznajmiti svoj stan i "biti svoja". Ostao sam zbunjen. Ono Bosa i prijateljica nije bilo pojašnjeno do kraja, a po mom iskustvu Bosa je bila sve prije nego lezbijka. Od Bose nisam dobio niti jedno pismo. Sve je ležalo u nekoj čudnoj izmaglici. Odlučih se na neodređeni odgovor bez pitanja ili objašnjenja. Jednostavno sam napisao Gogi da joj želim sreću u poslu i nalaženju stana te da pozdravi Bosu. Cijelu zimu i rano proljeće nije bilo nikakvog odgovora. Gogina mama je dva mjeseca nakon Goginog "nestanka" napustila Goginog oca. Ne znam što je znala i kako ali jedne nedjelje nakon mise u crkvi prišla mi je i uhvatila me za ruke. Rekla je samo "neka vas bog čuva" potom se okrenula i otišla bez riječi. Kada je napustila muža otišla je kod svog bratića u Suboticu. Taj je po pričama bio neki gadan lik u godinama i sa puno trauma još "iz partizana" gdje je sudjelovao kao dečko od 17 godina, a i bio je neki lik u CK Vojvodine. Kasnije je kružila ne potvrđena verzija "kada je Gogin Stanko navodno došao sa pištoljem po svoju ženu, da je dobio cijev od prastare "M48" u usta i više se nije usudio vratiti". Mnogi su to osporavali ali je meni sličilo na istinu. Uskoro je Gogin tata Stanko postao redoviti inventar kavane "Čakal" gdje je sa cugerima i sam zaljevao svoju tugu raspada obitelji "prouzročenog ženskim lažima i ćerkom kurvom". Dobar dio susjedstva ga je žalio. Oni oprezniji su ipak pazili što pričaju sa njim dok piju. Par naivnih je završilo na "šest mjeseci hlađenja". Mi smo čekali. Po nepisanom zakonu predgrađa "sve se imalo završiti do kraja". Mi smo poštivali zakon. Na starom HSR 48 receiveru je treštala glazba Cockney Rebel "Sebastian ". Sklopljena knjiga Richard Bach "Iluzije" mi je počivala na grudima, a znalačkim pogledom sam proučavao prljave noge u japankama. Izležavao sam se na kauču svoje sobe. Početak ljeta je bio dosadan. Jedina dobra stvar je bila što sam zaradio za novi cassette deck JVC. Razmišljao sam o boljem načinu izuzev "omladinske zadruge" za zarađivanje love. Ponovno nisam bio u vezi, odnosno zadnja veza mi je trajala par mjeseci i nekoliko desetina seksualnih kontakta. Jebalo me ono "slobodna veza". Stvar je palila ako ti nije stalo do cure ništa, odnosno "nula bodova". Ako ti je stalo nisi bio spreman na slobodnu vezu. Problem je bio što se meni i nije dizao na curu do koje mi nimalo nije stalo. Znači trebao sam curu koja ne želi slobodnu vezu i koja mi paše. To je išlo malo teže. Međutim mnoge cure u kraju su prešele 18 godina i smatrale se slobodnim i emancipiranim ženama. To je sve olakšavalo samo je trebalo imati volju za "stalnu akciju". Meni je i to počinjalo ići na živce. Škot i Strela nisu imali dvojbi. Strela je džentlmenski prihvaćao svaku vezu "koja je obećavala zabavu", a Škot je već postao majstor "uradi sam" odnosno imao je stalnu vezu i sve što uhvati sa strane. Ja sam bio u nekom drugom filmu i bio sam svjestan toga. Ostalo mi je solo vožnja i ribičija sa povremenim odlascima u popularna okupljališta. Ništa strašno. Pojačao sam malo basove na receiveru. Cockney Rebel mi je legao za ovo raspoloženje. Na kazeti su nakon istog slijedili grace jones i bronski beats. Sve u svemu jebalo mi se za ljeto i "ljetnje sheme". Mama je otvorila vrata sobe i dreknula iznervirano." "Telefon za tebe gospođa Haz te treba i smanji tu glazbu nisam ti ja tajnica." Vrata su se zalupila, a ja sam slijedeću sekundu bio na bravi. Nije mi bilo jasno tko je "gospođa Haz". Dok sam podizao slušalicu žarulja je proradila. Haz je bilo Bosino obiteljsko prezime. Gospođa Haz je ili Bosa ili ... "Da molim?" "Gospodin Zoran odnosno Bambi?" Sada sam bio totalno zbunjen ženskim staračkim glasom sa druge strane. "Da to sam osobno i po nadimku koji je van optjecaja." "Eee Ema ovdje, Bosina baka. Bosa je po prijateljici poslala nešto iz njemačke pa dođite danas ako možete da to uzmete. Bog vam pomogao doviđenja." Veza se prekinula. Žaruljice u glavi su počele plesati. Bosa je poslala nešto i to je u kući kod njene bake. Odlično možda je pismo u sadržaju tog nečega. Bilo bi krajnje vrijeme da se stvari počnu postavljati na svoje mjesto. Navratio sam u sobu po kacigu potom se bacio na motor. Dok sam startao čuo sam mamu kako vrišti. "Barem isključi tu glazbu, ja ne znam kako se to radi." Dodao sam gas i krenuo prema kući Bosine bake. Mama će po običaju izvući utičnicu od produžnog kabela iz zida i tako prekinuti sve hifi uređaje. Na ulaznim vratima je bio parkiran crveni opel kadett coupe njemačkih registracija. Ubacio sam motor iza auta i pozvonio na vrata. Potrajalo je malo dok je starački glas iza upitao:" "Tko jee?" Odverglah brzo ime nadimak i skoro sve osobne podatke. Na sreću suzdržao sam se nakon nadimka. Bosina baka je otvorila vrata. "Ooo pa to je Bambi. Uđi sine uđi." Ušao sam bez oklijevanja i pridružio se gospođi Haz i njemici nedefiniranih srednjih godina u dnevnom boravku. Šalica sa kavom se našla ispred mene, a ona njemica me samo stručno odmjerila. Nakon pola šalice kave i par rečenica je bilo jasno da njemica, po imenu Silvia, ide negdje u Bugarsku na ljetovanje, da dolazi iz Hamburga i da Jadransku obalu poznaje odlično. Mahnula je rukom da čekamo i nestala u sobi iza dnevnog boravka. Sobi u kojoj sam proveo noć tijekom zadnjeg posjeta ovoj kući. Bosina baka me pogledala nekim toplim pogledom. "Bambi Bosa kaže da si dobar dečko i da si spreman svima pomoći. Vjerojatno zato ti je poslala neku sitnicu. Ostali ovdje u predgrađu Zemuna su po nekim "svojim zakonima". Bože prije rata su u Franstalu bili uglavnom gospoda, a danas je tu svega." Pomislih da je dobro što je napola gluha inače ne znam kako bi provarila moj zadnji boravak u ovoj kući. Možda je bolje što ne čuje dobro i živi u nekim prošlim vremenima. Silvia se vratila sa manjom kartonskom kutijom i uručila mi je. Kutija je bila teža. Zapalio sam još jednu cigaretu i razmjenio par riječi "tarzan deutche" sa gospođama potom se ispričao i napustio društvo. Dok me gospođa Haz pratila ona njemica je gledala za nama ispitivački. Vani sam se jedva suzdržao da ne otvorim i raskopam kutiju tražeći neko pismo. Polako sam prišao MZ-u i stavio kutiju na prtljažnik potom izvadio gumene natezače iz torbice ispod prtljažnika i učvrstio je. Čekao sam da doma budem na samo. Petnaest minuta kasnije sam otvorio kutiju. Sadržavala je kožnu jaknu "Serpico", kaubojske kožne čizme "Serpico" i naočale za sunce iste marke. U jugi je to vrijedilo čitavo malo bogatstvo. Bio sam razočaran. Niti kutija niti džepovi jakne nisu sadržavali nikakvo pismo. Ponovno sam uštekao produžni kabel u utičnicu i počekao da krene glazba "Cockney Rebel ". Otišao sam do ormara sa LP pločama i iza ploča izvadio bocu rakije i čašu. Natočio sam čašu do pola pa vratio bocu na mjesto. Zapalio sam cigaretu i pojačao glazbu. Znao sam da će moji popizditi na prejaku glazbu ali mi je to trebalo. Polako sam otpio gutljaj pa povukao dubok dim cigarete. Jaknu sam isprobao i bacio na kauč. Pristajala mi je odlično. Nakon desetak minuta i dvije pjesme kada su počeli Bronski Beats svojim "Tell mi why?" odlučih probati čizme. Po broju su djelovale ok. Navukoh lijevu i pasala je sto posto. Posegnuh za desnom počeh je navlačiti. Neki papir je bio u čizmi, vjerojatno od originalnog pakiranja. Polako prstima pretražih čizmu i izvukoh pismo. Bilo je na moje ime, podvučeno. Par minuta sam okretao pismo među prstima dok nisam dovršio čašu sa rakijom. Polako sam otvorio kuvertu i izvukao papir. Legao sam na krevet i počeo čitati. Pismo je bilo kratko. Pročitao sam ga dva puta potom ustao i otišao po novu čašu rakije. Otpio sam gutljaj pokušavajući izvući neki zaključak iz tih par rečenica. Bosa je pisala da je ok i da me se uvijek rado sjeti kao i da će me se uvijek i sjećati. Nadalje je naznačila da mi šalje mali poklon samo zato što misli da će mi dobro pristajati. Kraj pisma je naznačio da je čula cijelu priču o Goginom odlasku od Goge i da je malo takvih ljudi koji su spremni pomoći kao što je naša ekipa to uradila. Kraj je završavala rečenica "Rado bih te uvijek vidjela kada je to moguće." Otpio sam još gutljaj "žestice" i zapalio novu cigaretu. Pismo je bilo "ni za glavu ni za rep" kao da mi piše prijateljica iz školskih dana o zajedničkoj ekskurziji, a sve je sličilo na onu bocu pića koja se po nekome pošalje poznaniku iz kurtoazije. Ostao sam doma i preskočio ručak. To što sam preskočio ručak moje nije začudilo ni malo, više ih je zabrinulo što te večeri nisam najavio da "idem vani". Mama me čudno odmjerila i pitala da li mi je dobro. Otpilio sam je bezvoljno nekim obrazloženjem "da želim pročitati do kraja knjigu". Pola sata kasnije me ponovno pozvala na telefon. Strela se javio dobre volje i pun energije. Pitao je da li može doći do mene. Odgovorih samo: "Normalno dođi." Petnaest minuta kasnije začuo sam zvuk motora u dvorištu. Otvorio sam ulazna vrata i propustio Strelu u hodnik. Mahnuo sam glavom ka mojoj sobi što je bio znak da se ne mora javljati mojima u dnevnoj sobi. Ušli smo u sobu i zatvorih vrata. Strela je bacio jaknu na jedan kraj kauča i položio kacigu na nju. Otvorio je ruksak i izvukao dvije boce piva i knjigu. Pivo je položio na moj radni stol a knjigu bacio na kauč. "Ovo moraš pročitati." Polako sam prišao i pogledao korice sa nacrtanom cestom potom pročitah autora i naslov. Jack Kerouac, "Na cesti". Podigao sam knjigu i polako je odložio na ormarić pored ležaja potom pokupio svoja dva jastuka i bacio ih jedan do drugoga prema zidu. Strela je već otvorio pivo i prišao mi pružajući bocu. Legli smo poprijeko na ležaj i naslonili se na jastuke. Iz zvučnika je dopirala glazba Azra "Fafala si mi ti". Kucnuli smo se bocama i otpili. Strela je bio nabrifan. "Knjiga je zakon, moraš to pročitati. E a znaš onu malu Svetlanu iz Galenike sinoć sam ..." Podigao se u sjedeći položaj i pogledao ispod radnog stola gdje sam odložio one čizme iz paketa. Polako je ustao i slobodnom rukom podigao jednu. Pažljivo je zagledao i otpio gutljaj pive. "Koga si to upucao na cesti i pokupio mu serpikose?" "Proveo sam noć u ćeliji zajedno sa jednim koga su trebali ujutro objesiti pa mi pustio svoje čizme i ključeve od motora. Samo su ga objesili prije nego sam ga stigao pitati koji je motor i koja registracija tako da sada pokušavam sve motore redom startati sa ovim ključem koji sam dobio." Izvadio sam iz džepa starinski željezni ključ od dvorišnih metalnih vrata i podigao ga u zrak. Nasmijao se odmahujući glavom. "Ako ne želiš reći nema frke što se mene tiče mogao si ih skinuti i sa mrtvih stopala." Bacio je čizmu nazad pod stol. "Bosa mi poslala po prijateljici iz njemačke." "Kojim povodom? Čula od drugih lažne priče da imaš 25 cm ali jezika pa da ti se uvuče prije slijedećeg posjeta rodnom kraju?" Bacio se nazad na ležaj i naslonio na jastuk. Nije mi se dalo ništa posebno objašnjavati, a nisam ga želio povrijediti. Ispalih prvu laž koja mi je zvučala logično. "Kada je Goga bježala za njemačku dao sam joj sto maraka da joj se nađe za po putu, sama je bila suha. Sada izgleda to Bosa vraća dug pa mi poslala čizme, jaknu i naočale serpikose." "Uvijek sam tvrdio da ti u ekipi imaš najveći smisao za posao i lovu. Vadi jaknu i stakla da vidim, a poslije ti kažem nešto poslovno što sam čuo." Dok je isprobavao jaknu ispričao mi je da po firmi gdje je radio preko omladinske neki lik dila salame i sireve te ukrase iz Rumunjske i Mađarske. Tete iz firme kupuju to ko lude, jeftinije nego kod nas, a kvaliteta dobra. Skinuo je jaknu i vrati je u ormar. "Posudiš mi je ponekad da zblesavim komade koje kontam?" "Narafski." Bio sam zadovoljan što me nije dalje ništa pitao. Petnaest minuta kasnije sam ušao u dnevni boravak i obavijestio moje da "idem malo van pa kad dođem". Mama me pogledala sa olakšanjem u stilu "ipak nije bolestan". Po običaju večer smo završili u obilasku dva lokalna kafića. Ja sam nosio nove čizme, a Strela moju jaknu samo je malo zavrnuo rukave. Život je krenuo dalje. Par dana kasnije sam pakirao opremu za ribolov u ruksak. Planirao sam krenuti slijedećeg jutra sa svitanjem do Starog Slankamena u ribolov i malo kupanja, a potom na povratku obići jedan kafić u kome se znala iskupiti zanimljiva ekipa. Škot se sa novom curom odvezao u neki motel prema jugu, a Strela se patio sa prijateljicom Škotove cure koja "malo bi, malo ne bi". Tako sam ostao na kratko sam. Zazvonio je telefon u hodniku i nevoljko sam podigao slušalicu nadajući se da nije neka mamina rođakinja sa detaljnim ispitivanjem kako sam i imam li curu. "Da molim." "Halo Bambi." Stresao sam se na Bosin mekani malo dublji glas. "Hei Bosa, kako si?" "Dobro, baka mi javila da ti je Silvija uručila paket. Nisam željela u pismu pisati ništa posebno kako ga možda neki radoznali carinik ne bi otvarao i čitao. Zato te sada zovem." Udahnuo sam dublje. "Već sam mislio da si me u totalu otpilila i da je poklon "za ugodno sjećanje"." "Ne budali Bambi. Ti si za mene nešto posebno, samo moraš ostati svoj i naći svoj život i svoj put. Ja svoj imam, a plašim se, ako te puno zivkam vezujem te za sebe i napustit ćeš svoju cestu kako bi pokušao voziti mojom. To nije ni moguće niti bi bilo dobro za tebe. Razvijaj se dalje kako si počeo slijedeći samo svoje ideje i misli." "Bosa imaš nekog lika u Njemačkoj? I "by the way" ne zovu me više Bambi nego Djoni." "Bambi ili Đoni ne budali. Uvijek si dobro došao kod mene u njemačkoj, a tada možemo detaljnije razgovarati. Uskoro mijenjam stan i imat ću novi broj telefona, pošaljem ti ga pa se čujemo pnekad ovako je nezgodno radi tvojih da te često zovem. Sada idi vani i nađi neku curu svojih godina i pokaži joj da si ono što si prema meni pokazao." Veza se prekinula. Stajao sam još minutu sa slušalicom u ruci. Polako sam spustio slušalicu i odlučio da je više nikada ne pitam ništa ako se ponovo javi. Hamburg Promatrao sam vlažne traperice do pola uprljane masnim blatom. Počivale su na vlažnoj klupi neke benzinske na domaku Hamburga. Sve je krenulo loše od jutra. Bilo je oblačno pa smo torbe na prtljagi zaštitili zelenkastim plastičnim vrećama od umjetnog gnojiva. One tanke kišne hlače za vrt nismo navlačili. Nadali smo se da se sklonimo prije početka kiše. Uskoro smo stali radi mog motora koji je radio čudno, preskačući ritam. Kada sam skinuo svjećicu bila je zaprljana uljem. Škot me samo pogledao. "Mogao bi malo paziti kako dodaješ dvotaktol u benzin. Očigledno ga sipaš kao da sebi točiš alkohol u čašu." Nisam odgovorio ništa, a Strela je namignuo iza njegovih leđa povlačeći prstom preko vrata sa upitnim pogledom. Odmahnuo sam glavom dok sam čistio svjećicu. "Pusti ga neka još malo živi, tako će nasrati veću gomilu." Nakon slijedećih petnaest minuta počeo je pljusak. Bili samo na auto cesti i nismo stajali. Pljusak je bio kratak i nije probio jakne od umjetne kože ali su nam traperice bile vlažne i čizme pune vode. Pri skretanju na prvu slijedeću benzinsku meni je pošlo za rukom pronaći vjerojatno jedinu lokvu masne vode i blata na 200 kilometara okolnih uređenih njemačkih parkinga. U WC-u smo se presvukli u rezervne traperice i suhe čarape, a Škot i Strela su svoje vlažne traperice umotali u najlon vrećice i spremili u prtljagu. Ja sam još razmišljao što uraditi sa svojima. Na kraju sam slegao ramenima i polako ih sa dva prsta ubacio u kantu za smeće. Kupiću nove na nekoj rasprodaji ove su ionako bile stare. Škot mi je pružio telefonsku karticu koja je za nas u to vrijeme bila "čudo tehnike", i u njemačkoj je još više od pola govornica bilo na kovanice. Namignuo mi je pokazujući ka zidu benzinske sa dvije telefonske govornice. "Zovi ti, možda budeš imao više sreće. Po zadnjem putokazu imamo malo više od dvadeset kilometara." Polako sam prišao telefonskoj govornici i opsovao. Ova je bila na kovanice. Preturao sam po džepu i izvukao dvije kovanice po jednu marku. Otipkao sam broj i čekao. Na prva tri signala se nije javio nitko potom sam čuo Gogin glas. "Halo goga Đoni je." "Baaambiiiiiiiiii je ste stigli?" Djelovala je uzbuđeno. "Na dvadeset kilometara do Hamburga dolazimo auto cestom od Bremena." "Suupeeer. Slušaj na samom početku grada na auto cesti imate veliku benzinsku sa "Faaaast Fooood" i tamo sam za pola sata na kraju parkinga bijeli BMW 315." Veza se prekinula. Sve je bilo u najboljem redu. Vratio sam se do Škota i Strele sa podignutim palcem. "Za pola sata ili tako nešto je na benzinskoj na ulazu u grad. Tražimo bijeli BMW 315 na kraju parkinga." Škot se nasmiješio i klimnuo glavom, Strela je pokazao glavom ka kafiću na benzinskoj. "Imamo vremena za jednu kavu tamo smo za petnaest minuta." Klimnuo sam glavom i krenuo ka kafiću. Konobar je bio ljubazan i napravio je dobre kave. Kupio sam kutiju cigareta iz automata. Ovdje su cigarete bile pakleno skupe i računali smo na zalihu duhana i Jugo cigareta u prtljagi. Ipak sam odahnuo i poželio to proslaviti kutijom francuskih "Gitanes". Ponudio sam cigarete. Strela je samo povukao dim i zakolutao očima. Škot se nakašljao i komentirao. "Od ovoga bi i krava pobacila." Dok smo kretali ka motorima zamijetio sam nešto čudno. Nismo ništa jeli od sinoć ali Strela nije tražio "jutarnju dozu" hrane. Očigledno je i njega pucalo što smo ipak na kraju puta. Pola sata kasnije smo pronašli benzinsku. Dok smo ulazili na parking zamijetio sam na kraju parkinga bijeli BMW 315. Parking je bio poluprazan, a BMW okrenut zadnjim dijelom prema nama. Pomislih da pri prvom susretu prilazimo "s guza". Dok sam vozio ka autu zamijetio sam otvorena vozačka vrata i nogu u čipkastoj čarapi i crnoj sandali visoke potpetice. Prišli smo na par metara do auta i zaustavili motore. Polako sam skidao kacigu sjedeći na motoru. Iz auta se pojavila druga noga pored prve i dojam čipke i sandala visoke potpetice je bio veličanstven. Potom se pojavila cura u kožnoj minici uzanoj čipkastoj bluzi i kožnom prsluku. Pomislih da smo pogriješili ova je bila sa dobrim make up-om dobrim ružem neobično plave kose i luđački zgodna dok se njihala na onim potpeticama prema nama. Nisam vjerovao da je to Goga. Ciknula je i potrčala prema meni. "Baambiiii!" Zagrlila me sa obije ruke dok sam još držao kacigu u rukama povukla prema sebi i počela ljubiti u obraz. Osjetio sam miris parfema ali neki posebni seksi miris. Pustila me i odmaknula se jedan korak skupila noge i malo savila koljena. Pljesnula je rukama. "Ne mogu vjerovati da ste stigli. Bambi vi ste ovdje!" Zamijetih da na lijevoj ruci na nadlaktici ima tetovažu. Kineski zmaj ili tako nešto. Dobro joj je pristajala. U to doba u Jugi se, u većini okruženja, cura sa tetovažom smatrala propalitetom odnosno skoro pa prostitutkom. Ovdje je to bilo drukčije. Još pri dolasku sam zamijetio više tetovaža na zgodnim ili manje zgodnim curama. Polako sam spustio nožicu i sišao sa motora. Od kada sam dodao dorađenu bočnu parkirnu nožicu na MZ-a vježbao sam taj silazak. Da djeluje nešto hladno u stilu "faca sam i na način kako silazim". Ovaj put sam djelovao sam sebi nespretan. Kacigu sam objesio na upravljač i polako se okrenuo prema Gogi. Ponovno mi se bacila u zagrljaj i udjelila mi par "pusa" svugdje po licu. Potom je otrčala do Strele i Škota i dala im po pusu u usta. Vratila se prema meni i uhvatila me za ruke potežući ih prema sebi. "Idemo ili prvo popijete kavu u Mc?" Odmahnuh glavom. Na sebi sam osjećao miris znoja, ceste i benzina. "Kavu smo popili na prošloj benzinskoj. Idemo i ako je moguće tuširamo se u tvom stanu." Poskočila je na mjestu. Potom okrećući se mahnula rukom. "Možemo i rasturiti moj stan ako vam paše. Vozim polako slijedite me." Zajahao sam i uzeo kacigu u ruke, pogledah prema Škotu i Streli. Strela mi je samo uputio topli pogled u stilu "to majstore" i navukao kacigu. Škot je uputio neki čudni osmijeh. "Casanova obriši ruž sa sebe. Imaš ga po cijelom licu." Slegao sam ramenima i navukao kacigu. Sve nedaće i Hilda su nestali iz moje glave. Tada još nisam znao da povratni pravac vozim sam. MZ je startao besprijekorno. Polako smo krenuli. Gogin BMW naprijed, ja sam je polako slijedio, a Škot i Strela su vozili paralelno iza mene. *********** Kraj prvog dijela "Jahači u magli" *************** OK OV JE KRAJ PRVOG DIJELA OD UKUPNO 3 SVI KOMENTARI ČITATELJA SU DOBRO DOŠLI :thumbleft: :aplauz: :aplauz: :aplauz: :aplauz: :aplauz: Damir Boris hvala na komentarima, sudeći po broju pregleda prati još oko 20 - 30 osoba, a mrzovoljnih da napišu koju riječ :udrri: super štivo za na more Daj Đoni ne kakinjaj! Ili hoćeš da ti damo pismenu pohvalu?! Ljudi čitaju i niko nije jednu lošu riječ uputio. To samo znači da je pun pogodak. Ja kad vidim da je novi nastavak ne stajem sa čitanjem bez obzira što se oko mene događa. Šibaj dalje i dobil buš Coctu.. piće naše mladosti! Sent from my Mobikita! Daj Đoni ne kakinjaj! Ili hoćeš da ti damo pismenu pohvalu?! Ljudi čitaju i niko nije jednu lošu riječ uputio. To samo znači da je pun pogodak. Ja kad vidim da je novi nastavak ne stajem sa čitanjem bez obzira što se oko mene događa. Šibaj dalje i dobil buš Coctu.. piće naše mladosti! Sent from my Mobikita! Dado kritika bi dobro došla :smoke: bez kritike nema kvalitete (normalne kritike), a Coctu još uvijek rado pijem. Valjda to ide sa godinama što je dulje piješ to ti više paše :D e jbga Đoni, toliko je dobro da sam požurio na hr motori da pročitam sve, ali.... i tamo si kratak :D kod nas ovi klinci za dobru :uupss: kažu da je prepicka :evil:, tako je i ovo predobro :aplauz: sorry na vulgarnosti ali original je samo jedan :ruke: e jbga Đoni, toliko je dobro da sam požurio na hr motori da pročitam sve, ali.... i tamo si kratak :D kod nas ovi klinci za dobru :uupss: kažu da je prepicka :evil:, tako je i ovo predobro :aplauz: sorry na vulgarnosti ali original je samo jedan :ruke: Gastro hvala ali nemoguće je da post ima cca 600 pregleda, a samo 4 odgovora budući da 600 dijelim sa 10 pa dobijem 60 koji možda prate ovo. Ne trebaju pohvale ali bilo koji komentar je dobro došao - pišem budući da želim nešto ispričati, a kratak sam budući da je bilo nekih pregovora za papir ali meni neprihvatljivih uvjeta pa uskoro ide dalje :smoke: :kokice: :kokice: :kokice: Svaka cast majstore od toliko sunda sam skoro prestao citati, ovo je kurbla za dalje citanje svih tvojih i drugih romana ovog pravca. Bravo i samo nastavi :ruke: :occasion: Kad ide drugi dio :D ovo sve bolje i bolje postaje :aplauz: :aplauz: :aplauz: :aplauz: :occasion: Kad ide drugi dio :D ovo sve bolje i bolje postaje :aplauz: :aplauz: :aplauz: :aplauz: :occasion: Računam da tu pivu i platiš - odnosno dvije za mene i ženu moju ( :smoke: :glasses: ) ide čim budem na GO. ko to pije samo jednu pivu :D :angel: samo vi doletite, lako ćemo rješit sve ostalo :ruke: a onda želim autogram haha :belj: ko to pije samo jednu pivu :D :angel: samo vi doletite, lako ćemo rješit sve ostalo :ruke: a onda želim autogram haha :belj: Pazi se kroz Šibenik sigure prolazimo na putu za Albaniju negdje oko 15.08. pa našli još koga za vožnju ili vozim sam ... (ne bi bilo prvi put) :smoke: Moram priznat da sam 5 x skrolao i nikad karaja pa sam samo stisnuo odgovori :) neide meni to citanje ja volim opipljivo brate mili ... Slegao sam ramenima i navukao kacigu. Sve nedaće i Hilda su nestali iz moje glave. Tada još nisam znao da povratni pravac vozim sam. MZ je startao besprijekorno. Polako smo krenuli. Gogin BMW naprijed, ja sam je polako slijedio, a Škot i Strela su vozili paralelno iza mene. *********** Kraj prvog dijela "Jahači u magli" *************** "Cestom privida i stvarnosti" **************** Buđenje je bilo sa glavoboljom. Prethodnu večer smo žena i ja proveli kod zajedničkih prijatelja na roštilju. Ivan je bio moj kolega sa posla. Ivanova žena je radila sjajne delicije od povrća, a Ivan odličan roštilj. Samo sam malo više popio "domaćeg crnog". Polako sam se odvukao do kupaone i istuširao skoro hladnom vodom. Potom sam se obrijao i navukao kućni ogrtač. Dok sam stavljao kavu u "kogumicu" bilo mi je jasno. Ne mogu tek tako pustiti ovu šansu. Moram znati da li je ono u Opatiji bila Goga. Na kraju svih krajeva neki od tih događaja su odredili moj kasniji život na cesti. Šalicu kave sam popio skoro "na eks" potom sam natočio kavu u visoku šalicu dodao malo mlijeka i stavio je na pladanj. Dodao sam i čašu soka od naranče i dva prepečenca iz tostera. Mirisalo je dobro. Ubacih par žlica marmelade od marelica na tanjurić potom ga položih na pladanj. Zaputio sam se u spavaću sobu. Lidija je još bila u polu snu. Poljubih je nježno i položih pladanj do nje na ležaj. "Kava za dobro jutro." Nasmiješila se sanjivo me gledajući. "Kojim povodom sinoć si bez razloga bio loše volje?" "Da se iskupim." Pridigla se malo i poljubila me. "Donesi mi pepeljaru, molim te." Minutu kasnije sam spustio pepeljaru na noćni ormarić. Pogladio sam je po kosi i nasmiješio se. "Idem do Opatije na kavu." Mrzovoljno me pogledala. "Ponovo oni tvoji Janjevci." "Nisu moji, ja sam "Lala" to si zaboravila ali su OK dečki i paše mi popiti kavu sa njima." Mahnula je rukom u stilu "nestani". Dok sam kretao prema vratima spavaće sobe Cmoky, naš bijeli mačak i nepopravljivi "uvlakač", se pažljivo prebacio sa fotelje na krevet umiljato predući prema Lidiji. Pogledao sam ga, a on mi je vratio neki umilni pogled sa proračunatom mačjom lukavštinom u pozadini. Dok sam izlazio iz sobe dobacih preko ramena. "Koliko je ovaj tvoj mačak "čmaronja" sigurno će osvojiti "zlatni čmar godine"." Jedan prepečenac je doletio i razbio se o dovratak. Cmoky je već bio iznad ostataka radi provjere "za svaki slučaj možda je to nešto što ja volim". Petnaest minuta kasnije startao sam svoj prastari Kawasaki EN 500. Bio je malo prenizak za mene ali za izlete i vožnje do plaže je služio dobro. Krećući ka obilaznici prema Opatiji mislio sam samo jedno: "Mirjana najvjerojatnije zna tko je ona žena na terasi. Mirjana je "stari mačak" u ugostiteljskim vodama i svoje mušterije vrlo dobro poznaje, a onu ženu je pozdravila dosta prisno." Hamburg Preturao sam po čistim čarapama i odabrao par sivih sportskih. Osjetio sam da je nešto skriveno u dvostruko presavijenim čarapama. Sjetih se da je to vrećica duhana. Polako sam izvadio vrećicu sa duhanom i odnio je do zajedničke veće najlon vrećice u kutu sobe. U velikoj najlon vrećici su počivale kutije cigareta i vrećice duhana. Prije polaska na put smo se raspitali i doznali da je kutija cigareta u njemačkoj oko četiri marke pa smo nakupovali cigarete i švercani hercegovački duhan te to "strateški rasporedili" po onih par majica i donjeg roblja koje smo nosili "kako bi zahebali carinu". Odmjerio sam sadržaj vrećice i zaključio da "će izdržati najveći dio boravka". Polako sam navukao čarape i vratio se u dnevni boravak Goginog stana. Na kožnom trosjedu je ležao Strela. Škot je upravo tražio neku radio postaju na "Sony" HiFi uređajima u staklenom ormariću. Strela je podigao pogled prema meni i nasmiješio se, očigledno je obilan doručak podigao njegovo raspoloženje na "viši nivo". "Kamo gibamo danas? Može onaj sastanak sa prijateljima mojih matoraca kako bih to odradio i bio miran." Dan prije smo se svi javili telefonom doma u stilu "da smo živi i zdravi i čujemo se za par dana". Strelina mama je Streli objasnila da je "tata nazvao poslovnog poznanika iz njemačke, koji živi u Hamburgu, pa da navrati i javi se, ovaj će mu sve pomoći što treba, a naročito "da se jadno dijete u tuđini snađe". Nismo to komentirali ali bilo nam je jasno ako ne želimo "uzbunu uspaničene mamice" da se moramo javiti na taj broj telefona i popričati sa nekim nijemcem na nekom piću kavi ili što već. Škot se polako podigao od onog HiFi i pogledao nas. Meni je uputio neki čudan pogled potom se nasmiješio u svom starom stilu i posegnuo rukom u džep. "Danas idemo autom. Goga nam je pustila svoj BMW prije nego je otišla sa frendicom na posao. Voze naizmjenično svaki tjedan druga. Sada je red na frendici pa je auto nama na raspolaganju." Pogledao sam u ponosno podignute ključeve i suzdržao se od komentara. Žalac ljubomore je proradio i pokušavao sam ga sakriti što dublje u sebi, zakopati negdje i zaboraviti. Škot je bio moj prijatelj i na kraju on je jutros ustao rano skuhao kavu i spremio doručak za sve, nije ni čudo što je Goga pustila njemu ključeve još prije nego smo mi "izvukli zadnjice iz krpa". Sa druge strane sličilo je na nastavak mog "lošeg početka". Dok smo vozili prema Hamburgu nisam pomišljao na Gogu kao seksualni objekt. Jednostavno bila mi je prijateljica koju će mi biti drago vidjeti. Nakon susreta na parkingu gledao sam je drugim očima. Prvi dojam je bio "obara sa nogu". Duge noge u čipkastim čarapama, platforma sandale na visoku potpeticu, kožna minica i prsluk uz tetovažu na goloj nadlaktici i čipkastu bluzu bez rukava, fantazija. Dok smo vozili ka Goginom stanu pojavila mi se jaka želja da osjeća "nešto više" prema meni od običnog prijateljstva. Stan je bio specifično uređen sa kožnom garniturom, hifi uređajima, tv-om i videorekorderom u dnevnom boravku. Na zidovima su se smjenjivali posteri i uljane slike, pejzaži i aktovi. Smjestila nas je svu trojicu u jednu od dvije spavaće sobe, Škot i Strela su odabrali bračni ležaj a ja madrac na podu. Nakon tuširanja i presvlačenja dočekao nas je stol prepun raznih delicija te bokal filter kave i boca viskija, na stolu u blagavaoni. Ostatak dana smo proveli u razgovoru smijehu potezanju iz boce koja je ubrzo ostala prazna pa smo otvorili novu. Zajednički smo spremali paštu i tri različite vrste umaka uz istu. Sve je bilo razdragano i ispunjeno smijehom i zabavom. Goga je skinula sandale i kožni prsluk pa je ostala samo u kožnoj minici i crnim čipkastim čarapama i bluzi ispod koje se nazirao crni grudnjak. Bila je stvarno oličenje seksualnosti, a onaj potišteni izgled i praznina u očima su nestali. Izgledala je kao da udiše život "punim plućima i bez ikakvih opterećenja". Nije niti bilo razloga da bude drugačije. Goga je živjela u iznajmljenom "gradskom stanu" sa garažom. Najamnina gradskih stanova je bila niska, a plaća voditelja grupe u tvornici poliakrila visoka, pa je računica bila jasna. Bilo mi je drago što joj je život krenuo dobro. Mi smo već osjećali tugu pada standarda u Jugoslaviji i pitao sam se da li nisam pogriješio oko "odlaska u inozemstvo". Goga se sjajno zabavljala. Smijala se non stop na svaku i najgluplju foru. Smjestio sam se u fotelji naspram velikog tv- a, a Goga je ubacila video kazetu sa koncerta "Guns and roses" te zvuk prebacila na hifi. Bili smo u "svom elementu". Goga mi je u jednom trenutku sjela u krilo i uhvatila me sa obije ruke za kosu okrečući mi glavu lijevo i desno. "Hei tako mi je drago da ste kod mene luđaci jedni." Glas joj je zvučao iskreno. Polako sam joj spustio ruku sa vanjske strane na nad koljenice na tu prekrasnu čipku i pustio je da me poteže za uši i čupa za kosu. Bio sam u transu. Minutu kasnije je ustala i dala puse u obraz Škotu i Streli potom odskakutala do kuhinje da donese još leda i "vatrene vode". Kako je večer odmicala histerija se smirila. Razgovor je postao tiši i više usmjeren ka tome "kako je u jugi i jesu konačno ukinuli bonove za benzin" (ukinuti znatno prije ali očigledno nije znala) i "koji dio jadrana treba obvezno vidjeti". Bio sam ponosan iz priče je bilo jasno da je znala za naše dvo mjesečno putovanje od Zemuna preko Bosne do Pule pa preko cijele Jadranske magistrale do Ulcinja te preko Crne Gore natrag za Zemun. "Od kuda znaš za to?" Pitao sam stvarno iz radoznalosti. Pogledala me nekim vragolastim pogledom. "Bosa mi ispričala." Klimnuo sam glavom bez komentara. Već sam zamijetio nešto što nisam htio sebi priznati. Goga je Strelu gledala pogledom "starije sestre" što ovome nije smetalo već je nastojao biti samo ljubazan i ugodan. Prema meni je iskazivala nešto čudno i nedefinirano između poštivanja i divljenja. Škota je više puta pogledala ispod oka onim pogledom "zainteresirane žene". Prije polaska na spavanje joj položih ruku na rame ali mi je samo uvalila brzu pusu u usta i nestala u svojoj spavaćoj sobi. Dok sam slagao one njemačke deke na madrac na podu pogledao sam Škota i Strelu na bračnom ležaju. Strela se već stručno umotao u deke i ležao zatvorenih očiju ali Škot mi je uzvratio pogled čudan i turoban. Do jutra sam sve zaboravio. Nedjelju prije podne smo obilazili i razgledali Hamburg odnosno samo "par osnovnih točki" kako se Goga izrazila. Prije polaska smo sa Goginog telefona obavili minimalne razgovore sa "onima doma". Tako je Strela dobio "domaću zadaću". Strela je pitao Gogu "da li može obaviti još jedan razgovor" na što je ova začuđeno klimnula glavom i prokomentirala. "Bez ograničenja zovite koga hoćete i koliko hoćete." Potom je odnijela kavu i poslužavnik sa kolačima u dnevni boravak, gdje smo se nakon doručka smjestili. Bila je puna energije i dok smo pili kavu ispitivala je Škota o našem "dugom putu" po jadranu. Škot je nastojao biti maksimalno šarmantan ali ništa više. Pričao je dogodovštine dodajući humor i cinične komentare. Goga je gledala ispod oka u njegovom pravcu i smijala se povremeno samo ubacujući "ma daj". Prvi put sam ugušio žalac ljubomore pojašnjavajući samome sebi "da moj ego nije iznad realne situacije". Strela je upao u sobu i pogledao Škota. "Pričao sam sa Mirom ona je super i želi nam ugodan provod ali kaže da bi se ti trebao javiti Ljilji navodno nisi od kada smo pošli." Škot ga je oštro pogledao i produljio razgovor sa Gogom. Goga je na sebi imala kratke hlaće majicu bez rukava i natikače. Na listu lijeve noge je imala drugu tetovažu u kineskom stilu. Sjedila je na trosjedu do mene u nekoj joga pozi oslanjajući se podlakticama na koljena i fiksirala Škota. Strela je zbunjeno uzeo kolač sa tanjura i sjeo na drugu fotelju. Žvakao je više mehanički nego "sa svojim poznatim guštom". Pogledao je zbunjeno u mom pravcu, a ja sam mu namignuo. Nakon kave i kolača smo krenuli u obilazak Goginim autom. Goga je vozila oštro ali sigurno dosta poštivajući prometne propise. Objasnila je da su "ovdje" kazne za prometne prekršaje dosta visoke i da se nitko ne igra puno sa tim. Sviđalo mi se kako "mota" teški BMW između auta i bez problema parkira na svakom dostupnom mjestu. Upitah je kada je položila. Nasmiješila se i objasnila da nema niti pune dvije godine. Pokazala nam je centar grada, "San Paoli" sa "crvenim svijetlima kupleraja" i par povijesnih spomenika. Nakon kave na nekom poznatom mjestu gdje su se prije drugog rata okupljali umjetnici svih kalibara Goga je predložila "da odemo na neko od umjetnih jezera van grada na kasniji ručak/večeru" što ona časti. Prihvatili smo bez razmišljanja, na kraju i došli smo da bi vidjeli "što se više može". Dok smo prilazili autu Škot je pitao "da li može malo u životu isprobati i BMW-a". Goga mu je dobacila ključeve uz smješak. "Naravno voljela bih te vidjeti kako voziš". Ubacili smo se u auto. Prednje sjedalo do vozača je prešutno "po pravilu" bilo rezervirano za mene budući da sam imao "najduže krake". Ovaj put je Goga podigla naslon i smjestila me na zadnje sjedalo do Strele, sama se ubacujući na prednje suvozačko. Ljubazno me pogledala i pomakla sjedalo naprijed oslobađajući mi prostor za koljena. Nisam komentirao. Dok je Škot vozio Goga mu je davala upute i smijala se na sve njegove izjave. Strela je djelovao zbunjeno, a ja sam ostao hladan i nastojao ubaciti po koju veselu dosjetku. Nisam želio izgubiti niti jednoga od njih dvojice kao prijatelje "ni po koju cijenu". Večera na jezeru je protekla veselo i sa dvije boce Španjolskog vina. Škot je vozio nazad, a svi smo vikali "brže" i "zgazi ga" te slične gluposti dok je na dijelu auto ceste BMW dostizao na brzinomjeru brojku 170. Prije svih sam legao na svoj madrac. Dok je Strela ulazio u krevet namještajući deke samo je dobacio: "Noćka Đoni." Škot je polako sjeo na rub kreveta i namignuo mi potom samo legao ne pokrivajući se. Bio mi je čudan. Prije nego sam zaspao zapisah u pod memoriji da se sutra javim Bosi. Suzana Zamazana Strela se vratio sa telefona. Pogledao je Škota. "Javio sam se i svojoj Miri pozdravila nas i pita zašto se ti uopće ne javljaš Ljilji, od one noći u motelu nije te čula." Škot ga razdraženo pogleda. "Strela to je moja stvar ako si popizdio za Mirom ne uplići mene u to." Strela pogleda prema meni. Pogledah ga i namignuh. Skužio je. Prišao je Škotu i položio mu ruku na rame. "Sorry samo prenosim što mi je Mira rekla. Nadalje onaj tatin prijatelj nijemac nas zove na večeru sve zajedno na nekom jezeru u okolici, zapisao sam, mislim da je to onaj isti restoran gdje smo bili sinoć. Odradimo to i miran sam od mojih "roditelja davitelja". Škot ga pogleda ozbiljno ali meko. "Može ali pokupimo Gogu pa da ide sa nama na večeru nakon posla." Klimnuh glavom, a Strela se samo nasmiješio. Pet minuta kasnije smo provjerili motore parkirane uza zid garaže i potrpali se u auto. Pravac smo dogovorili po planu grada i okolice, debljoj knjižici koju nam je Goga pripremila. Pri polasku iz garaže Škot je otvorio prozor auta i zatulio imitirajući "Otkačenog" (Oddball), tenkistu iz filma "Keely's Heroes". Film je posljednjih par godina bio vrlo popularan u ekipi. Vozili smo se polako ulicama razgledajući zgrade i zagledajući cure u prolazu, ako bi nam se mjesto svidjelo jednostavno bi potražili neki parking u blizini i stali "u detaljan pregled". Popili smo po pivo u nekoj kavani u starom njemačkom stilu. Nije nam se svidjela, unutra su uglavnom visili neki njemački "fosili". Škot je bio u elementu i dobre volje. "Zaboravili smo da svi mladi ovdje rade, a sada je radno vrijeme. Idemo pogledati neku rasprodaju možda nađemo nešto što nam paše." Nakon pola sata traženja pronašli smo veliki tržni centar sa parkingom na tri nivoa. Upali smo u "potrošački raj trulog kapitalizma" razgledavajući sve ono čega u "naprednom socijalizmu" nije bilo ili bilo u vrlo malim količinama. U odjelu informatike zagledali smo za nas tada novo čudo tehnike i po cijeni nedostižno PC računalo. Bacili smo se na nabavku malih disketa za comodore i spectrum računala, sa kojima smo Škot i ja raspolagali. Police sa video igricama smo obišli i detaljno proučili. Na jednom od katova je počivao odjel moto opreme. Sa tugom smo ga nakon sat razgledavanja i prebrojavanja napustili kako bi pogledali nove LP ploče i kazete. Pri pauzi smo u nekom fast food pojeli Hot dog i popili jednu pivu na tri čaše. Škot je bio izrazito dobre volje kako je dan odmicao ali Strela je postajao pomalo šutljiviji. Dok smo brisali prste o papirni stoljnjak u fast food-u Škot ga bocnu prstom. "Strela koji ti je vrag ušutao si se ko Djoni kada smo dolazili što te muči?" Strela je malo pošutao gledajući u stol potom nas pogledao redom u oči. "Dečki sa vama mi je super i ovaj put je super i sve ide više nego dobro ali mislim na Miru. Proveli smo samo jednu noć zajedno i krenuli smo na ovaj put sada mi nedostaje. Jutros smo se čuli i to me muči malo je i živčana. Dva puta me pitala gdje smo i što radimo kada se ti Škot ne javljaš Ljilji uopće." Škot je polako spljoštio plastičnu čašu za pivu prstima i duboko udahnuo. "Strela tebi za ljubav nazvaću Ljilju i pokušati sve smiriti čim se vratimo u stan. Već neko vrijeme mi se čini da nije za mene. Krenuo sam na put i zaključio da mi uopće ne fali niti mislim na nju. Moraću joj to objasniti kada se vratimo ali ću je sada radi tebe nazvati i smiriti." Osjetio sam olakšanje, one napetosti je nestalo i sve je između nas bilo po starom. Ludovali smo još neko vrijeme po ulicama Hamburga potom se zaputili u stan da dočekamo Gogu sa posla. Čim smo ušli Škot je otišao do telefona. Nas dvojica smo diskretno zatvorili vrata hodnika i nasuli si po čašu vodke koja je uvijek stajala u hladnjaku. Polako smo pijuckali i slušali neku country glazbu. Opušteno smo promatrali sunce kroz prozor. Strela je gledao nekamo kroz prozor potom mi se iznenada obratio. "Znaš Đoni meni je stvarno stalo do Mire. Ne mislim to kao prije ono "plešem ratni ples oko nje dok mi ne da pičke". Mira mi paše kao kompletna osoba. Ne vjerujem da bih ovdje odolio da "uhvatim nešto sa strane" ali sve jedno mi je. Ne želim izgubiti Miru." Otišao sam po bocu i bez riječi nam natočio još votke. Bocu sam pustio na stoliću. Kucnuli smo se. "Strela svi mi tražimo "tu neku osobu" i bilo bi mi drago da si je ti našao." Nasmiješio mi se i ispili smo. Pogledah ka vratima. Iz hodnika smo još čuli Škotov tihi glas. Nismo čuli što govori, nije nas ni zanimalo. On je znao sa ženama, znao ih je uvjeriti u što god hoće. Klimnuo sam glavom. "Goga će ovaj mjesec imati malo veći račun za telefon i alkohol." Nasmijali smo se. Strela je odmahnuo rukom. "Kako sam skužio ima plaću preko tri tisuće maraka. Neće to nju puno uzdrmati vidio si kako je ovdje hrana jeftina kao kod nas, a njena plaća deset prosječnih jugo radničkih plaća." Škot je ušao u sobu. Zamjetio je bocu i potegao direktno iz iste. Kada je vratio na stolić pljesnuo je Strelu po ramenu. "Sve ok, smirio sam Ljilju dok se ne vratimo. Javit ću joj se još koji put pa budi miran." Zapalio je cigaretu. Meni se upalila žarulja. Planirao sam danas nazvati Bosu. Pogledao sam na sat. Bilo je oko 18 sati. Vreme je ok, vjerojatno se vratila sa posla. Izašao sam u hodnik prišao telefonu i okrenuo broj. Prvi put sam pogriješio. Trebalo je dodati nulu ispred prvog broja tako se dobivao puni pozivni broj za grad. Okrenuo sam ponovno. Prvi signal. Ok pogodio sam. Nakon petog signala kada sam već pomišljao spustiti slušalicu javio se njemački tvrdi veseli ženski glas. "Daa, dobili ste stan slobodnih mislilaca i neradnika, kako ne želimo biti doma nakon zvučnog signala pustite poruku i ne obraćajte pažnju što se zvučni signal stalno ponavlja kao tuu, tuu, tut, nismo spustili slušalicu." Slijedio je veseli smijeh. Pokušah na svom lošem njemačkom. "Ispričavam se ali samo bih želio razgovarati sa Bosom ako sam dobio pravi broj telefona." Kratka pauza potom zbunjeni glas. "Oprostite mislila sam da je kolegica sa posla, počekajte malo pozvaću je." Začuli su se koraci i netko je podigao slušalicu. "Halo Bosa Đoni je." "Bambii, nemoj reći da si u Njemačkoj." "Već treći dan kod Goge smo." "Treći dan i nisi se do sada javio. Stvarno si prase. Znači onaj Škotlanđanin i Strelac su sa tobom. Super. Nadam se da nađeš vremena da se vidimo." "Obavezno mislio sam i danas ali Strela ima neke obveze prema poslovnim partnerima njegovih staraca pa ako može sutra." "Može. Doći će mo po tebe nakon posla. Ono ludo prase Petru si već upoznao tako da je neću morati posebno predstavljati." "Onu što nešto glumi? "Ma pusti je, postavili su prve telefonske sekretarice na poslu pa sada kod svakog javljanja na telefon glumi telefonsku sekretaricu, otkačen stvor ali mislim da će te se kao dva luđaka ipak dobro uklopiti." "Vjerujem da hoćemo. Imam tvoju adresu ali mislim da je to dosta dalje od Hamburga. Pa reci gdje da dođem?" "Ahernsburg je Samo 50 km od centra Hamburga. Kako misliš doći?" "Motorom." "OK vrati se od Goge prema auto cesti, ubaci se na obilaznicu oko Hamburga i skreni na cestu 75 potom samo ravno. Treba ti oko 40 minuta od Goge do ulaska u Ahernsburg. Čekamo te na ulasku u 18 sati. Može?" "Sada moram do kuhinje da vidim što mi je Petra zabrljala sa ručkom dok sam pričala. Veselim ti se. Ciao." Veza se prekinula. Krenuo sam prema sobi i začuo ključ u bravi. Goga je veselo upala na vrata stana. "Đonii." Okačila je jaknu i dala mi pusu u usta. Brzo je ušla u dnevni boravak i dala pusu Streli u obraz, a Škotu u usta. Samo ova pusa kod Škota kao da je malo dulje potrajala. Slegao sam ramenima, već sam zakopao svaku nadu i ljubomoru. Škot je bio majstor za skontati žensku. Bacio sam se na fotelju i natočio si novu votku. Škot je objasnio Gogi da trebamo biti oko osam sati na ulazu u restoranu "Pirate" na jezeru. Veselo je klimnula glavom. "To je restoran malo dalje od onoga gdje smo bili sinoć. Krenimo oko sedam." Potom je dohvatila bocu sa votkom i otpila dobar gutljaj. Malo se zagrcnula i nasmiješila Škotu. Škot je dohvatio bocu i nazdravio joj. Strela je gledao kroz prozor. Ja sam otišao da HiFI i pojačao onu country glazbu. Dobro im ide pomislio sam. Stigli smo petnaest minuta ranije pa smo "bacili mali đir" po obali. Goga nam je objasnila da se na ovom dijelu može raditi roštilj u za to predviđenim zidanim roštiljima i svirati gitara navečer ako nisi previše bučan. Znala je tu sa ekipom navratiti. Potom je pljesnula rukama. "Upoznaćete ih ovaj vikend i napravit ćemo roštilj ovdje. Vidi tamo za roštiljom su neki naši sudeći harmonici." Zadnje je dodala tiho. Pogledah u pravcu gdje je pokazivala. Pet metara od nas ekipa od dvije žene i četiri muškarca se muvala oko roštilja. Na travi je ležala harmonika sa malom Jugoslavenskom zastavom nalijepljenom na kutiju. Sa roštilja je dopirao miris mesa, a gajba pive je ležala pored deke očigledno namijenjene za sjedenje. Boca je kružila po ekipi. Razaznah riječi "domaća", "dobra" i "sretan rođendan". Polako smo se zaputili ka ulazu u restoran. Dok smo kretali začuo se zvuk harmonike i lagani pljesak. Na moje zadovoljstvo nije bila neka od novokomponiranih narodnih već "Ribara starog kći". Herman i Sofija su nas čekali na ulazu u restoran. Herman je bio ugodni stari gospodin od oko sedamdeset godina. Sofija je bila desetak godina mlađa visoka plava dobro obučena i zgodna dama. Strela nas je sve predstavio na svom tarzan english. Ljubazno su nas pozdravili i objasnili da je stol rezerviran u dijelu bez glazbe, tako da možemo pričati, ako želimo prebacit će se u dio sa glazbom. Odbili smo, nije nam se slušala glazba sa zvučnika po tuđem izboru. Dok smo kretali Herman je odmjerio Gogu u laganoj majici, traper minici, mrežastim čarapama i cipelama visoke pete. Očigledno je skretala pažnju na sebe. Gospođa Sofija se samo nasmiješila odmahujući glavom. Dio bez glazbe je bila terasa okrenuta prema onom dijelu plaže gdje su tridesetak metara dalje naši "zemljaci" slavili nešto. Dok smo sjedali za stol dopirali su do nas zvuci harmonike i lagana pjesma "Osam tamburaša". Lik je stvarno svirao dobro. Goga se ubacila između Škota i Hermana, Strelu je zapalo između Hermana i Sofije, ja sam sjedio do Sofije naspram Škota i Goge. Herman je ponudio jelovnike i rekao da kao njegovi gosti biramo. Savijetovao je ribu ili "Argentinski Biftek". Krenulo je sa aperitivom. Na početku je bilo malo nategnuto no nakon dva aperitiva je sve postalo opuštenije. Kada je predjelo stiglo na stol već je pala prva boca vina, Goga je preuzela ulogu općeg prevoditelja, a ekipa vani je postala malo glasnija uz harmoniku. Goga je vješto podigla atmosferu. Kod druge boce vina gospođa Sofia je odbila uz obrazloženje da ona vozi doma "kako bi Hermi mogao popiti koju". Goga je pogledala Škota i nasmijala mu se. "OK ti popij, ja vozim doma." Škot joj je nazdravio čašom. Kada su se kucnuli zamijetih da mu je jedna ruka nestala sa stola. Poznajući taj pokret bilo mi je jasno da ta ruka počiva na Goginom koljenu u crnim čarapama. Herman je postao opušteniji pričajući svoje doživljaje iz trgovine sa SSSR-om. Ona ekipa je već bila na Makedonskim pjesmama i jasno smo čuli "Makedonsko devojče". Kada je stiglo glavno jelo i nova boca crnog vina oni na plaži su postali malo glasniji i svirali su "Ako umram il zaginam". Škotova ruka nje se pojavljivala ispod stola sve dok nije morao uzeti vilicu uz glavno jelo. Sofia je slušala glazbu i riječi koji su dopirali sa plaže. Pitala je da li je to jugo glazba, Goga joj je odgovorila da je. Gospođa se nije zbunila poslušala je ono "Ako umram il zaginem nemojte me žalate" i pitala Gogu o čemu pjeva pjesma. Goga je objasnila u par riječi, u među razdoblju Škotova ruka je ponovno nestala pod stolom. Ovaj put je i nešto tiho rekao Gogi. Ona mu se nasmiješila. Ekipa na plaži je malo utihnula vjerojatno radi one boce rakije koja je kružila uz pivo. Sudeći po Škotovom izrazu lica ruka mu nije počivala na Goginom koljenu već malo više. Zapalio sam cigaretu i potegao gutljaj vina iz čaše. Strela se pravio da ništa ne vidi i natucao neki engleski sa Hermanom. Goga je polako naslonila glavu na Škotovo rame. Oni na plaži ponovno su počeli samo glasnije lijepo se čula prva strofa koju su uz harmoniku zajedno pjevali. "Oj Suzana zana zana zamazana zana zana, al je krasan pogled oka tvog!" Sofia se nagnula slušajući i klimnula glavom. "Lijepo zvuči isto vaša pjesma?" Goga i Škot su se isključili od ostatka svijeta sjedeli su bez riječi ona naslonjena na njegovo rame, a on sa pogledom na plažu bez naznaka da je čuo bilo što. Pitao sam se do kuda je dospio sa rukom. Sofija je ostala bez odgovora pa se okrenula prema meni budući da je skužila da nešto govorim njemački. Klimnuh glavom. "Da gospođo." Sa plaže je sada harmonika postala glasnija, a dva ženska glasa su pjevala. "Oj Suzana moraš mi reći što ti je trbuh sve veći i veći?" Dečki su preuzeli refren. "Oj Suzana zana zana zamazana zana zana al je krasan pogled oka tvog." Sofija je njihala glavom u ritmu glazbe. Cure na plaži su krenule dalje. "Mila majko jedne je noći Ive želio da ga umoči." Cijela ekipa sa plaže je krenula sa slijedećom strofom. "O teško meni, o teško meni, Ivek mora sad da se ženi." Sofia me pogledala. "Gospon Đoni kakva je to pjesma?" I dalje je njihala glavom u ritmu glazbe. Reagirao sam refleksno. "Ljubavna gospođo." "Ooo, tako lijepo zvuči." Ekipa sa plaže je izbacila još jednom refren "Suzanu zamazanu" i jedan muški glas je preuzeo slijedeću strofu. "Punica draga nek niš ne pita za njenu ćerku boli me kita." Nakon toga su svi zapjevali. "Punice draga imaj na umu da Ivek uvijek koristi gumu. I to je curo o braku tvome ja sa sobom nosim kondome." Krenulo je još jednom "Suzana zamazana" praćeno salvom smijeha. Sofija me začuđeno pogledala. "O čemu pjevaju u toj pjesmi?" Našao sam se na trenutak u zabuni nakon toga ispalih gledajući u Gogu i Škota. "Oni bi trebali dobiti dijete i realizirati brak ali to nije moguće iz tehničkih razloga, mislim okolice." Goga se iznenada uključila u ovaj svijet. Slušala je moj loš njemački i začuđeno me pogledala. Sofija me gledala još čudnije. "Gospon Džoni zašto se oni pjevači na kraju smiju kada je to sa ljubavi tužno?" Pogledao sam je uz smiješak. "Ipak se sve dobro završi samo mi je teško na lošem njemačkom to objasniti." Polako je klimnula glavom dok je Goga gledala u mene sa iznenađenjem. "Recite mi samo još jednom kako se zove ta pjesma?" Gledajući u Gogu točio sam si vino u čašu, polako izgovorih. "Suzana zamazana." Goga me pogledala onim svojim pogledom i brzo dobacila smiješeći se. "Ti si stvarno lud." Škot me mrko odmjerio, a Sofija mi se nasmiješila. "Zapamtit ću to je lijepa melodija." Herman je popio koju više i udavio Strelu svojim pričama na engleskom skužio sam samo u jednom dijelu da hvali Strelinog tatu kao vrlo sposobnog. Ja sam popio koju više i ispričao se sa Sofijom koja je ispala ugodna gospođa sa burnim doživljajima iz mladosti. Bio sam hladan što se tiče Goge. Nije me više to pogađalo ali me je Škot par puta čudno pogledao. Na kraju večeri je policija upozorila ekipu na plaži da budu tihi. Herman je zlatnom vizom platio račun i dugo su se pozdravljali sa nama. Sofija mu je pomogla do auta. Mahali smo im dok su kretali, a svatko je u ruci držao Hermanovu vizitku. Zaputili smo se ka autu. Škot i Goga zagrljeni. Na pola puta do auta su stali i počeli se ljubiti kao da ne zamjećuju ništa oko sebe. Strela i ja smo se pravili da ništa ne vidimo. Kada smo krenuli Goga je vozila, a Škot je držao za koljeno kada je to bilo moguće. Prije nego je ubacila kazetu u radio okrenula se prema meni. "Suzana Zamazana i još k tome to prodaješ kao ljubavnu pjesmu." Škot se počeo smijati. Goga je raspalila po plinu dok je iz radija glasno svirao Dire Straits - "Sultans Of Swing". Popili smo još jednu za laku noć. Škot i Goga su nestali u Goginoj spavaćoj sobi. Strela me pogledao. Podigao sam čašu. "Živjeli, ispijemo ovu pa idemo u krpe." Strela je klimnuo glavom. Dok sam se pakirao u vreću za spavanje na svom madracu Strela je dobacio. "Sada možeš i na ležaj ima dovoljno mjesta." "Hvala stari ali znaš ono "ja jesam peder ali nisi moj tip"." Nasmijao se. Pet minuta kasnije čuo sam kako duboko diše. Njega situacija sa Gogom i Škotom nije uzbuđivala. Meni je bilo žao radi onog "Suzana zamazana". Na svu sreću nije se ljutila. Oboje su mi prijatelji neka im je sa srećom. Nasmijao se. Pet minuta kasnije čuo sam kako duboko diše. Njega situacija sa Gogom i Škotom nije uzbuđivala. Meni je bilo žao radi onog "Suzana zamazana". Na svu sreću nije se ljutila. Oboje su mi prijatelji neka im je sa srećom. Kako je kome suđeno Ušli smo u stan i sjeli za stol. Boljelo me je cijelo tijelo i vapio sam za krevetom. Škot je otišao do hladnjaka i izvadio bocu votke. Goga je pazila da uvijek bude jedna boca u hladnjaku. Pogotovu zadnja tri dana. Škot je natočio svima i ispili smo. Polako je izvukao lovu i položio je na stol. Mala gomilica njemačkih maraka. Bile su sve stotice. "Zaslužili smo." Bio je jedini komentar. Polako je uzeo novac i počeo ga dijeliti na tri kupa. Radio je to u šali i sa zadovoljstvom. Slagao je po sustavu "jedna tebi jedna meni jedna njemu". Izbrojio sam svoj dio dok je dijelio. Šesto maraka. Malo bogatstvo. Za ovo se moglo kupiti nešto ili produljiti put za tjedan dva. Tko zna gdje bi smo mogli stići. Pogledah Škota. "Bilo je dogovoreno tisuću i petsto na nas tri. Otkuda sada tristo maraka više." Nasmiješio se i polako šibicom zapalio cigaretu. "Horst je bio zadovoljan obavljenim poslom i častio je svakoga sa po sto maraka. Nema vremena da nas izvede u restoran pa je dao lovu. Očigledno je dobro zaradio na nama." Strela je duboko uzdahnuo. "Zaslužili smo. Bilo je to jebenih tri dana." Dan nakon one večere smo sjedili i igrali poker. Škot je odbijao poći nekamo bez Goge pa smo je čekali da se vrati sa posla. Ja sam ionako imao namjeru otići na onaj sastanak sa Bosom. Goga je došla ranije. Upala je u stan i dugo Ljubila Škota. Potom je kritički odmjerila karte, gomilu čikova u pepeljari i prazne limenke piva. Okrenula se prema meni. "Đoni pisao si mi, jedan put, da ste radili kod vulkanizera?" "Radili smo više puta. Zašto?" Držeći Škota za ruku objasnila je da je prijatelj njene poznanice u problemima. Imao je svađalačku narav i napustila su ga dva radnika upravo kada je dobio veliki posao za jednu od glavnih taksi firmi u Hamburgu. Nije se nadao tom poslu, a upravo ga je dobio. Sada mora zamijeniti gume na više auta u roku od tri dana. Traži bilo koga za pomoć, na crno još bolje. Njemački radnici ne vole prekovremene, a ovdje će se raditi "dan i noć". Počinje se večeras i do petka u podne sve mora biti gotovo. Spreman je platiti po petsto maraka svakome za tri dana. Pogledali smo se. To je za nas bila lova. Škot je poljubio Gogu. "U igri smo." Otkazao sam sastanak sa Bosom. Javila se Petra, Bosa je na poslu, a ona je došla malo ranije da spremi nešto za jelo. Djelovala je zbunjeno kada sam objasnio da "imam neki posao i ne mogu doći ali da se javim i sve objasnim". Ok nazvat će Bosu i objasniti da je otkazano. Pola sata kasnije bili smo u vulkanizerskoj radionici. Vlasnik je bio niski debeli njemac po imenu Horst. Visoki mršavi mladić koji nije prekidao posao je bio njegov sin. Vani je bilo parkirano pet mercedesa 190, krem boje, sa natpisom TAXI na bočnim stranicama. Objasnio je da je neka inspekcija pregledala gume na vozilima i masno kaznila firmu radi par "sumnjivih" guma. Uprava je poludjela i odlučila na pola vozila staviti nove gume. Bilo je to jeftinije od nove kazne. Vozila će nam dovoziti na kraju smjene i u najkraćem roku moramo zamjeniti gume. Pokazao je glavom ka planinskom vijencu novih guma, uredno poslaganih svugdje po radionici. Posao može ali prvo da vidi kako radimo. Odmjerio nas je otišao do malog ureda sa staklenim zidovima i donio tri čista radna kombinezona. Meni je kombinezon bio malo kraći, a preširok. Slijedeći dani su se pretvorili u auto gume. Radili smo do kasno. Nas trojica smo skidali kotače, skidali gume i montirali nove. Horst i sin bi pregledali svaki kotač sa novom gumom i izvršili balansiranje. Osobno su postavljali kotače na aute. Auti su stizali u grupama od tri do pet i činilo se da nikada neće prestati. Radilo se do kasno u noć. Ovo jutro mi se činilo da neću ustati, sve me boljelo. Oko podneva nije više bilo auta, a gomile novih guma su bile zamijenjene starim gumama. Horst je rekao da je posao gotov. Skinuli smo prljave poderane radne kombinezone i oprali se. Škot je otišao po lovu. Nama se nije dalo, sjedeli smo na motorima i čekali ga. Sada sam gledao u novčanice na stolu, oni bolovi su počeli popuštati, a i umor je bio nekako manji. Pokupih novac i ubacih ga u džep traperica. "Sada možemo i malo produljiti put?" Strela je slegnuo ramenima. "Ja bih nazad kako je planirano ali ako ste vas dvojica ..." Strela je obavio još jedan telefonski razgovor sa "ljubavnom središnjicom" i bio je smireniji. Izgleda da je "situacija bila pod kontrolom". Škot me oštro pogleda. "Đoni da to pustimo par dana, poslije odlučimo." Klimnuo sam glavom i otišao pod tuš. Presvukao sam majicu i promatrao traperice na sebi. Bile su pomalo prljave stvarno je vrijeme da nabavim nove i ubacim ove u perilicu. Nazvao sam Bosu na posao. Pri prošlom telefonskom dala mi je broj na poslu. "Halo, ovaj put dolazim samo reci kada?" "Super šest sati isto mjesto kao i prošli put. Petri će biti drago radoznala je da te vidi." Sve je štimalo. Bacili smo se na karte i coca colu. Goga je upala ranije puna energije i vesela. Bacila je veliku plastičnu vrećicu na Škota. "Poklon iznenađenje!" Dugo su se ljubili. Škot je nakon toga iz vrećice izvukao kožnu jaknu i isprobao je. Bila je nešto između motociklističke i sportske. Crna kratka jakna završavala je kožnim remenom. Stvarno je izgledala super. Dok je Kuhala paštu Goga je veselo objasnila da je zakazala večeras sa nekom ekipom izlazak u disko bar "Western Gold". Bit će dvije prijateljice i jedan poznanik. Namignula je ka Streli i meni. Tada je zazvonio telefon. Goga je postavila paštu na stol u blagavonici i otrčala do telefona. Veselo se javila ali je glas ubrzo postao tih pa ljutit. Uspio sam razaznati malo njemačkog. Zvučalo je u stilu "to je riješeno tako mora biti" i "ne prijeti mi". Iznenada je zalupila slušalicu i otrčala u spavaću sobu. Zalupila je vrata. Škot je otišao za njom. Pogledali smo se. Strela me upitno promatrao. "Nisam ništa skužio, neka rasprava." Sjedeli smo i čekali. U jednom trenutku je iz spavaće sobe dopirao Gogin malo histeričan povišeni glas. Potom je sve utihnulo. Pašta je stajala na stolu već hladna. Strela je otišao do hladnjaka po pivo, a ja sam pustio glazbu. Sjedeli smo i čekali povremeno potežući pivo. Konačno je Škot izašao iz sobe. Sjeo je za stol i odmjerio nas. Ovo je izbacio ljutito. Čekali smo da produlji. Otišao je do hladnjaka i donio bocu sa votkom. Otpio je iz boce i zapalio cigaretu. "Goga je imala vezu sa nekim likom. Raskinula je ali sada je gnjavi i prijeti joj. Uplašena je." Čekali smo bez riječi. Konačno Strela nije izdržao. "Neki opasan lik kada se uplašila ili samo drkadžija koji sere?" Škot je otpio još jedan gutljaj iz boce. "Ne znam sve detalje ali nijemac je i ima gadnu ekipu. Nešto kao kod nas, faca sa ekipom koja misli da je iznad svega." Pogledah ga upitno. "Koliko je opasno?" "Za sada ništa samo prijeti ali možda bude." Klimnuh glavom. "Idem do Bose. Nadam se da nije frka pa možete bez mene." Strela je klimnuo glavom. "Bez brige, ako bude trebalo vrištat ćemo "u pomoć" pa ti dođi." Smiješio se. Nije ga uzbuđivala situacija. Škot me pljesnu po ramenu. "Ma idemo na neko mjesto gdje oni ne zalaze tako da je ok." "Sa mnom samo imate frke, žao mi je ali nešto mi je suđeno da samo stvaram probleme prijateljima." Podigao sam glavu. Goga je stajala iza nas. Imala je neki čudan ili tužan pogled. Nasmiješih joj se. "Bez brige imamo dosta iskustva sa luđacima." Dok je prilazila stolu polako se nagnula i poljubila me u obraz. "Đoni uvijek spreman pomoći." Škot mi je namignuo, a Strela je počeo ubacivati hladnu paštu u tanjur. "Možemo podgrijati preljev." Zaključio je ubacujući prvu vilicu pašte u usta. Čekao sam na parkingu benzinske prije ulaza u Ahernsburg. Ona zgodna njemica se ponovno nagnula da opere prednje staklo na nekom autu i zadovoljno sam promatrao njenu zadnjicu utegnutu u crvene radničke hlače. Malo mi je popravilo raspoloženje. Prije mog polaska telefon u Goginom stanu je još dva puta zvonio. Prvi put se javila Goga i nakon kratkog vremena zalupila slušalicu. Pet minuta kasnije je telefon ponovno zvonio. Goga je bila blijeda. Škot joj je dao glavom znak da se javi. Ustao je i stajao pored nje dok je podizala slušalicu. Kada ga je pogledala i klimnula glavom preuzeo je slušalicu i dreknuo na engleskom nešto u stilu "Idiote nazovi još jedan put i hebat ću te do smrti". Vratili su se za stol. Goga je bila blijeda, a za Škota mi se činilo da mu para izlazi na uši. Strela je samo smotao cigaretu i komentirao: "Ako se ponovno javi nakon tvoje prijetnje sigurno je peder." Dok sam izlazio iz stana Goga me otpratila do vrata. Izašla je sa mnom vani i tiho zatvorila vrata. "Đoni si im išta ispričao o mojoj situaciji prije odlaska?" Pogledah je upitno. "Mislim ono za tatu i ..." Odmahnuh glavom. "Oni su mi prijatelji i nisu me ništa pitali. Uradili smo što smo uradili i to je to." "Kvrcnuo" sam je kacigom po glavi. "Čuvaj mi Škota. Pusa." Dok sam startao motor osjećao sam se bolje. Bijeli Ford Escort je skrenuo na parking i polako se zaustavio na desetak metara od mog motora. Sa su vozačkih vrata je izašla visoka njemica malo grubljih crta lica u kožnim hlačama i traper jakni. Bila je visoka i na neki čudan način zgodna. Plava kosa je bila kratko podšišana, ali frizura je bila tipično ženska. Duguljasto lice grubljih crta je ipak izgledalo ženstveno. Iznenada mi je mahnula. Odmahnuh joj. Prošla je vječnost prije nego su se vozačka vrata otvorila. Bosa je polako izašla i krenula prema meni. Nosila je svijetlu traper haljinu i crne malo punije čarape. Sandale su bile na visoku potpeticu. Zamijetio sam da više ne vuče nogu odnosno ne šepa. Široko se smiješila. Prišla je i uhvatila me za podlaktice potom mi udijelila pusu u usta. Zagrlio sam je. Ona njemica se iznenada stvorila pored nas. "Hei, a ja, mene ne želiš upoznati. Nisam bio siguran da sam dobro "skužio" njemački. Pustio sam Bosu i polako se okrenuo prema njemici. Pružih joj ruku. Pljusnula me po ruci u stilu "daj pet" i nasmijala se. "Petra." Gledala me u oči. Imala je prodoran pogled i neki nedokučivi šarm u tom pogledu. Osjetio sam se malim i nevažnim u njenom životu. Spontano sam se nasmiješio. Odgovorila je smiješkom i "pljusnula" me po glavi. "Da znaš tko je šef." Potom je otrčala ka autu i otvorila vrata. "Heii vas dva idemoooo." Bosa me pogledala. "Sve u redu sviđaš joj se. Vozi iza nas." Polako se zaputila prema autu. Dok sam prilazio motoru i navlačio kacigu osjećao sam vrtoglavicu. Ništa mi nije bilo jasno i sve je bilo OK ali ništa nije bilo "po standardu". Gdje je "zajeb"? Escort je polako krenuo sa parkirališta. Slijedio sam ga. Dok smo skretali kroz ulice starog dijela grada prema periferiji Petra se malo "provukla" kroz su vozački prozor i mahnula mi pokazujući rukama nešto što sam rastumačio kao "još malo". Očigledno nije mogla "mirovati". Mahnuh joj rukom i poslah pusu. Kroz prozor je ispružila ruku sa savijenom šakom u stilu "poljubi mi ruku". Ne znam zašto ali počela mi se sviđati. Jedino me mučilo da se nakon prvih dojmova ne pokaže kao "mali demon ženske zločestoće". Obično su, u mom životu, cure sa sličnim stilom bile robinje svoga ega, u stilu "svijet se okreće oko mene". Možda je, možda nije, vidjet ćemo. Skrenuli smo u malu sporednu ulicu potom u dvorište jedne od onih kuća "na četiri dijela". Kuće tog tipa su bile česte u Njemačkoj. Kocka od kuće sa jednom stranom u jednoj ulici, a drugom stranom u drugoj ulici je bila podijeljena sa dva ravna pregradna zida, tako su se dobivala četiri dvoetažna stana sa svojim komadom dvorišta i garažom. Dva u jednoj, a dva u drugoj ulici. Bosa mi je pokazala da ubacim motor u garažu iza auta. Par minuta kasnije ušli smo u stan. Petra mi je uzela kacigu iz ruke malo je zagledala i stavila u policu ormara u predsoblju. Sve je uradila prirodno pa je to imalo nekog šarma. Dnevni boravak je sadržavao stolić kožni trosjed fotelju i gomilu kožnih jastučića razbacanih po podu. Na jednom zidu je bila polica sa HiFi uređajima i tv sa video recorder - om. U kutu drugoga je počivala gitara na stalku. Petra me gurnula u fotelju dok se Bosa smiješila. "Skini jaknu i opusti se, sada će pokorne žene da donesu piće. Whisk-ey ili vodka?" "Votka." Opustio sam se dok su se njih dvije uputile u kuhinju. Par minuta kasnije smo sjedili uz bocu votke, narezak i grickalice na stoliću. Počela je ugodna večer. Pogledah u gitaru pa u Bosu. "Počela si svirati gitaru?" "Ni govora. Petra svira i to odlično." Pogledah Petru. "Odsviraš mi nešto?" Namignula mi je. "Tek nakon treće čaše vodke." Nasmijali smo se. Led se počeo topiti. Nakon petnaest minuta neobveznog razgovora Petra je pokupila čašu i otišla u kuhinju sa obrazloženjem "treba isprazniti hladnjak od smeća i uvaliti to u večeru". Ništa što je rekla ili radila nije zvučalo zločesto. Jednostavno je izgledalo kao prirodno iskazano "to je to". Bilo je jasno da nas je pustila "na samo". Bosa me pogledala i nasula nova pića potom malo pojačala glazbu sa hifi. Promatrao sam je sa leđa dok je hodala ka HiFi ormariću. Nogu više uopće nije vukla. Kada je sjela ispalih. "Što kod tebe ima novo u zadnjih godinu dana. Čini mi se samo da bolje hodaš od kada smo se zadnji put vidjeli." Prije to sa nogom nikada nisam izrekao. Sada jednostavno nisam izdržao. Pogledala me na neki čudan način i malo se nagnula prema meni. "Prvi put uopće pitaš o tome. I lijepo je da pitaš tek kada je sve u redu, za razliku od drugih. Imala sam operaciju i tri mjeseca ležanja u bolnici. Produljenje kosti. Kost razrežu malo je odvoje učvrste šinama i čekaju da sam organizam popuni prazninu, sama sraste. Potom se isto ponavlja dok se ne dobije željeno produljenje. Sada je ok." Podigoh čašu. "U to ime. Je bilo bolno?" Kucnuli smo se čašama. "Ponekada je vraški boljelo, da zažališ što si se upuštao u to. Ali sada je sve sjajno, isplatila se bol. Jedino je ostao ožiljak ali to riješim malo punijim tamnim čarapama ili nosim hlače." Sada se već smiješila. Zapalio sam cigaretu. Promotrila me pažljivo. "Ti se mijenjaš. Izraz ti je oštriji, a pogled čvršći. Djeluješ umorno." "Puno smo radili ova tri dana i jesam umoran." Nestala je u kuhinji i vratila se sa zdjelicom zelenih maslina. Natočila mi je novu čašicu. "Imamo grčko vino uz večeru, nešto što je Petra iskopala u nekom tržnom centru. Ona uvijek eksperimentira sa pićima." "Polako sa alkoholom, moram voziti nazad tako da ..." "Nadala sam se da ostaješ." Pogledao sam je promatrala me mirno. "Želiš to?" "Želim." "OK ostajem." Nije se nasmiješila samo je klimnula glavom. "Pripremit ću ti drugu spavaću sobu. Imaš sve što ti treba, ako ne imamo par novih četkica za zube." Postajalo je napeto. Nisam očekivao ovakav razvoj događaja. Stan je imao samo dvije spavaće sobe na katu i veliki dnevni boravak i blagavaonu u prizemlju, jasno ko dan koji je raspored po spavaćim sobama. Polako spustih čašicu na stol. "Ti nećeš sa mnom?" Nije gledala u mene. Klimnula je glavom gledajući nekamo u led diode HiFi pojačala. "Hoću ali ne odmah. Malo ćemo još razjasniti stvari. Treba malo vremena, samo malo." Ovo je bilo jasno ali neodređeno. To, malo vremena, koliko? Sat, dva ili tri dana. Odlučih ne "silovati" vratit ćemo se na tu temu kasnije čak i pred Petrom ako treba. Odlučih se prebaciti na drugo područje. "Nema problema. Goga mi nije ništa rekla za tvoju operaciju ili kako je sa tobom. Rekla je samo da si dobro i da ti život teče ok. Dalje nije odgovarala na moja pitanja. Točnije izbjegavala je odgovore i pitanja. Nešto ne štima između vas?" Malo me gledala direktno u oči. "Štima u normalnim odnosima, samo smo se davno razdvojile i slabo kontaktiramo. Živjela je sa nama deset mjeseci, kada je došla u Njemačku, nakon toga je otišla svojim putem i mislim da joj dobro ide samo ..." Naglo je prekinula i posegnula za bocom. Dolila nam je votke u čaše. Čekao sam da nastavi ali nije. "Ide joj dobro samo ... " "Ništa, samo malo znam o njoj u zadnje vrijeme." Ovo nije zvučalo baš iskreno ali bila je još jedna tema za kasnije. Iz kuhinje je dotutnjila Petra i pogledala nas. "Pijete bez mene ali ja ću umrijeti od tuge pa će vam poslije biti krivo." Dograbila je bocu i nasula si u čašu smještajući se na ležaj pored Bose. Pogledala me je uz osmijeh i podigla čašu, stvarno mi se sviđala, bilo je nešto posebno u njoj. Neki slični komentari od nekih cura prije su me živcirali, uvijek su sličili na prenemaganje. Kod Petre je to bilo izrečeno u nekom stilu "tek da nešto kažem", nije čak ni zvučalo kao loša šala. Sa zvučnika je dopirao Dylan - "Knocking on heavens door". Udahnuo sam i osjetio da sam pretjerao sa cigaretama posljednja tri dana. Počeo me i hvatati umor. Petra je uhvatila Bosu za ruku, držala je nježno. Gledala me je sa zanimanjem. "Imamo lasagne voliš to? Bosa mi je pričala dosta o tebi, bila sam radoznala da te upoznam." Nije čekala odgovor. "Koliko ste vozili do Hamburga? Vjerojatno je to suuper pustolovina. Cesta, sloboda i glazba u glavi ili tako nekako. Uvijek to pomislim kada vidim motore na cesti, morati ću to jedan put isprobati, položiti nabaviti motor i malo ..." Prekinula je da odpije iz čaše. Odlučih ne prekidati je odgovorima na pitanja. Očigledno je bila hiper aktivno stvorenje. Promatrao sam je kako drži Bosinu ruku, nježno kao ljubavnica. Otpila je dva puta po gutljaj. Gledao sam Bosu ona je skrenula pogled. Petra me pogledala. "Heei, nećeš mi odgovoriti?" Ovo nisam očekivao. Pogledah je uz osmijeh i namignuh joj. "Kojim redom da odgovorim?" "Voliš lasagne?" "Koliko ste vozili do hamburga?" "Pet dana." "Pet dana suuper. Gdje ste spavali, upoznali neke zanimljive ljude?" "Spavali smo u studentskom smještaju ilegalno, u vrtu jedne vlasnice Biker-Bara, na benzinskoj i u pederskom motelu na cesti." Petra se počela smijati. Prosula je malo votke koju je točila. Bosa se ukočila. "Pederskom motelu? Jeste vi pederi?" Odmahnuh glavom. Zaključio sam da bi ona i deklariranog homoseksualca pitala na isti način. "Ne samo smo pogriješili cestu, zalutali i našli motel, bilo je kasno pa smo odlučili prenoćiti u istom." Petra je već tulila od smijeha. "I onda su vam dečki pokazali gdje ste dospjeli! Ujutro ste samo malo čudno hodali. Tako je to nakon analnog seksa prvi put." Protiv volje se nasmijah, bila je zarazna u svom veselju. Pustila je Bosinu ruku i udarala se po nad koljenici glasno se smijući. Bosa me ukočeno i zbunjeno gledala. Pogledah Petru. "Pretpostavljam da to znaš iz vlastitog iskustva ali ja to ne bih mogao potvrditi, nisam probao. Da smo spavali u pederskom motelu doznali smo tek slijedeće jutro na benzinskoj kada su nas svi čudno gledali dok smo "ponosno" objašnjavali gdje smo prespavali." Nastavila se smijati i presavila se u struku naginjući glavu ka podu. "Mogu zamisliti situaciju. Ti pričaš, a dečki te gledaju i polako se odmiču od tebe nakon minute si sam, ostao je samo jedan koji te zaljubljeno gleda. Ne brini ovdje je to prihvaćeno." Bosa je sjedela ukočeno na ležaju i gledala u mene. Namignuh joj i uputih smiješak. Prvi put u našim odnosima bila je u poziciji da čeka moju reakciju. Do sada je ona vodila sve, čvrsto i samouvjereno. Odlučih iskoristiti prednost i preuzeti kontrolu. Čekao sam da se Petra malo smiri potom je pogledao i podigao čašu. "Jesi ti lezbijka?" Nije se zbunila, otpila je iz čaše i klimnula glavom. "Uglavnom da ali ponekada i ne." Iznenada je skočila sa trosjeda. "Lasagnee u pećnici su, a ja ovdje vrištim od smijeha." Nestala je u kuhinji. Pogledao sam Bosu. Šutjela je i gledala mimo mene. Prvi put u odnosu sa njom sam osjetio da ja kontroliram situaciju. Ispio sam ostatak iz čaše i spustio je na stolić. Alkohol me polako hvatao ali bilo mi je svejedno. Šutio sam i čekao. Na kraju Bosa nije izdržala. "Mislila sam da znaš, sve one priče o meni. Silvia je obećala da će ti kada uruči paket ponešto objasniti. Sada vidim da sam sama trebala ranije to riješiti. Oprosti." Odmahnuh glavom i protiv svoje volje zapalih cigaretu. Sjetih se prvog Bosinog paketa i žene koja ga je donijela. Gledala me ispitivački ili kao da mi željela nešto reći. Ja sam se brzo pokupio tražeći pismo. Sada nije bitno. "Nije bitno, Silvija nije imala šansu. Moja krivica. Onu jednu noć, kada smo se drugi put vidjeli, potrošili smo na druge stvari." Sjedili smo i šutali. Sa zvučnika je dopirala glazba Eagles - "Hotel California ". Zapitah se u kojoj kući vlastitih duhova sam ja sada zarobljen. Na riječi pjesme "to može biti nebo, to može biti pakao" lagano zatvorih oči. Petra je došla iz kuhinje. Pogledala nas je i prišla HiFi polici. U dva oštra pokreta prekinula je i izbacila kazetu. Ne okrećući se prema nama tvrdim glasom je dobacila. "Koja pogrebna atmosfera je zavladala. Sigurno je glazba kriva za to." Ubacila je drugu kazetu. Iz zvučnika je krenulo Patrick Hernandez - "Born to Be Alive ". Petra se polako okrenula i došla do moje fotelje. Čučnula je i uhvatila me sa obije ruke za glavu. Brzo i kratko mi dala pusu u usta. "Pozajmim ti Bosu za noćas pa vi riješite sve kasnije u sobi. Može?" Digla se i krenula prema kuhinji. "Idem po vino dok se lasagne malo ohlade, ne bi bilo dobro da dalje pijemo votku, a vas dva se oraspoložite dok se vratim." Nestala je u kuhinji. Ustao sam i polako prišao Bosi. Kleknuo sam na jedno koljeno i ljubio je polako i dugo. Zagrlila me. Kada je poljubac završio pogledao sam je u oči. "Nije važno neka život ide dalje. Kako je kome suđeno." Klimnula je glavom. Polako sam se vratio na fotelju. Pogledali smo se i nasmijali. Iz zvučnika je tulio Boney M - "Ma Baker ". Osjetih da se vratila dobra atmosfera. Petra je dotutnjila iz kuhinje sa otvorenom bocom crnog vina u jednoj ruci i tri vinske visoke čaše sa stalkom između prstiju druge ruke. Poredala je čaše na stol i natočila ih do pola. "Kratko piće i zajedno postavljamo stol, da se lasagne ne ohlade previše." Ubacila se do Bose zagrlila je jednom rukom i podigla svoju čašu sa vinom. "Pičkice rasplakane živjeli." Smijala se na vlastitu zdravicu. Stvarno je bila zarazna. Nasmijao sam se iskreno i nazdravio. Bosa se nasmijala i podigla čašu. Petra mi se stvarno sviđala imala je ono nešto i u odnosima sa prijateljima, neku prirodnu ljudsku toplinu. Dok smo pili Petra je spustila ruku sa Bose i uperila prst u mene. "Morati ćeš za večerom ispričati sve o tom pederskom motelu i što ste mislili kada ste došli tamo, hoću se dobro zabaviti." Slegoh ramenima. "Nismo mislili ništa, ja sam mislio da smo dospjeli u kuću duhova znaš ono kao "Hotel California "." Petra se valjala od smijeha. "Pederska kuća duhova, to bi bio pravi horror." Stvarno je bila zarazna. Svi smo se smijali. Iz kuhinje je dopirao miris lasagn-a, osjećao sam se ugodno. Probudio sam se prvi. Mučila me lagana glavobolja što nije bilo ni čudno nakon onog miksa vino -votka. Bio sam žedan. Ustao sam polako iz kreveta tražeći gaće. Bacio sam pogled na Bosu koja je još spavala i Petru koja je ležala sa rukom preko Bosinih ramena. Bila je polu budna. Samo mi je dala znak rukom u stilu "tiho" i zatvorila oči. Pitao sam se kakva je Petra u seksu. Možda doznam. Na kraju sam odustao od gaća, tiho otišao do kuhinje, zatvorio vrata i natočio si veliku čašu hladne vode. Ispio sam je "na eks". "Tko večera dosta vina, doručkuje vodu." Pomislio sam da ima dosta istine u tome. Polako sam tražio kavu i filtere skakućući po hladnim pločicama. Kada se ugodni miris filter kave razlio po kuhinji natočio sam si šalicu i dodao kondezirano mlijeko iz hladnjaka. Nije mi se sjedalo golom zadnjicom na stolicu ali još manje mi se stajalo na hladnim pločicama. Našao sam pepeljaru i cigarete. Nakon prvog gutljaja kave sam zapalio i osjetih se bolje. Vrata kuhinje su se polako otvorila. Petra je stajala na vratima u laganom crnom kućnom ogrtaču i ugodnim ružičastim papučama koje su imitirale patkice. Pogledala je moju golotinju kritički potom nestala. Začuo sam vrata druge spavaće sobe i minutu kasnije je bila u kuhinji. Bacila mi je u glavu kućni ogrtač i položila pred mene neke natikače. "Kava miriše dobro upravo sam razmišljala kako bi bilo dobro da netko skuha kavu kada si ti otpuzao vani." Nasula je šalicu i par žlica šećera. Ja sam pregledao onaj kućni ogrtač. Bio je plavi, ženski sintetički, sa imitacijom čipke po rubovima. Držeći ga sa dvije ruke pogledah Petru koja je sjela za stol preko puta mene. Odmjerila me kritički. "Imaš svoj ogrtač?" Odmahnuh glavom. Znala je da sam došao "sa onim na sebi". Namignula je. "Pa što čekaš? Ugodnije ti je sjediti golom zadnjicom na stolici?" Ustao sam i navukao ogrtač polako vezujući remen. Bio mi je samo "malo manji". Sjetih se da je Petra samo nepunih desetak centimetra niža od mene. Natikače su mi bile najmanje za tri broja male ali su nekako stale na moje noge. Sjeo sam i slegao ramenima. "Istina bolje je." Nasmijala se nagnula preko stola i kvrcnula me prstom po nosu. One plave oči su djelovale toplo. "Skuhao si dobru kavu." Pili smo kavu i šutali. Prošla noć je bila čudna. Večerali smo zajedno uz puno smijeha. Ispričao sam sve detalje naše pripreme i putovanja, preskačući ono o Hildi. Vino je išlo brzo tako da smo otvorili drugu bocu. Uskoro smo počeli i plesati. Par bi plesao, a "treći" je sjedio u fotelji. Nakon svake pjesme bi treći preuzimao ples, a netko bi sjeo na fotelju. Sve je bilo spontano. Otišla je još jedna boca vina. Na kraju je Petra dugo ljubila Bosu i potom rekla da ide u svoju sobu. Nestala je u zajedničkoj spavaćoj sobi, a mi smo se smjestili u onoj namijenjenoj za mene. Skinuli smo se bez riječi i zavukli u krevet. Nije trajalo dugo ali je bilo strastveno. Zaspao sam na leđima sa jednom rukom ispod pokrivača na Bosinom koljenu. Usred noći sam se naglo probudio tražeći razlog. Soba je bila osvijetljena samo žaruljom sa hodnika kroz otvorena vrata. U vratima je stajala Petra. "Ne mogu spavati sama, budim se. Mogu do Bose ako ste se vi "ispričali"?" Bio sam umoran i željan sna. Mahnuh rukom. "Upadaj samo ne hrči." Nadao sam se da sam na njemačkom točno rekao "hrči". Vrata je pustila otvorena i brzo se ubacila na krevet sa Bosine strane, tiho se smijući. Ispod pokrivača Bosa mi je nježno stisnula ruku. Prije nego se uvukla pod pokrivač i sklupčala pored Bose ,Petra se prebacila na mene preko pokrivača. Uhvatila me sa obije ruke za glavu i polako poljubila gurajući mi jezik u usta. Udijelila mi je još jednu pusu i nestala na drugoj strani kreveta, zavlačeći se pod pokrivač pored Bose. Shvatio sam poljubac kao njezin način da mi kaže "oprosti što smetam" i ništa više. Sada sam je gledao preko stola kako pije kavu. Zaključih da ta žena stvarno ima neku duboku ljudsku crtu u sebi i ne srami se pokazati je. Podigla je obrve prema meni. "Tko će odnijeti kavu Bosi?" Slegoh ramenima. "Ti si ovdje domaća, bio bi red da se ja ne "ubacujem u sklad u kući"." Ustala je i uzela čistu šalicu. Minutu kasnije je stajala na vratima kuhinje sa dvije šalice kave u ruci, smiješila se. "Dođi i ti, samo me prije pusti da ispitam Bosu kako je bilo sinoć." "Mogu ti i ja ispričati." Pokazala mi je jezik i zatvorila vrata kuhinje. Minutu kasnije sam jedva čuo žensko hihotanje kroz vrata. Zaključih da vrata spavaće sobe nisu zatvorena. Ok, završit ću cigaretu pa sa novom šalicom kave idem nazad u krevet. Možda bude smijeha. Znao sam da od "jutarnjeg seksa" nema ništa. Čudno, to mi nije smetalo. Povukao sam dim iz cigarete, a u glavi mi se motala misao "kada ne kužiš točno što se događa, pusti neka sve ide svojim tijekom, neka bude kako je suđeno". Povukao sam dim iz cigarete, a u glavi mi se motala misao "kada ne kužiš točno što se događa, pusti neka sve ide svojim tijekom, neka bude kako je suđeno". Kada Vrag sere, to radi na veliki kup Živci su me pucali i povisio sam ton preko telefona iako nisam to imao namjeru. "OK Strela, ako sam dobro razumio Aca Psina je pretukao Jovu pjesnika? Jedini razlog što je Jova na "krivom mjestu" ispričao da mi pomogao?" "Tako mi rekla Mira. Jadnik je u bolnici na Bežanijskoj Kosi, sa par šavova na svakoj strani glave." Kuhalo je u meni. "Jebem ti život, trebali smo to govno srediti prije polaska. Razbiti ga i kao svako govno razmazati po cesti!" "Ne jebi Đoni, tko je mislio na takvo što. Sredimo ga "do jaja" kada se vratimo. To neće pomoći Jovi ali će naučiti sve da ne diraju prijatelje Piksija." "U redu daj mi Škota." "Ne mogu nisam kod Goge u stanu, već kod Brune." "U ku..$..c, tko je Bruna?" "Gogina prijateljica." "Od kuda ti kod nje?" "Ispričam ti kada se vidimo i za to i za probleme sa Škotom. Zato sam i zvao." "Kakvi problemi?" "Kada se vidimo." "Nađemo se kod Goge?" "Ne bolje vani." "Znaš naći onaj restoran gdje nas Herman vodio na večeru?" "Za dva sata na ulazu tamo?" Veza se prekinula. Krenuo sam ka sobi skidajući Petrin kućni ogrtač. Sve izmiče kontroli čini se, a sve je krenulo tako dobro, pogotovu od prošle noći. Po običaju Petra je došla znatno kasnije u krevet, nakon što smo se Bosa i ja po njenoj definiciji "dovoljno ispričali". Međutim ovaj put mi nije dala samo kratki poljubac u stilu "oprosti na smetnji", kao prethodne dvije večeri. Provela je dosta vremena na meni i dopustila da je milujem. Prije nego se prebacila da Bosi da "poljubac za laku noć" nježno je nosom protrljala moj nos i rekla jedno kratko "sviđaš mi se". Dok je ljubila Bosu osjetih Bosinu ruku na svojoj. Stisnula mi je jako ruku. Nakon poljupca sa Petrom dala je i meni poljubac za laku noć. Zaspao sam sa nekim čudnim mirom i osjećajem da se ponekad isplati "pustiti stvari koje ne razumiješ da idu svojim tijekom". Nema me dva dana i nešto pukne. Neka ide k vragu, Škot nikada nije "pucao po šavovima" i bio je na neki način duh ekipe, što sada Strela priča. Nisam navikao da bilo što izuzev "poslovne strane" u ekipi ovisi o meni. Navukao sam traperice i čizme i pošao u kupaonu tražiti majicu koja se sušila. Još je bila malo vlažna od pranja ali navukoh je. Osušiti će se do kraja na meni. Ionako sam mislio otići po stvari do Goge i objasniti situaciju ali bez ikakvih detalja. Sada moram prvo vidjeti Strelu, glas mu nije zvučao dobro. Izgledalo je kao da i mene optužuje za nešto. Vratio sam se u kuhinju i provjerio lonac sa grahom koji sam kuhao. Činilo se da je završen. Isključih ploču štednjaka. OK cure imaju ručak na stolu kada se vrate sa posla. Sa žaljenjem vratih poklopac na mjesto, mirisao je dobro ali sada nisam imao vremena da provjerim kakav je. Jebeni problemi. Nisam tražio ništa ni od koga, nisam očekivao ništa na pladnju, samo sam želio da me "gnjavatori" zaobiđu i da živim ono što mogu. Na kraju se ipak uvijek pojavi nešto, a to nešto obično dolazi u obliku sranja jakog smrada koje ti pljusnu u lice. Slegoh ramenima dok sam navlačio jaknu. "Live is Life" ide ona pjesma. MZ je startao bez problema. Iz nekog razloga sam želio vidjeti Strelin ČZ. Dok sam se spuštao niz stube i išao prema garaži bilo mi je jasno da se Škot čudno ponašao od one večeri kada je počeo sa Gogom. Škot je bio sve prije nego "kujin sin", sve godine, gdje je problem? Strela je motao cigaretu, čekao sam da počne ispijajući gutljaj piva iz limenke. Bilo je to neko čudno pivo ali pasalo je. Strela je očigledno, uz put, u trgovini kupio dvije limenke naj jeftinijeg piva. Sjedeli smo na nekoj klupi promatrajući jezero i ponekog kupača. Uglavnom starije gospođe u prolazu su zagledale naše motore. Jebi ga kod njih je to bilo "malo neobično komunističko vozilo". Konačno sam čuo "klik" imitacije ZIPP-a kojom je Strela zapalio cigaretu. Pogledah ga upitno. Slegao je ramenima u stilu "kako početi". "Đoni ti si one večeri otišao i nisi se više javio niti subotu niti nedjelju. Molio sam Gogu da mi da broj telefona i nazvao te." Osjetih se sramotno. Subotu sam proveo sa curama u kupovini i obilasku okolice. Mislio sam nazvati Gogu i pitati za situaciju ali zaboravih sve. Upao sam u neki čudni novi svijet. Djelovalo je da "nas troje" savršeno funkcioniramo. Sve je bilo opušteno, ugodno i veselo. Toliko dobro da sam i nedjelju zaboravio na telefon. Plan da se javim i pokupim stvari od Goge te se dogovorim sa Strelom i Škotom za daljnji kontakt odložio sam za ponedjeljak. Cure su otišle na posao, a ja sam mislio nazvati kasnije. Nisam stigao, javio se Strela. "Jebi ga Strela. Svatko ponekada bude "kujin sin". Ovaj put sam to bio ja. Mislio sam da ste OK, a za petak večer ste imali dogovor sa Goginom ekipom računao sam da je i subota .... " Zastao sam i slegao ramenima. "Serem, oprosti dogodilo se ponešto i sjebao sam sve. Ispričam ti kasnije detalje. Zanima me što je sa Škotom? Kakav problem?" Pogledao me onim svojim smeđim očima i polako popio gutljaj piva. Povukao je dim iz cigarete. "Đoni Škot puca. Moram krenuti redom." Gledao je ili u mene ili na jezero dok je pričao. U kratkim crtama ispričao je da je petak večer prošao super. Goga je pozvala dvije prijateljice i kolegu sa posla. Nijemac, Karlo, je bio uglađeni ugodni četrdeseto godišnjak, a cure prosječna izgleda i vesele Goginih godina, zvale su se Bruna i Isold. Ostali su skoro do jutra. Strela je tijekom večeri počeo diskretno udvaranje Bruni. Sve je prošlo dobro. Nije imao neke namjere ali je to odradio "sporta radi". Na kraju su se ljubili. Škot je tijekom cijele večeri gledao u Gogu. Goga se prije izlaska presvukla u crnu varijantu. Čipkaste samostojeće čarape, cipele visoke pete, svilenu bluzu i suknju sa izrezom koji je pri svakom koraku pokazivao završetak čarapa na nozi i bijelu kožu natkoljenice. Škot je od početka djelovao opsjednut. Problemi su krenuli slijedećeg jutra. Strela je već zakazao Bruni drugo viđenje za subotu popodne. Jutro se malo izležavao potom navukao traperice i majicu te krenuo u dnevni boravak i kuhinju, na kavu. Otvorio je vrata dnevnog boravka normalno kao i svako jutro. Goga je gola služila kavu Škotu. Na nogama je imala crne sandale visoke potpetice sa kožnim trakama, koje su dosezale do koljena. Škot je gol sjedio u fotelji. Pogledala ga je bez uzbuđenja i samo rekla "Dobro jutro." Škot je reagirao živčano. Spustio je šalicu sa kavom i skoro se izderao. "K vragu znaš li kucati prije ulaska?" Strela se ispričao i krenuo natrag u spavaću sobu. Škot ga je pozvao da se vrati. Dok je ulazio Goga se polako njišući kukovima uputila pored njega u spavaću sobu. Mimo volje morao je pogledati, iako se trudio gledati u pod. Škot ga je samo mrko pogledao i ispričao se "za reakciju". Ostao je skroz gol sjedeti na fotelji. Znali smo i prije između sebe biti neformalni. Presvlačiti se, skidati kupaće kako bi navukli druge suhe ili slično. Međutim nikada nismo imali običaj skroz goli sjedeti skupa u sobi, čak ni nakon burnih noći i jutarnje glavobolje koja je pitala tuš hladnom vodom. Strela se našao u glupoj poziciji. Sve mu je postalo još gore kada se Goga vratila u nekom Čipkastom ogrtaču koji je u biti više pokazivao nego skrivao još uvijek je nosila one sandale. Gledala je u Škota ne obraćajući pažnju na Strelu. Škot je i dalje gledao u Gogu kao u "čudo erotike". Počeli su se ljubiti i Škotu se "digao". Strela je uzeo šalicu sa kavom i vratio se u spavaću sobu. Popio je kavu i počekao još pola sata. Nakon toga je pokucao na vrata dnevnog boravka. Škot mu je rekao da uđe. Ušao je polako i oprezno. Škot i Goga su sjedili u fotelji goli, izuzev onih sandala na Gogi. Goga je sjedila Škotu u krilu. Strela nije gledao u njihovom pravcu, samo je rekao da bi išao vani i da se dogovore oko večerašnjeg izlaska. Škot ga je pogledao, dok mu Goga palila cigaretu, potom odbrusio. "Stornirali smo sve izlaske danas i sutra, ostajemo u krevetu." Potom je pogledao Gogu. "Imaš još jedan ključ od stana?" Klimnula je glavom. "Imam ali je to treći i zadnji. Jedan sam dala Đoniju kada smo došli." Škot je pljesnuo po zadnjici. "Donesi mi." Goga je ponovno otišla do spavaće sobe. Strela je gledao u zemlju. Goga se vratila i dala ključ Škotu. Škot je zazviždao kroz usne i dobacio ključ Streli. "Sada si opremljen. Prouči grad i ne upadaj bez kucanja kada se vratiš." Strela je klimnuo glavom i pitao Gogu za Brunin broj telefona, nespretno je objasnio "da su se dogovorili". Goga je klimnula glavom ponovno gola odnjihala do torbe izvadila kemijsku i rokovnik. Prišla mu je i pružila papirić uz smiješak. "Vjerojatno ćeš već večeras biti u njenom potkrovlju." Namignula mu je i vratila se kod Škota u krilo. "Kada sam sjeo na motor osjetio sam olakšanje. Skužio sam da sam izašao samo u majici ali mi se nije vraćalo. Osjećao sam da ne bi bilo poželjno da se vratim u stan, ako je to moguće. Nisam znao ni gdje si ni što radiš, niti što bih ja radio, jednostavno sam startao i krenuo nekamo, da popijem još jednu kavu i razmislim." Strela me pogledao i ugasio cigaretu. Shvaćao sam ga savršeno. Ja sam nestao, a smještaj i preostali prijatelj su postali neugodni. Izvadio sam kutiju Luckey Strike i ponudio ga. Zapalili smo i popili još malo piva. Na jezeru u plitkoj vodi neka starija žena je učila curicu da pliva. Držala je ispod trbuha stojeći u vodi do pasa dok je curica mahala nogama i rukama i smijala se. "Produlji Strela, gdje si spavao i što je bilo dalje." Dobar dio dana proveo je u dva tržna centra potom pojeo Hot Dog i nazvao Brunu. Može jedva čeka, rekla je, ali može tek na večer. Dogovorili su mjesto sastanka. Ulaz u isti disko bar od sinoć. Strela je imao vremena. Put do tog bara je znao. Bio je samo u majici, a sjetio se da su večeri ovdje svježe. Odlučio je otići do stana po jaknu. Polako je otključao i uvukao se u "našu" spavaću sobu. Pokupio je jaknu i krenuo vani. Naletio je na Škota. Škot je bio samo u trapericama bos. Udario ga rukom po ramenu i povukao ka dnevnom boravku. "Izvini malo sam pretjerao, dođi da popijemo piće." Strela je krenuo za Škotom i smjestio se na fotelju. Goga je došla iz kuhinje u nekoj plavoj kućnoj haljini od frotira. Još je nosila one sandale. Stavila je dva piva na stolić, kao da je već sve bilo dogovoreno. Pogledala ga je i pitala da li bi nešto jeo. Strela je odmahnuo glavom. Za trenutak sve je bilo po starom. Ono od jutros je smatrao "neugodnom situacijom". Polako su popili pivo i pričali, rekao je da se ide naći sa Brunom i pitao da li sam zvao. Škot je odmahnuo glavom potom prokomentirao. "I ja sam se malo brinuo u jednom trenutku, ali da je u frci već bi nam se javio, budi bez brige." Tada je zazvonio telefon. Goga se javila i zalupila slušalicu. Vratila se blijeda. Škot je pogledao. "Onaj kreten?" Klimnula je glavom stisnutih usana. Škot je postao živčan. Prijetio je da će "razbiti pedera" i nasaditi ga na prvu ogradu. Skužio je da je Gogin bivši ponovno zvao. Škot se uskoro smirio. Strela je napustio stan i osjećao se bolje. Bruna je na mjesto sastanka došla na nekom skuteru. Popili su piće i zajedno vozili po Hamburgu dok mu je ona pokazivala što bi trebao vidjeti. Večerali su u nekoj Pizzeri i završili u Bruninom malenom stanu u potkrovlju. Za kratko je pustio sve probleme, izgledalo je ok. Pogledao sam ga i ubacio praznu limenku pive u košaricu malo dalje od klupe. Strela je samo prokomentirao. "Dobar pogodak." Uzdahnuo sam. "Drago mi je zbog tebe ali nastavi. Gdje je zapelo sa Škotom?" Posegao je za kutijom Luckey Strike, koju sam pustio između nas, i zapalio novu cigaretu. "Bruna mi predložila da mogu ostati par dana kod nje. Nazvao sam Gogu i rekao da bih ostao malo kod Brune ali ako ne smetam dolazim popodne po stvari. Komentirala je samo "Super"." Udahnuo je duboko dim i popio pivo do kraja. Nije uspio pogoditi košaricu, limenka se otkotrljala par metara. Slegao je ramenima. "Pokupiću je poslije. Znači došao sam u stan i otključao. Škot i Goga su sjedeli u foteljama u dnevnom boravku. Vrata su bila otvorena, nisam gledao i samo sam im mahnuo. Škot mi mahnuo da uđem. On je sjedio u nekom novom kućnom ogrtaču, a Goga samo u nečem, što ja znam, čarapa tijelo ili hulahopke za cijelo tijelo. Bile su prozirne i nisam gledao u njenom pravcu. Škot je bio blago pijan, boca votke i čaše su stajali na stoliću. Pokazao mi da sjednem na trosjed i gurnuo bocu prema meni. Rekao je da potegnem. Otpio sam iz boce pogledao ga, nazdravio mi je sa čašicom." Strela je povukao duboko dim cigarete i pogledao me u oči. "Znaš Đoni to više nije bio Škot. Bio je neobrijan i raščupan sa podočnjacima. Vjerojatno su dosta pili, prazna boca viskija je bila pored stolića. Pogledao me i rekao: "Lud sam." Zašto? Upitah ga, samo me pogledao. "Onaj Gogin luđak ponovno zove raspravljali smo se telefonom, a i neke odluke me muče." Koje? A za luđaka možete nazvati policiju, ili ga mi do polaska nazad možemo "urazumiti", ne bi nam bilo prvi put da imamo posla sa luđacima. Mislio sam da se malo smiri i opusti. Samo me čudno pogledao. Kada je počeo govorio je vrlo polako gledajući mimo mene, Đoni rekao je slijedeće: "Nije tako jednostavno, Goga bi mogla imati problema na poslu ako zovemo policiju taj lik poznaje pola uprave u Goginoj firmi, a i ne znam da li se vraćam nazad. Najvjerojatnije ostajem sa Gogom." Strela je završio i gledao me u oči. Polako sam posegao za novom cigaretom i zapalio je. Ustao sam i otišao do one limenke od piva koju je Strela bacio. Dugo sam je prstima gnječio, potom je ubacio u košaricu. Sredio sam se. Pogledao sam Strelu. "OK to je bilo jučer. Navratimo danas zajedno do stana i popričamo sa Škotom. Imaš mi još nešto reći u svezi istog?" Polako se digao sa klupe i petom ugasio čik. Slegao je ramenima. "Ništa pitao sam za tebe i Goga je nevoljko ustala i otišla nazvati Bosu, čekala je pored telefona potom spustila slušalicu i nešto napisala na papiriću. Kada se vratila pružila mi papirić i rekla da se nitko ne javlja ali da mogu nazvati sam kasnije. Što sam mogao, pokupio sam stvari i otišao do Brune. Dok sam izlazio rekao sam da ću se javiti, Škot nije ništa odgovorio. Dok sam se vraćao do Brune navratio sam do jedne telefonske i javio se Miri. Da je malo čujem i smirim, rekla mi je to za Jovu. Ostalo znaš." Sjetih se da smo jučer bili na malom izletu u planine i nekom lokalnom bazenu, ovdje je skoro svako selo imalo neki svoj bazen. Bilo mi je neugodno. Pljesnuh ga po ramenu. "Već je pet. Idemo do Goge. Razmislim uz put pa popričamo sa Škotom. Ti uvijek možeš sa mnom do Bose dok ne krenemo nazad." Krenuli smo ka motorima. Škot želi obračun sa Goginim bivšim uz to ima namjeru ostati u Hamburgu, Aca je pretukao Jovu. Tri zajebana problema, ima li ih još? Sjetih se što je moj djed znao govoriti kada se pojavi više problema, običavao je reći "Kada vrag sere, to radi na veliki kup". Dok smo sjedali na motore Strela je mahnuo rukom. Polako je nogama dogurao motor do moga, ja sam čekao sa kacigom na rezervoaru. Slegao je ramenima. "Ne bih volio da misliš da se izvlačim od nečega ali mislim da je bolje da odeš sam. Tebe uvijek nekako sasluša, a pitanje ako budem i ja tamo koliko je spreman za razgovor, jednostavno čudan je." Malo sam razmišljao gledajući u kacigu. Potom klimnuh glavom. "Imaš pravo, možda bolje da to sa Škotom obavim sam, tebi je svoje rekao." Gledao sam ga trenutak i osjetio grickanje savjesti što se nisam javio ta dva dana. "Odluči ako želiš možeš poslije sa mnom do Bose. Bosa i Petra su super cure neće biti problema. Kada si zvao mislio sam da neka od njih zove sa posla. Bosa je rekla da se slobodno koristim telefonom i javljam na telefon. Vidjet ćeš da su OK." Strela je odmahnuo glavom i nasmiješio se. "Hvala Đoni, znam da me ti ne bi pustio samog ali rekao sam jučer u jutro, uz kavu, Bruni sve. I da se vraćam i da imam curu doma, a da ovo ne shvaća ozbiljno. Samo me pogledala i rekla da nije važno, dok traje traje ili tako nešto, znaš moj engleski. Rekla je i da mogu ostati po želji ako ostanem tako pažljiv. Nije lijepa niti posebno zgodna ali je vrlo ugodna osoba. Ako bude trebalo javim ti i dođem. Sada idem nazad do Brune" Klimnuo sam glavom. Pljesnuli smo "daj mi pet" i Strela je navukao kacigu i startao. Mahnuh mu rukom da me ne čeka. Kada je otišao sjedio sam još malo na motoru. Polako sam navukao kacigu. Škot je bio neka vrsta duhovnog i djelom pravog vođe ekipe. Bit će to težak razgovor. Polako sam navukao kacigu. Škot je bio neka vrsta duhovnog i djelom pravog vođe ekipe. Bit će to težak razgovor. Polako sam odložio čašicu sa votkom na stolić i pogledao Škota. "Žao mi je što se nisam javio ali ukratko sam ti objasnio zašto je bilo tako. Možeš mi sada malo pojasniti neke stvari?" Goga me nervozno odmjerila i digla se sa fotelje. Odnjihala je kukovima u pravcu kuhinje. Pogledao sam umorno za njom. Nosila je samo kratke kožne hlače čipkaste hulahopke sandale visoke potpetice i kožni grudnjak. Škot je podigao čašu sa viskijem i slegao ramenima. "Pitaj?" Pogledao sam ga u oči. Bio je blijed sa tamnim alkoholnim podočnjacima. "Kada možemo planirati povratak? Ili možda idemo još nekamo prije toga?" Odmahnuo je glavom. "Mislio sam vam to objasniti ali ne vraćam se." Gledao me nekim tvrdim pogledom. "Ostajem ovdje Đoni. Ne želim natrag u ono naše sivilo soc realizma, poluprazne trgovine i društvene firme u kojima je jedino bitno od kada imaš partijsku knjižicu, a ne što znaš i koliko dobro radiš." Odmahnuo je glavom. "Ne interesiraju me više ni one naše krave od cura kojima je jedini cilj da se zaposle i čim prije udaju kako bi ostvarile cilj života. Ostajem sa Gogom." Ispio je čašu jednim potezom do kraja i odmahnuo glavom. Polako sam izvadio cigaretu iz kutije i zapalio je. "OK tvoja odluka ali ipak se vratimo doma pa sve objasniš svojima i završiš nezavršene poslove?" Pogledao me pomalo divlje i oštro. "Ne vraćam se Đoni. Bilo bi previše frke, moji bi me pokušali zadržati, a ne bi mogli. Obasnit ću im ovih dana preko telefona kao i Ljilji." Povukoh dim iz cigarete. Trebalo mi je malo da se sredim. Pogledah ga u oči. "Ne misliš li da bi trebao sve to obaviti oči u oči pa bez obzira na gnjavažu i cijenu koju moraš platiti?" Odmahnuo je glavom. "Ne seri Đoni. Ti i tvoje poimanje časti. Koga briga kako mu priopćiš da više nije dio tvog života? Ako ti je tako žao Ljilje možeš je i tješiti što se mene tiče. Može i Strela uz Miru malo utješiti istu samo ne znam kako bi oženio obje po našim zakonima." Odmahnuo je glavom i kiselo se nasmiješio. "Znaš Đoni Ljilji je jedino bitno da dođe do pristojnog muškarca za brak i za to će učiniti sve. Dalje od toga i djece je ne zanima, nema mašte ništa ne poduzima sama, moram joj sve reći i objasniti zašto je to erotika." Zastao je i dopunio čašu sa viskijem potom otpio gutljaj. "Goga je drugo. Ujedno ovdje u svojoj struci mogu i pristojno zaraditi voziti pristojan auto i pristojan motor uz to i pristojno živjeti. Sve to mojima ne bih mogao normalno objasniti i njih samo zanima kada ću se zaposliti i kada ću se oženiti. Ljilji ne bih imao što reći izuzev da je krava. Mislim da je bolje sve to ne raditi." Goga je donjihala kukovima iz kuhinje i stavila tanjur sa šunkom i sirom pred nas. Potom je polako sjela na fotelju preko puta mene i prekrižila noge. Gledala me ljubazno ali sam osjetio jezu na potiljku. U tom pogledu je bilo nešto zmijsko. Polako je nasula čašicu votke i otpila. Kada je progovorila bilo je to tihim ugodnim glasom. "Đoni ostaješ spavati ovdje ili se vraćaš u ono lezbijsko gnijezdo kod Bose?" Pogledao sam je u oči. Vidio sam samo prazninu i ništa više. Takav pogled sam susretao kod osoba koje su imale jasan cilj u glavi i nisu prezale ni pred čim da ga ostvare. Pitanje je bilo previše otrovno, nije mi bilo jasno zašto i kako joj se Bosa zamjerila. Duboko sam udahnuo. "Mislim da ostajem kod Bose, a cure su OK i ne bih volio komentirati njihov način života. To je njihova stvar meni to ne smeta." Onaj zmijski pogled ponovno je bljesnuo prema meni. "Možda su OK samo zato što im treba dobra zamjena za vibrator pa ..." Škot je živčano mahnuo rukom prema Gogi. "Dosta pusti Đonija na miru. Neke smo stvari ti i ja raspravili i drži se dogovora." Okrenuo je glavu prema meni. "Đoni ti i Škot uvijek ste nam dobrodošli samo ne zamjeri Goga i ja smo malo napeti radi njenog bivšeg pa stvari nekada djeluju čudno. Uostalom idemo jesti dovoljno smo popili." Posegnuo je za jednom od tri vilice pored tanjura i istom dohvatio komad tvrdog sira. Dok je ubacivao sir u usta odmahnuo je glavom. Posegnuo sam za drugom vilicom iz jednostavnog razloga da dobijem na vremenu i smirim se. Polako sam žvakao komad švarcvald šunke i šutao. Čekao sam da stvari same krenu dalje. Nakon par minuta šutnje i žvakanja Goga je odmahnula glavom. "Đoni žao mi je nisam te željela povrijediti. Mislim da bi nam malo hladne cole svima pasalo." Odnjihala je kukovima prema kuhinji. Pogledah Škota. Nevoljko je žvakao. "Škot uzet ću par svojih stvari i čujemo se za dan dva. Budemo svi pametniji tada." Pogledao me i klimnuo glavom. "Može Đoni u pravu si, budemo malo pametniji." Goga se vratila iz kuhinje sa bocom coca cole i tri čaše. Pažljivo je natočila. Otpio sam gutljaj dva cole i digao se sa trosjeda. "Idem do sobe uzeti par svojih stvari i čujemo se sutra ili najkasnije prekosutra. Može?" Škot je klimnuo glavom, a Goga mi se nasmiješila. Polako sam krenuo do "naše muške" sobe. Kada sam pokupio stvari i vratio ključ Škot me otpratio do motora. Goga mi je uputila samo hladno "Ciao" i brzi pogled, kao da joj je na neki način laknulo što odlazim. Škot mi je stavio ruku na rame kada smo izašli iz zgrade i polako hodao pored mene do motora. "Đoni ne zamjeri mi ništa molim te. Ako sam i bio neugodan ponekada ovih dana nije mi bilo lako donijeti odluku. Znaš Goga je ipak nešto posebno i sve mi se posložilo ovih dana." Kada sam se nasmiješio i klimnuo glavom spustio je ruku. "Sve u redu Škot nazvat ću te za dan dva pa se svi okupimo na kavi negdje i dogovorimo detalje." Odmahnuo je glavom. "Vrata su vam uvijek otvorena, raširio je ruke, dođite kad god želite, samo se malo najavite da ne budemo u nezgodnoj situaciji." Završio je sa osmjehom. Polako sam završio sa pričvršćivanjem torbe na prtljažnik i uspravio se. Pogledao sam ga u oči. "Škot sretno ma što želio učiniti. Vidimo se." Kada sam počeo skidati kacigu sa upravljača pljesnuo me po ramenu okrenu se i otišao. Gledao sam za njim dok nije nestao iza ulaznih vrata zgrade. Hodao je nekako usiljeno opušteno. Navukao sam kacigu zajahao i startao motor. Slijedila je vožnja do Bose i Petre, a dan je već bio pri kraju. Pogledao sam nebo. Prvi znaci večeri su se već pojavljivali. Nisam volio provlačenje kroz ovu gradsku gužvu u njemačkoj, a pogotovu u uvjetima mog slabog poznavanja grada i ceste. Udahnuo sam i ubacio u prvu. Više od sat i pol kasnije uspio sam pronaći pravo skretanje ka Bosinom stanu. Polako sam parkirao ispred ulaza. Auto je bio parkiran kao znak da su se cure vratile. Oslobodio sam torbu sa prtljažnika potom našao ključ u džepu. Bacio sam torbu na rame i prišao vratima. Nije se ništa čulo. Otključao sam i ušao. Prvo što sam uočio bile su dvije velike prazne kartonske kutije u hodniku. Zaputih se ka otvorenim vratima dnevnog boravka. Bosa je sjedila u fotelji, između dvije gomile vrećica razbacanih po podu, pijuckajući nešto iz čašice, a Petra je sjedila na stolici u kutu. Na glavi je imala integralnu moto kacigu srebrne boje vidljivo par brojeva veću. Na računalnom stoliću ispred nje je stajao PC kompjuter i tipkovnica. Na ekranu monitora prepoznah popularnu računalnu igru pucačine "space dragons". Upucavala je nadolazeće vanzemaljce i imitirala glas iz radio uređaja. "Misija zove zemlju, za sada ih držimo na odstojanju ali oni nadiru molim upute kako da ih popiiiiiškimo." Pogledah Bosu i nasmiješih se pokazujući glavom na Petru. Odgovorila mi je širokim osmijehom i slijeganjem ramenima odmahujući glavom u stilu "ludo stvorenje što ćeš". Spustih torbu i pazeći na razbacane vrećice različitih trgovina po podu priđoh Bosi. Nagnuo sam se i udijelio pusu. Malo me zagrlila i pljesnula po glavi. "Kuda si se smucao danas?" Slegoh ramenima. "Pričat ću ti imao sam razgovor sa Strelom pa sa Škotom i trenutno mi treba samo pi….." "BLAM BLAAAM!" Glas iza mojih leđa je bio Petrin, polako se okrenuh. Stajala je sa kacigom na glavi i imitirala rukom ispruženom prema meni pištolj, po svoj prilici svemirski sudeći po zvuku koji je proizvodila. Polako je imitirala vraćanje pištolja za pojas. "Halo misija zove bazu upravo smo zrakom niske energije ošamutili čudnu nesređenu izluđenu nezemaljsku formu života, sada je idem detaljnije proučiti." Skinula je kacigu i preskočila dvije vrećice prema meni. Gledala me sa smiješkom. "Kupile smo PC na rasprodaji za mene, a ovo za tebe." Pružila mi je kacigu. Čim sam je prihvatio osjetih da je dosta lakša od moje istočno njemačke koju sam pustio u hodniku. Vizir se podizao elegantnim pokretom umjesto ona tri drukera na koje se zakopčavao vizir na mojoj. Nasmiješih se prema Petri. "Hvala upravo takvo nešto sam imao namjeru nabaviti." Nasmiješila se malo podigla glavu i napućila usne pokazujući prstom prema istim. Nagnuh se i udijelih joj pusu. Nasmijali smo se. Polako sam sjeo na trosjed. Petra je nestala u pravcu kuhinje. Odložio sam kacigu pored sebe i pogledao Bosu. Odmahnula je glavom. "Ma što ti se dogodilo nije ugodno, izgledaš jako iscrpljeno." Nastojao sam odgovoriti smiješkom. "Škot je prolupao od kada se spetljao sa Gogom. Odlučio je ostati u Njemačkoj sa njom. Nije to problem već se ne želi ni vratiti i raščistiti sa svojima i sada već bivšom curom. Kao da Goga ima neku magiju nad njim." Bosa me pažljivo fiksirala u oči. "Nije to tako strašno, više nego dovoljno je odrastao, a njegovi odnosi sa okolicom roditeljima i curom su samo njegova stvar. Što se tiče Goge vjeruj mi ima neku moć i to ne samo nad njim." Ispila je ostatak visoke čašice do kraja. Petra se pojavila i spustila na stol pladanj sa bocom Tequile slanikom, zdjelicom sa kriškama limuna i dvije čašice. Sklonila je kacigu i sjela do mene. "Moramo nazdraviti za moj prvi PC, Bosa je već počela čim smo se vratile ali ja još nisam. Eeeee onaj grah ti odlično miriše pa sam uključila da se podgrije. Sada idemo na zdravicu. Znaš piti tequilu?" Dok je pričala nasula je do vrha sve tri čašice i stavila po krišku limuna na svaku. Klimnuh glavom liznuh malo nadlanicu i pružih prema njoj. Podigla je slanik i istresla malo soli na moju potom Bosinu nadlanicu, sebi je istresla direktno u usta. Liznuli smo sol i podigli čašice u znak zdravice potom ih istresosmo "na eks". Polako sam sisao krišku limuna i stavio praznu čašicu pred Petru. Bosa je učinila isto. Nakon druge čašice izvadih cigaretu gledajući u Bosu. "Goga je živjela sa vama kada je došla u njemačku?" Pogledala me začuđeno. "Nikada to nisi pitao do sada. Da živjela je sa nama skoro godinu i pol dok se nije sredila i materijalno i psihološki." "U kakvoj ste vezi bili?" Sada me već pogledala oštrije. "Ni u kakvoj." Posegnula je za mojom kutijom cigareta i izvukla jednu. "Bambi to je duga priča Goga nije ono za što vam se predstavlja ali nećemo sada nema potrebe." Odmahnula je glavom. "Pusti sve to i opusti se malo ne ideš sutra ima dana rzjasnit ćemo sve polako." Djelovala je uznemireno pa sam ušutao. "Govorite njemački inače se osjećam izolirano. I pominjete Goga Goga pa što sa njom?" Petrin glas me vratio u ravnotežu. Bosa je pogleda i nasmiješi se. "Upravo otkriva neke detalje o Gogi ali pustit ćemo to večeras nakon kupnje sam previše dobre volje da se bavim glupostima." Bosa je prebacila na Njemački. Petra se samo nasmiješila potom me bocnula kažiprstom u rame uopće ne gledajući u mene. "Kupile smo ti još nešto samo da znaš." Nastojao sam napraviti radoznao izraz lica. "Što reci mi, reci mi moolim te?" Polako je ustala i trijumfalno me pogledala. "Gaćice i grudnjak sve u čipki stajat će ti suuuper." Počela je tražiti po vrećicama i vratila se sa pružajući mi jednu crnu manju. Pitao sam se da li su stvarno unutra gaćice i grudnjak Petra je djelovala dovoljno "otkačeno" da mi i kupi tako nešto. Pažljivo je otvorih. Polako sam izvadio crnu majicu sa slikom lubanje i chopper motora potom široki kožni kaubojski remen koji je imao metalnu kopču u obliku lubanje bika. Crna koža i sjajna kopča su izgledale odlično. Polako podigoh ruku i poslah jednu zračnu pusu Petri potom Bosi. Bosa se smijala. "Kaciga je bila moja ideja bile su na rasprodaji, a remen i majicu je našla Petra." Petra je krenula prema kuhinji. "Idemo jesti poslije filozofirajte o toj kuji Gogi." Odlučio sam ništa ne pitati polako sam se podigao prekoračio torbu koju sam pustio i krenuo ka kuhinji i blagavaoni. Bosa se polako provlačila između vrećica potom me potapšala po leđima. "Ne idemo nikuda pa skini te traperice jako su prljave bacit ću ih u perilicu. Imaš druge?" Odmahnuh glavom. "Rezervne sam potrošio na putu do ovdje, a nikako da kupim jedne. Budem narednih dana." "Nema veze nakon večere skidaj trapke i pod tuš poslije možeš i bez njih idu u perilicu. Ujutro će biti već skoro suhe." Petra je postavljala tanjure na stol. "Možeš i sada skinuti traperice pa navučeš samo čizme i večeraš, nama bude zanimljivo." Počela se smijati. Pogledah Bosu, pokazujući glavom ka Petri, potom uzvratih pazeći da ne zaboravim govoriti njemački. "Ona bi i u prometnoj nesreći, koja joj se dogodi, našla vedru stranu." Petra se smijala vadeći pivo iz hladnjaka. Polako sam se zavukao pod pokrivač u spavaćoj sobi. Čekao sam uobičajeni ritual da cure obave neki razgovor dok peru zube potom da Bosa dođe prva u krevet. Osjećao sam se umorno i nije mi se dalo preći na drugu stranu kreveta i isključiti noćnu lampu. Pasalo mi je samo ležati. Vrata su se polako otvorila, nisam otvarao oči čekao sam Bosu da legne pored mene i da se počnemo ljubiti. Legla je na mene. Otvorio sam oči i ugledao Petrine oči i nosić. Poljubila me. "Večeras igramo drugačije." Smiješila se. "Želim te nešto pitati. Zašto te Bosa zove Bambi?" Polako je zagrlih sa obije ruke. "To mi je bio nadimak dobar dio mladosti. Kada smo bili u školi vodili su nas da gledamo crtić Bambi. Kada je bila scena u kojoj lovci ubiju Bambijevu mamu ja sam počeo plakati, tako su me prozvali Bambi." Poljubila me dugo i nježno. "Izgledaš grubo ponašaš se grubo ali imaš dušu i osjećaje. Ne skrivaj ih." Đoni, samo hrabro. Zabavi nas u ove hladnije dane. Nisam nikad vjerovao da postoji bajker-pisac, ali evo. :aplauz: Đoni, samo hrabro. Zabavi nas u ove hladnije dane. Nisam nikad vjerovao da postoji bajker-pisac, ali evo. :aplauz: Hvala Dr. ovaj put neće biti duljih pauza nadam se "Izgledaš grubo ponašaš se grubo ali imaš dušu i osjećaje. Ne skrivaj ih." Polako sam skrenuo na parking benzinske crpke. Prebaci sam u prvu i malo dodao gas držeći motor više na kvačilu. Uočio sam Strelu na kraju parkinga. Stajao je pored svog motora. Cura do njega je djelovala simpatično. Niža punašna plavuša. Preko ramena je jednom rukom držala ruksak. Pretpostavlajo sam da je to Bruna. Dok sam im polako prilazio uočio sam crveni skuter do Strelinog ČZ-a. Na upravljaču skutera je visjela šarena kaciga. Ubacih se do skutera i ugasih motor. Dok sam silazio Strela je nešto govorio curi. Polako sam skinuo kacigu i prišao im. Strela se nasmiješio. "Imaš novu kacigu i to dobru kako vidim?" Okrenuo se prema curi i nasmiješio. Započeo je na svom tarzan engleskom. "Ovo je Đoni, Đoni ovo je Bruna." Nasmješih se i rukovah sa curom. Ispod plave kose su me promatrala dva plava oka vražićka. Nasmijala se i klimnula glavom. "Drago mi je." Klimnuh glavom prema skuteru. Klimnula je. "Moj i samo moj najdraži skuter." Iako je to izgovorila uz osmjeh i mirno imala je nešto od one Petrine otkačenosti u sebi. "Koja je marka? Koliko ima kubika?" Pazio sam da govorim engleski radi Strele čiji njemački je bio na minimalnom nivou. "Kupila sam ga rabljenog, kada sam ga kupovala imao je 80 ccm, nasmiješila se, sada možda ima jedan do dva ccm više. Inače Yamaha city cv 80, a zovu ga još i Beluga." Slegla je ramenima i pljesnula me po podlaktici. "Ako si završio sa inspekcijom najvažnije stvari u vašim životima idemo na kavu i kolače, na ovoj benzinskoj su najbolji kolači, a nisu skupi." Pogledah Strelu i nasmiješih se, namignuo mi je u stilu "sve ok stari sviđaš joj se". Polako smo krenuli ka kafiću. Odabrali smo stol u kutu. Bruna je odmah naručila tri velike kave sa mlijekom i tri komada torte sa sirom i orasima. Način na koji je komunicirala sa konobaricom je ukazivao da se znaju od prije. Polako sam smotao cigaretu od Samson kupovnog duhana. Zamjetih da je i Strela motao isti duhan. Dok sam mu palio cigaretu upitah. "Nestalo ti rezervi duhana?" Klimnuo je glavom. "Mislim da sam pustio dvije trećine u onoj vrećici u sobi uzeo sam samo jedan dio zalihe koliko sam mislio da mi pripada. Ti nisi uzimao ništa?" Pljucnuo sam listić duhana i odmahnuo glavom. "Bilo je previše neugodno sa Gogom tako da sam samo pokupio svoje stvari u torbu i zgibao van. Ostala je i kamp oprema i sve rezerve." Konobarica je donijela kolače i kavu te tri čaše vode. Dok je odlazila namignula je Bruni. Posegoh za čašom i otpih gutljaj. Bruna se odmah bacila na kolač. Polazeći od načina na koji je jela vidjelo se da uživa u slatkišima. To je vjerojatno i objašnjavalo onih par kilograma viška. Strela je otpio gutljaj kave i povukao dim iz cigarete. "Kako je prošao razgovor sa Škotom?" Odmahnuh glavom i posegoh za šalicom kave. "Nikako, definitivno kako je rekao ostaje i to od sada pa nadalje, ne želi se čak ni vratiti i popričati sa svojima i Ljiljom. Sranje, objašnjenja će pasti na nas kada se vratimo. Ponaša se kao da je na nekoj drogi." Škot je već jeo onaj kolač sa sirom preko zalogaja je dobacio. "Na drogi zvanoj Goga. Što misliš da je pametno za nas od sada dalje?" Čekao sam dok nije progutao zalogaj i otpio malo kave. Dok je posezao za upaljenom cigaretom u pepeljari slegoh ramenima. "Mislim da je naj pametnije da ostanemo još sedam do deset dana maksimalno. U tom razdoblju pustimo Škota na samo sa Gogom. Nećemo ga niti zivkati niti posjećivati. Pozvat ćemo ga na razgovor dan dva prije polaska nazad. Možda se ohladi i u međurazdoblju promjeni mišljenje. Mislim možda mu dođe iz dupeta u glavu da bi trebao ipak otići doma i sam rasčistiti sve sa kim treba." Strela je povukao dim iz cigarete i klimnu glavom dok je ispuštao polako dim između usana klimnuo je još jedan put. "Pametno i mislim da je to jedino što možemo učiniti. Ne vjerujem da će promijeniti odluku ali možda će u tom razdoblju kako tako rasčistiti telefonom pa nama ostane manje pitanja kada se vratimo. Zvao sam Miru i znam da Ljilja ništa ne zna." Odmahnuo je glavom i povukao novi dim iz cigarete potom ugasio čik u pepeljari. Polako sam ugasio svoj ostatak cigarete i posegao za vilicom. Bruna je iz ruksaka izvukla neki časopis i počela čitati. "Strela ako imaš problema sa smještajem slobodno javi i dođi kod Bose. Pitao sam i cure su suglasne da dobiješ sobu ako treba." Nasmiješio se. "Nema frke ali hvala. Bruna zna sve kako sam ti objasnio i čak je uzela godišnji da bi više bili zajedno dok sam tu. Isto važi i za tebe ona se složila ako bude potrebe da spavaš u dnevnom boravku. Stančić je mali ali simpa uređen budeš vidio." Polako sam sažvakao komad kolača pustio vilicu i posegao za kavom. "Što imaš u planu za danas. Preko telefona si nabacio da si nam isplanirao dan sa Brunom?" Prebacio sam se na engleski i Bruna je podigla pogled sa onog časopisa prema meni. Škot je malo udahnuo potom ispalio. "Picnic hm piknik in mountaines." Pogledao je u Brunu. Ona je shvatila i brzo preuzela. "Idemo obići jednu staru tvrđavu u brdima po legendi podigli su je teutonski vitezovi. Biće ti zanimljivo. Poslije možemo u jedno selo na kupanje imaju veliki bazen na izvorima termalne vode. Imam sendviče colu iiiii …, namignula je, dva joint-a. Ja vozim prva." Polako sam dovršio kolač i kavu dok sam motao cigaretu Strela je platio račun. Dok smo prilazili motorima Strela je pokazao glavom prema Bruni." "Onaj njen skuter je živahan gad, a ona dobro mota tako da ćeš se malo iznenaditi vožnjom." Nasmješih se. "Isprobat ćemo je kada dođu zavoji na usponu." Sjedio sam za stolom u restoranu i čekao da me Mirjana zapazi. Uvijek mi se javljala kada bih navratio u restoran, u neku ruku bili smo prijatelji. Polako sam pijuckao kavu i guštao e-cigaretu. Nije trebalo puno da Mirjana dođe do mog stola. "Bog kako si?" Izbacila je sjedajući na stolicu preko puta mene. "Bok Mirjana, guštam kavu, kako tebi ide?" Izvukla je kutiju sa cigaretama iz džepa pregače i nasmiješila se paleći jednu. "Kao uvijek u ovo doba godine, turista ima, ima i posla vidio si prošli put kada si došao na večeru. Ne žalim se." Gledala me je upitno. Nasmiješih se. "Treba mi obavijest ako to znaš, a moguće je da znaš. Kada sam prošli put bio na večeri došla je jedna riđokosa žena, visoke potpetice čipka čarape i ...." "Veliki izrez na haljini da se sve to bolje vidi." Prekinula me je. "Znam je dolazila je prošle godine ovdje par puta na večeru malo smo popričali i svidjelo joj se i jelo i mjesto. Čekala sam da me možda pitaš za nju." Podigoh obrve upitno uz osmijeh. Otpuhnula je dim iz cigarete. "Prošli put me pitala za tebe, kako se zoveš i znam li od kuda si." Polako sam posegao za njenom kutijom i izvadio cigaretu, zapalila mi je bez riječi. "Da se ne zove možda Gordana?" Klimnula je glavom. "Je sama ovdje?" Slegla je ramenima. "Mislim da ovaj put je, prošli put je bila sa nekim mulcem od 25 godina ili slično kojeg je očigledno financirala za izlaske i zabavu ali ne pitaj me više. Koliko kužim iz tvojih je krajeva i nije se puno iznenadila kada sam joj rekla tvoje ime i da si koliko znam iz Zemuna." Povukao sam dim i udahnuo duboko. "Znaš li u kojem hotelu je?" "Znam Kristal, soba je 214 i to je sve što bih ti rekla." Otresao sam pepeo sa cigarete i namigno joj. "Može jedna dupla loza." Nije ništa pitala polako se podigla i krenula ka šanku. Minutu kasnije konobarica mi je donijela čašicu na stol. "Kuća časti, tako je gazdarica rekla." Nasmiješih joj se. "Imaš cigaretu viška." "Ne ne pušim ali pitaću Mirjanu." Klimnuo sam glavom. Gledao sam prazno okolo dok se udaljavala. Par minuta kasnije donijela je kutiju cigareta i upaljač te ih pustila na stolu ništa ne pitajući. Posegnuo sam i zapalio jednu. Trebalo je odlučiti. Posegnuo sam i zapalio jednu. Trebalo je odlučiti. Prijatelji se ne napuštaju Pogledao sam kroz prozor, pljusak je polako popuštao. Ljetnja oluja se se najavljivala već par sati, nakupinama oblaka i povremenim snažnim udarima vjetra. Konačno je počela uz grmljavinu i pljusak negdje oko osam navečer. Polako se okrenuh od prozora. Bosa je stajala za štednjakom i spremala meso i gljive, Petra je sjedila za stolom u blagavaonici i lakirala nokte. Bile su uvijek u različitim izdanjima kućne garderobe. Bosa je nosila mekanu kućnu haljinu i malo punije tamno plave samostojeće čarape te natikače sa malo višim potpeticama. Uvijek je nastojala prekriti onaj ožiljak od operacije na nozi čarapama. Petra je sjedila u šarenoj majici dugih rukava i smeđim hulahopkama, njene natikače - patkice se nisu uklapale ni u što. Sjetih se da je Petra par minuta prije cičala dok joj Bosa nije dopustila da mali nokat na njenoj ruci namaže svojim tamno crvenim lakom. Polako i oprezno se približih stolu i posegoh za kutijom sa cigaretama pazeći da ne izazovem Petrinu pažnju. Nije upalilo, dok sam palio cigaretu podigla je pogled sa posla mazanja noktiju i četkice. "Hei sjedi tu i pruži palac." Znao sam što slijedi. Pogledah Bosu. Namignula mi je i nasmiješila se. "Imamo dosta acetona poslije to lako skinemo ili želiš iskušati njenu upornost." Uzdahnuh duboko i polako sjedoh za stol. Prebacih cigaretu u lijevu ruku. Nevoljko sam pružio desnu ruku uzdignutog palca prema Petri. U ovih par dana sam naučio da je najbolje dopustiti joj da svaku svoju sitnu ludost dovede do kraja u protivnom je bila dosadno uporna, a sve propraćeno cičanjem nagovaranjem i smijehom. Skužio sam da joj na neki način ne mogu odbiti ispunjenje želje. Zgrabila je moj palac i postavila ga relativno ravno prema sebi. Posao je završila u par poteza i promotrila svoj rad. "Taako sada smo svi isti. Možeš biti od koristi i nasuti nam aperitiv, nismo ništa popili već tri dana." Petak večer smo odlučili iskoristiti za zajedničku kućnu večeru. Petra je već pripremila francuski krumpir, a Bosa je upravo dovršavala meso i gljive. Pazeći na onaj namazani nokat polako sam ustao od stola. "Pazi da ne zamažeš sve tim noktom." Dobacila je Petra dok sam se udaljavao. Otvorih hladnjak i izvadih onu bocu tequile i limun. Postavio sam je na pladanj i izrezao šnite limuna te ih postavio na tanjurić. Osjećao sam se malo umorno dok sam tražio slanik. Zadnje tri noći je bilo naporno ali i sjajno. Prije nikada nisam pomišljao na tako nešto u seksu. Sada mi se sve činilo normalnim. Polako sam dodao tri visoke čašice na poslužavnik i odnio sve do stola. Petra je pazeći na nokte dohvatila bocu i napunila ih dok sam sjedao nazad na svoje mjesto. Položila je šnitu limuna na svaku čašicu i pozvala Bosu rukom. Zamjetih da mi je lak na onm noktu već suh. Bosa je promiješala gljive u tavi i polako krenula ka stolu. Telefon je zazvonio. Pogledah u Bosu. Slegla je ramenima i prišla telefonu. Pogledah na sat bilo je devet i pet minuta. Bosa se javila na njemačkom poslušala nešto i odgovorila na hrvatskom. "Tu je samo malo." Spustila je slušalicu pored telefona i polako krenula ka kuhinji gledajući u našem pravcu. "Bambi Strela te treba." Ovo nije mirisalo na nešto dobro. Nismo se čuli još od onog zajedničkog izleta. Sutra smo se trebali čuti dogovoriti gdje ćemo se naći obići rasprodaje u centru, ujedno smo trebali dogovoriti detalje oko povratka. Iznenadni poziv nakon devet sati navečer nije obećavao ništa dobro. Podižući slušalicu ponadah se da je samo želio večeras dogovoriti detalje za sutra. "Halo Đoni frka je sa Škotom i Gogom." Ponadah se da je samo neka svađa i razlaz. "Kakva frka." Strela je počekao par sekundi sa odgovorom. Znao sam da se pokušava skoncetrirati na kratak i jezgrovit odgovor. "Nalaze se u onom disko baru "Western Gold", imali su nekakvu raspravu sa Goginim bivšim dečkom, sada ih isti sa ekipom čeka vani na parkingu. Ako izađu i krenu ka autu vjerojatno će biti nasilja. Škot mi se javio, rekao je da ne žele zvati policiju objasnit će sve kada dođemo." Počekao sam par sekundi da mi sve izrečeno legne na mjesto. Osjetih trnce po vrhovima prstiju. "Gdje se nalazi taj Western Gold, je to onaj bar gdje nas Goga htjela voditi? Ti si bio tamo ako se ne varam, a ja sam došao do Bose?" "Točno i meni i tebi je na pola puta između nas, na cesti Hamburg - Ahernsburg. Veliki tržni centar izvan grada jedini na cesti sa benzinskom i gomilom trgovina, velikim parkingom, a na drugom kraju parkinga je disko bar Western Gold." "Počekaj malo." Okrenuo sam se prema Bosi spuštajući slušalicu sa uha. Zabrinuto me je gledala. "Znaš li gdje je disko bar Western Gold?" Klimnula je glavom. Podigoh slušalicu na uho. "Sve riješeno Bosa će mi objasniti gdje je to mjesto. Gdje se nađemo?" "Uđi u bar Škot i Goga su za šankom u kutu stižem čim prije. Bruna ima neku staru bubu pa budući da je kiša dolazimo autom." "OK vidimo se za šankom." Spustio sam slušalicu. Priđoh Bosi, gledala me zabrinuto u oči. "Neka frka Bambi?" Klimnuh glavom. "Škot i Goga su u disko baru Western Gold imaju neku frku sa Goginim bivšim pa Strela i ja idemo vidjeti kakva pomoć treba. Objasni mi gdje je taj disko bar." Bosa je duboko udahnula i sklonila tavu sa štednjaka. Isključila je ploču i pogledala u Petru odmahujući glavom, potom se okrenula prema meni. "Još pada kiša idemo zajedno autom do tamo. Samo mi reci koji bivši i koja frka? Ima par bivših sa kojima je u kontaktu, koliko ja znam, a nijedan od njih nije nasilan." Slegoh ramenima kratko i brzo. "Što ja znam, Škot je zvao Strelu i rekao da nas treba. Imali su neku raspravu sa Goginim bivšim i sada ih ekipa čeka na parkingu. To je dovoljno." Okrenuo sam se i krenuo ka ulaznom hodniku po čizme i jaknu. Bosa je krenula za mnom. "Bambi možda to nije tvoja stvar. Izlazile smo dosta u taj disko bar znamo vlasnika. Ima dobre redare i ne bi dopustio nikakvu tuču uostalom postoji i poziv policiji ovo je njemačka i svi imaju pravo na brzu zaštitu. Moraš li gurati nos u Gogine frke?" Posegao sam za čizmom i podigao je. Okrenuh se polako držeći čizmu u ruci. "Škot i Strela su mi cijeli život prijatelji. Ne želim napustiti niti jednoga od njih u nevolji. Nije mi bitno koji je razlog frke. Frka je trebaju me i idem tamo. Ako me iz nekoga razloga ne možeš voziti objasni gdje je točno to mjesto i idem sam motorom, dalje nemam vremena za rasprave." Polako je odmahnula glavom. "Ja sam kriva trebala sam ti ranije neke stvari objasniti. Ne ideš sam idemo sa tobom samo nam daj minutu da navučemo nešto na sebe." Okrenula se i krenula ka Petri koja je sjedila i zbunjeno nas gledala. Nije ni bilo čudno razgovor se nije vodio na njemačkom, a zvučao je malo oštro. Bosa je prišla Petri i zagrlila je jednom rukom. Progovorila je na njemačkom. "Idemo navući traperice sve ti objasnim uz put." Petra je klimnula glavom i ustala od stola, dok su se penjale prema spavaćoj sobi uputila mi je neki čudan pogled. Živčan sjedoh na pod i navukoh čizme. Digao sam se jednim potezom i posegnuo za jaknom. Nadao sam se da će cure biti brze. Pet minuta kasnije, koji su meni bili vrlo dugi, spustile su se dolje u trapericama i tenisicama. Bosa je nosila jaknu od trapera preko majice, Petra staru kožnu jaknu. Krenuh prema vratima. Petra je spretno skrenula na veliki poluprazni parking i usmjerila auto ka ulazu u Western Gold. Dok smo se vozili nismo razgovarali, pitao sam se što je Bosa rekla Petri u sobi dok su se presvlačile, a budući da ista nije ništa pitala. Disko bar je bio urađen u stilu western saluna sa nadastrešnicom i pomičnim ulazanim vrtima iza kojih su se vidjela prava ulazna vrata. Lijevo od ulaznih vrata su bile postavljene prečke za vezivanje konja, a ispred istih parkirano nekoliko motora. Desno od ulaza je bio normalan parking sa nekoliko auta. Petra se spretno ubacila na jedno slobodno mjesto. Lik ispred ulaza je imao kratku kosu oko dva metra i 120 kilograma, uglavnom mišića. Nosio je traperice, kaubojske čizme, majicu i kožni prsluk u western stilu. Pažljivo me je pogledao dok sam prolazio. Bosa i Petra su me slijedile. Pogled mu je skliznuo prema njima i samo je klimnuo glavom. "Dobro veče." Klimnuh mu glavom i polako otvorih ona pomična salunska vrata. Nakon dva metra hodnika su bila prava vrata. Polako ih otvorih i počekah da cure uđu. Prostorija je bila poluprazna. Veliki drveni stolovi i klupe su bili poredani u obliku slova L oko šanka koji je zauzimao polovicu stražnjeg zida. Dva velika prozora su gledala prema parkingu. Sve je bilo uređeno u stilu western saluna, a na zidovima obljepljenim pločicama sa imitacijom kamena na drvenim pločama su bile plakate poznatih western filmova. To je bilo sve od ukrasa, ako se izuzme prigušeno svijetlo. Društvo je bilo šaroliko i sudeći po odjeći u vrlo slobodnom stilu. Zamjetih Strelu i Škota kako stoje na samom kraju šanka odmah do zida. Goga je sjedila na visokoj barskoj stolici uza zid, a metar dalje od nje sa pivom u ruci je stajala Bruna. Mahnuh glavom curama i krenuh ka Streli i Škotu. Dok sam prilazio zamjetih još dvojicu mišićavih dvometraša kako sjede za prvim stolom nedaleko od kraja šanka za kojim su Strela i Škot stajali. Jedan je izgledao slično i bio obučen jednako kao onaj na ulazu. Drugi je nosio kvalitetno odijelo košulju bez kravate smeđu bradu i konjski rep. Pažljivo su me pratili pogledom. Glazba je bila prigušena. Pljesnuh Strelu po ramenu potom Škota po ispruženom dlanu. Nasmiješili su mi se. Ispred nih na šanku su stajale tri pune čašice, Goga je držala čašu sa nekom zelenom tekućinom u ruci, sudeći po boji i komadićima voća neki koktel. Nije gledala u Brunu. Klimnula mi je glavom. Mahnuh Bruni, uputila mi je zabrinut pogled. Okrenuh se pokazujući rukom prema curama. "Ovo su Bosa i Petra, Bosu znate, a Petra je Bosina prijateljica." Petra je nevoljko klimnula glavom dok se Bosa kiselo nasmiješila. Goga je šutjela i samo nam mahnula rukom. Ove dvije su se pravile da je ne primjećuju Pogledah u Škota. "Gdje je problem?" Nije odgovorio. Okrenuo se i dohvatio dvije čašice sa šanka. Jednu je pružio meni. Strela je dohvatio treću. "Znali smo da ćeš doći, zato smo ti naručili piće." Okrenuo se ka Bosi i Petri. "Što želite popiti." Bosa je odmahnula glavom, djelovala je izrazito loše raspoložena. Slegao je ramenima i ponovno se okrenuo ka meni. "Već sam objasnio Streli. Ukratko došli smo ovdje na koje piće i da se dogovorimo idemo li dalje u život. Nije bilo mjesta na parkingu ispred vrata pa je Goga parkirala u redu lijevo od ulaza. Sjeli smo ovdje za šank, nakon pola sata naletio je Gogin bivši onaj što je telefonski progonio zadnjih dana. Bio je u društvu neka tri lika. Zajeban nabildan lik, a ni ona trojica se nisu puno razlikovala od njega. Uglavnom snimio nas je i prišao. Tražio je od Goge da popričaju par minuta. Nisam želio stvarati frku u startu, klimnuo sam joj glavom i prihvatila je. Udaljili su se prema onom stolu, za kojim sada sjede ona dva snagatora, stali i započeli priču. Odavde nisam čuo ništa ali sam ih pratio pogledom. Kako mi je poslije objasnila pokušala je na finjaka odbiti bilo koju raspravu o obnavljanju veze, vidio sam samo da je Goga par puta odmahnula glavom i nešto mu rekla. Tada je podivljao uhvatio je za ruku i počeo vući vičući nešto u stilu kujo ili slično. Normalno umiješao sam se i uvalio liku jedan dobar udarac. Dohvatili smo se, oni njegovi su krenuli ka nama i vjerojatno bih najebao ali su se umješala sva tri redara. Onaj što sada stoji na ulazu i ona dvojica što sjede za stolom preko puta." Mahnuo je glavom ka snagatorima koje sam uočio dok sam prilazio. Potom je podigao čašicu i otpio. Uradio sam isto pokušavajući da sredim dojmove o dosadašnjem objašnjenju. Nakon gutljaja klimnuh glavom. Škot me shvatio i produljio. "Dvojica redara su nas razdvojila, a treći se postavio prema onim njegovim majmunima i nešto im oštro rekao na njemačkom pa su stali. Nakon minutu ja sam sjedio na svom starom mjestu za šankom, a onu četvoricu su izbacili van. Naručili smo novo piće i vodu da se sredimo. Piće nam je donio onaj gorila u odijelu sa konjskim repom. Objasnio mi je da je Horst prvi počeo sa nasiljem prema Gogi pa su ih zato sve zajedno bez razmišljanja izbacili ali da moli i nas kada se sredimo da napustimo lokal. Gazda ne želi nikakve frke ovdje, na prvi znak frke reagirat će i predati stvar policiji na dalje. Klimnuo sam glavom i rekao mu da je u redu. Ionako mi se išlo van nakon svega." Zastao je i ispraznio čašicu do kraja. Podigao sam svoju čašicu otpio i upitao. "Kažeš Horst, pretpostavljam da je to ime Goginog bivšeg?" Krajem oka zamjetih da se Bosa trgnula. Klimnuo je glavom i odložio čašicu na šank. "Da na to ime se kreten odaziva kada mu gazda napuni zdjelicu sa hranom i pozove ga. Ukratko kada smo izašli vidjeli smo da nas čekaju ispred auta. Parkirali su pored našeg auta i čekali da krenemo ka autu. Obratih se onom redaru u odijelu koji im je očigledno šef ali mi lik objasnio da je samo ovaj mali prostor ispred ulaza službeno parking od lokala, ostatak parkinga pripada tržnom centru i njih se to ne tiče, u protivnom bi često imali posla kada se lokalne ekipe navečer napiju pored auta. Rekao je da može pozvati policiju ako želimo. Goga ne želi miješati policiju, treba postati viši rukovoditelj odjela u firmi i saslušanja od strane policije ili nekog suda, ako dođu do ušiju viših managera mogu biti težak problem, a ujedno to i nije naš način." Ispraznih čašicu do kraja i pogledah oko sebe. Strela je stajao i gledao u mene, Goga je sjedila pogleda uprtog u pod, Bruna je bila naslonjena na zid i gledala prazno ispred sebe, Petra se naslonila leđima na šank gledajući negdje između nas ali Bosa je nestala. Pogledah po lokalu. Brzo sam uočio da Bosa priča sa nekim visokim žilavim likom u kožnoj jakni sa resama na drugom kraju šanka. Nije mi bila jasna ali nije bilo vrijeme za raspravljanje ponašanja. Okrenuh se ka Škotu. "Drugim riječima želiš da odemo van i sredimo tu ekipu?" Klimnuo je glavom. "Goga kaže da Horst samo to kuži. Lokalni siledžija sa ekipom lokalnih siledžija. Kada ga je upoznala glumio je finoću, nakon par mjeseci skužila je sa kim ima posla i raskinula ali već šest mjeseci je progoni. Može skužiti samo ako dobije dobre batine uz mogućnost da ih dobije još ako ponovno pogriješi." Strela je klimnuo glavom. "Ako je to tvoj stav ja sam u tome." Obojica su pogledala prema meni. Polako klimnuh glavom. "Nema frke sa vama sam. Reci koliko su tvrdi ovi koji nas čekaju." Škot je slegao ramenima. "Zajebana ekipa, Horst je jak i opasan kako mi se čini, druga dvojica djeluju manje opasno ali onaj četvrti je pravi tenk. Lik ima najviše 175 cm ali djeluje kao da ima 175 kilograma mišića. Lakše ga preskočiti nego obići. Bit će zajebano ali mislim da to možemo." Strela je klimnuo glavom. "Imali smo slične situacije doma polazeći od one prve Acine bande bilo ih je tada šest ako se ne varam." Slegnuh ramenima sa osjećajem mržnje. "Šest psihopatskih govanaca." Osjećao sam trnce u prstima. Pogledah Škota. "Koji bi bio plan?" Nasmiješio se široko. "Idemo prema njima ako ne prihvati razgovor ili ako napadnu, ja bih preuzeo Horsta ti Đoni bi mogao srediti onaj tenk od čovjeka već sam te vidio sa takvim snagatorima imaš mozak za tuču oni ne. Strela bi mogao preuzeti i srediti onu dvojicu ili ih samo zadržati dok mi ne završimo sa problematičnim." Pogledao je u Strelu. Strela je u tučama bio uvjerljivo najbrži od nas. Kretao se brzo i fluidno i jako brzo zadavao udarce rukama i nogama. Realno on je jedini imao šansu preuzeti dvojicu uz neugodnog Horsta i opisani tenk od čovjeka. Polako je klimnuo glavom. "Bez brige mogu ja tu dvojicu srediti ma koliko trajalo." Klimnuh glavom. "Dogovoreno, cure ostaju unutra do kraja frke." Pogledao sam ih u oči. "Idemo ili se molimo i čekamo čudo da se dogodi?" Nasmijali su se i klimnuli. Polako skinuh jaknu i okrenuh se ka Petri. Bosa je sada stajala pored nje. Bile su oko metar udaljene ali po Bosinom izrazu lica bilo je jasno da je čula dobar dio razgovora. Priđoh i pružih jaknu Bosi umjesto Petri kako sam prvobitno namjeravao. Bila je blijeda i uplašena. Nasmješih se dok je prihvaćala jaknu. Ja sam već osjećao trnce niz kralježnicu i u prstima ruku. "Samo mi pričuvaj dok obavimo jedan razgovor." Uhvatila me je za ruku. "Đoni stani. Razgovarala sam sa gazdom lokala znaš da ga poznajem. Mislim da znam tko je taj Gogin bivši, dopusti da ja pokušam možda izgladim to, gazda će mi dati dva redara, a vi samo počekajte, molim te." Nasmiješih se i skinuh njenu ruku sa svoje. "Daj Bosa. Sa lokalnim siledžijama i bandama imamo iskustva, sigurno više nego ti, a i to je naš problem ne tvoj." Okrenuh se ka Škotu. Zamjetio sam da su on i Strela već odložili jakne na šank pored Goge. Goga je djelovala smireno, Bruna je imala pogled uplašenog zeca. Osjetih adrenalin u zraku. Mahnuo sam im rukom i krenuo. Niotkuda ispred mene se stvorio onaj redar u sivom odjelu sa konjskim repom. Pogledao me u oči. "Što će te raditi dalje na parkingu ne tiče me se ali u lokalu i na parkingu ispred lokala ne želimo frku. Nadam se da je dogovoreno?" Rekao je to uz ljubazni osmjeh ali je zvučalo dovoljno uvjerljivo da bi i kamen razmislio ako bi imao namjere drugačije od predloženih. Klimnuh glavom. "Dogovoreno, a vi ne dopustite da cure imaju neke probleme ma što bilo vani. Dogovoreno?" Klimnu je glavom uz ozbiljan izraz lica. "Dogovoreno računaj na to." Polako sam otvorio vrata i izašao. Škot i Strela su me slijedili. Onom redaru na ulazu uputih ljubazan osmijeh. Ništa nije komentirao budući da se onaj sa konjskim repom pojavio odmah iza nas i dao mu znak rukom. Kiša je prestala, a parking je bio solidno osvijetljen uličnim svjetiljkama. Škot skrenu lijevo od ulaza ka drugom kraju parkinga. Slijedili smo ga. Čim smo prošli parkirane aute zamjetih na drugom kraju, oko trideset metara udaljenom od nas, Gogin bijeli BMW 316. Pored njega je bio parkiran crni BMW ali serije 5. Stali smo. Na zadnju haubu crnog auta je bio naslonjen niži lik. Shvatio sam zašto ga je Škot nazvao tenk od čovjeka. Bio je u crnim trapericama sa širokim remenom i crnoj majici. Mogao je imati 175 cm ali ne više. Okrugla glava mu je bila podšišana na skroz kratku jež frizuru, a tijelo je više sličilo na valjak. Problem je bio što se već po mišićima ruku vidjelo da je žestoko nabildan. Udario je brzo dlanom dva puta po haubi. Prednja vozačka i dvoje zadnjih vrata su se otvorila i izbacila tri lika van. Dok su prilazili prijatelju na haubi zamjetih da su bili kratko podšišani i sportski obučeni u traperice majice i tenisice. Jedino je onaj tenk na nogama imao neku vrstu vojničkih čizmi. Najviši od njih je imao oko 190 cm, kratku plavu kosu i nabildani torzo. Škot klimnu glavom ka njemu. "To je Horst on je moj. Onaj tenk je Đonijev, Strela možeš onu dvojicu?" Govorio je tiho. Strela je klimnuo glavom. Ona trojica su stala pored prijatelja ispred auta. Djelovali su opasno. Pogledali smo se između sebe potom raširili približno na odstojanje ispružene ruke. Škot je stao lijevo od mene Strela desno. Udahnuo sam duboko zrak osjećajući lagani grč u želucu i navalu adrenalina, klimnuo sam glavom. Polako smo krenuli prema njima. Oni su malo raširili svoju crtu. Znači imali su iskustva. Nastojao sam da me ne obuzmu osjećaji. Trebao mi je čist i brz mozak protiv onog tenka. Nakon par metara smo uskladili korak. Počeo sam osjećati udare srca. Bilo mi je jasno da ako dođe do tuče lika moram izbjegavati, paziti da mu ne omogućim čist i jak udarac ili da me dohvati rukama. Ako se to dogodi jednostavno bih završio u mašini za mljevenje mesa ili bi bila bolja usporedba pod parnim čekićem koji bi me sredio jednim do dva udarca. Mogu mi pomoći samo Bog i Win Chun tehnike koje sam naučio. Postao sam hladan, mozak mi je počeo raditi kako treba. Sve mi je djelovalo malo usporeno ali jasno. Prišli smo na oko pet metara kada je Horst istupio naprijed i malo podigao ruke. Mislim da je rekao nešto u stilu "vi sigurno ne znate" ali nije stigao dalje od toga. Škot je uletio u njega neočekivanom brzinom. Očigledno je kuhao od bijesa čim nije dopustio niti jedno drugo rješenje. Nisam stigao analizirati bilo što onaj tenk se odvojio od haube na kojoj je sjedio. Bio je brz, brži nego što sam očekivao. Krenuo sam naprijed ali mi je bilo jasno da sam zakasnio. Onih prvih par udaraca koje sam mu zadao uspio je dijelom blokirati ramenom tako da je efekt serije bio slab. Očigledno ga nisam niti uzdrmao. Odskočio sam i zauzeo gard sa jednom podignutom rukom naprijed i blagim raskorakom. Nešto veći dio težine je bio prebačen na zadnju nogu kako bi prednja ostala slobodna za udarac. Krenuo je na mene. Zamjetio sam da ima široki zamah kod udarca. Malo sam se okrenuo i blokirao podlakticom. Udarac me uzdrmao i osjetih bol u ruci. Ovaj je stvarno bio prejak. Uspio sam ga izbjeći tijekom blokade i sada mi je bio napola okrenut leđima. Uputih mu seriju udaraca u nezaštićeni dio lica i vrata. Imao sam dulje ruke i to bi bila prednost da nije bio tako jak. Imao sam dojam da šakama štemam zid. Unatoč udarcima se okrenu prema meni i uspio me pri tom odgurnuti rukom. Odteturao sam par koraka u nazad, a njemu je to dalo dovoljno vremena da se u potpunosti okrene prema meni i krene u napad. Uspio sam ga izbjeći i odgurnuti. Dok se okretao prema meni krenuo sam u napad pri tome nastojeći iskorakom prednje noge nagaziti njegovu potkoljenicu stopalo ili nožne prste. Učili su nas da je to izrazito bolno ako pogodiš nešto od nabrojanog. Povukao se i zadao jedan široki udarac sa strane ali nije imao uporište na nogama pa je to bio slab udarac. Blokirao sam ga rukom i zadao mu još jednu seriju od tri wing chun direkta ciljajući korijen nosa ili što dohvatim. Osjetio sam da su sva tri udarca pogodila dobro. Pokušao sam se izvući u stranu uz okret ali tada me dohvatio jednim od onih svojih nezgrapnih udaraca sa strane koji mi je probio blok nadlakticom i završio u rebrima. Osjetio sam jaku bol i odstupio dva koraka nazad. Dok sam čekao da tenk krene krajem oka sam zapazio da su Škot i Horst završili na zemlji u nekom zahvatu, a da je Strela uspio srušiti jednog od one dvojice. Tenk je zagrebao gusjenicima i uletio svom snagom. Uspio sam ga samo izbjeći izmicanjem u stranu ali nisam imao šanse za udarac. Zaustavio se više od metar i pol dalje od mene i počeo okretati. To je bila prigoda uletio sam sa novom serijom direkta i nagaznim udarcem nogom nakon iskoraka. Osjetih da sam mu nogom pogodio stopalo ali ne petom kako je bilo poželjno. Udarci rukama su mu zasuli nebranjeni dio glave ali ponovno sam imao dojam da šakama udaram u zid. Okretao se pokušavajući me uhvatiti rukom. Nisam to smio dopustiti i povukoh se brzo dva koraka unazad. Bio je brz previše brz za svoju konstituciju. Dok sam završio treći korak unazad već je krenuo na mene. Ovaj put je to izveo na način da je zastao izvan dometa moje šake, kojom sam ga pokušavao držati na distanci, izveo jedan lažni kroše i pokušao uletjeti u mene sa nekom vrstom kratkih direkt udaraca, očigledno više da me zbuni u uhvati nego što je polagao nade u pogodak. Uspio sam se povući malo unazad i blokirati one njegove direkte ali je već bio na meni i ponovno udario svom snagom sa strane. Ovaj put me pogodio. Osjetio sam bol u rebrima i odletio sam u stranu gubeći tlo pod nogama. Osjetio sam vlažan asfalt i u trenutku zahvalio bogu što nisam odletio prema nekom autu gdje bi mi šanse da se brzo dignem bile minimalne. Završio sam na leđima, vidio sam ga kako prilazi. Nisam se pokušavao dići na klasičan način već sam se odbacio jednom nogom za "kolut unazad" dok sam drugu nogu ispružio kao zaštitu i klatno za inerciju. Zbunjeno je ustuknuo korak, vjerojatno ne shavćajući da je ona ispružena noga u nepovoljnom položaju za udarac. To mi je dalo dovoljno vremena da završim aikido pad unazad savijajući nogu u koljenu tako da sam sada već bio u poziciji ustajanja i gardu kada je pritrčao u novi napad. Krenuo je širokim udarcem nogom nastojeći me rasturiti dok sam bio još u polu uspravljanju. Spustih se skoro na koljena i odbacih rukama tu nogu u zrak. Pao je nezgodno na leđa i očigledno ostao bez daha. Trijumfalno sam već bio na nogama. Sada ga je samo trebalo dovršiti dok se nezgrapno diže brzim kratkim udarcima nogom. Krajem pogleda zamjetih da je Strela na zemlji na boku, a jedan od onih likova mu zadaje udarac nogom. Uspio je uvući glavu i ramenom odbiti udarac ali pozicija mu nije obećavala ništa dobro. Lik se spremao za novi udarac dok se Strela pokušavao otkotrljati nešto dalje kako bi dobio prostora za ustajanje. Pustih tenk da se diže i uletih liku sa leđa. Uspio sam ga nagaziti na početak pod koljenice sa zadnje strane što ga je natjeralo da klekne potom mu zadah jedan brz udarac odozgo u vilicu. To je bilo sve, uspio sam vidjeti kako se Strela uspravlja, a tenk je uletio u mene. Zadao mi je jedan široki udarac pogađajući mi rebra sa strane kada sam se uspravio od udarca gurnuo me rukom svom snagom. Odletio sam par metara unazad i tresnuo na asfalt. Kroz mozak mi je proletjelo da je gotovo sada me ima. Povratio sam dah i pokušao ponovno izvesti ustajanje u stilu aikido pada unazad ali sam bio spor. Pustio me da se okrenem i nakon toga pritrčao. Tada je napravio pogrešku. Nije me pokušao ponovno udariti nogom valjda polazeći iz prvog iskustva. Pustio me da se dignem negdje do polovice iskoračio i uhvatio me desnom rukom čvrsto za lijevo rame, u stisak poput škripa, paralelno je zamahnuo široko lijevom u namjeri da mi zada razarajući udarac. Desnom rukom sam čvrsto uhvatio njegovu šaku na mome ramenu lakat mi je bio visoko podignut i štitio glavu za slučaj da završi udarac. Lijevom rukom sam ga uhvatio odozdo za lakat malo se podigao i pustio da mi ruka sklizne na njegovu podlakticu. Imao sam ga u poluzi ručnog zgloba. Svom snagom sam se pomakao unaprijed riskirajući ako otrgne šaku iz poluge da padnem licem na asfalt. Nije je izvukao kriknuo je i slijedeći bol u savijenoj šaci i podlaktici poletio na lice na asfalt. Ne puštajući polugu pomakao sam se korak naprijed, čvrsto sam mu blokirao podlakticu između mog koljena i pod koljenice ne puštajući mu šaku u poluzi. Ležao je na trbuhu potpuno otvoren i ranjiv. Počeo sam mu zadavati udarce lijevom šakom po glavi gdje sam stigao. Imao sam dojam da je prošlo stoljeće ruka me već boljela od udaraca kada je ispustio neki grleni zvuk. Zastao sam. Shavtih da govori "Ne" na njemačkom, nerazumljivo "Nein". Pustih mu šaku i uspravih se. Ležao je stenjajući. Polako se pokušao uspraviti tresući glavom i oslanjajući se na ruke i koljena. Blago ga pritisnuh nogom u leđa. Shvatio je i vratio se u ležeći položaj. Okrenuh se. Škot i Strela su stajali jedan do drugog i promatrali me. Strela mi mahnu i polako krenu prema meni. "Bilo je to surovo Đoni stvarno si ga dobro razbio." Kretao se teško duboko dišući. Škot je prišao polako vukući nogu. Pogledah iz njih po parkingu. Jedan od onih likova je sjedio na asfaltu držeći se za glavu, Horst je još ležao i stenjao u fetalnom položaju. Drugi od Strelinih protivnika je stajao duboko dišući naslonjen na prtljažnik Goginog auta. Drugom rukom se držao za trbuh. Očigledno mu nije padalo na pamet da poduzima bilo što više. Nismo ništa govorili. Polako smo krenuli natrag ka ulazu u Western Gold. Počela je padati sitna hladna kiša, već nakon par koraka bili smo mokri. Dok smo prilazili zamijetih da su redari vani i da nas promatraju. Stajali su par metara ispred "svog teritorija". Onaj sa konjskim repom je stajao naprijed, a preostala dvojica iza njega. Iza te dvojice su stajale Bosa i Petra. Dok smo prilazili konjski rep klimnu glavom. "Vidim dosta tuča na ovom parkingu ali ovo je vrijedilo gledati." Klimnuh mu umorno glavom dok sam prolazio pored njega. Oslanjao sam se na Strelu jednom rukom. Rebra sa lijeve strane su me boljela a i šaku lijeve ruke nisam baš osjećao dobro. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Csv1wXOr5tY (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Csv1wXOr5tY) zainteresiranih za dalje? Pa neznam kaj se čeka ????? :aplauz: :aplauz: :aplauz: Boris tebi samom mogu poslati nastavke i na email ako mi ga pošalješ na pp Nemoj zezati, a mi drugi? :occasion: Klimnuh mu umorno glavom dok sam prolazio pored njega. Oslanjao sam se na Strelu jednom rukom. Rebra sa lijeve strane su me boljela a i šaku lijeve ruke nisam baš osjećao dobro. Konjski rep me blago potapša po ramenu. Zastao sam i okrenuo se. Pogledao me u oči nekim čudnim pogledom. "Žao mi je ali takvi ne bi smjeli u lokal." Pokazao je rukom na mene od glave do pete. Pogledah se na svijetlu uličnih svjetiljki. Traperice su mi bile razderane duž nogavice jednako kao i majica na okovratniku. Pogledah Škota i Strelu koji su zastali gledajući u mene. Nisu izgledali bolje. Škot je imao skroz razderanu majicu od okovratnika negdje skoro do pojasa traperica. Uz sve to bio je krvav ispod nosa i oko usta. Strela je izgledao nijansu bolje odnosno bio je krvav samo oko usta ali nije imao jedan rukav na majici. Klimnuh glavom. Konjski rep me blago potapša po ramenu. "Poslat ću po one dvije cure, a onaj ostatak na drugoj strani parkinga također budemo riješili." Pogledah na drugu stranu parkinga prema Horstu i njegovoj ekipi. Sva četvorica su sada stajala pored onog crnog BMW-a i nešto raspravljali. Jedan od one dvojice Strelinih je pridržavao Horsta. Tenk je stajao naslonjen leđima na prtljažnik auta. Konjski rep klimnu glavom prema jednom od onih dvojice snagatora, a drugom mahnu rukom. Polako je krenuo preko parkinga praćen gorilom u kožnom prsluku. Onaj drugi je nestao u lokalu. Shvatih da nisu čekali vani zato što ih je zanimala tuča već su pazili da se problemi ne presele na njihov teren, bilo da gubitnik potraži utočište u lokalu ili da pobjednik poželi proslaviti pobjedu. Škot i Strela su me gledali. Klimnuh im glavom. "Jasno je da ne možemo unutra. Počekat će mo cure ovdje." Škot je klimnuo glavom. Pogledah prema drugoj strani parkinga. Konjski rep je nešto govorio Horstovoj skupini. Na kraju je mahnuo rukom i krenuo nazad. Likovi su se počeli pakirati u auto. Počekao sam dok crni BMW nije počeo izlaziti u rikverc sa parkirnog mjesta potom okrenuo prema Bosi i Petri. Bosa je stajala ruku prekriženih na grudima i gledala oštro u mene, Petra me promatrala zabrinuto ruku spuštenih pored tijela. Priđoh im polako. Bosa je držala moju jaknu preko ruke. Odmahnula je glavom. "Ludost Bambi, ludost." Petra je mahnula rukom prema Bosi i prišla mi. Podigla je prste i dodirnula moje usne. "Jesi dobro?" Klimnuh glavom i spustih joj ruke na ramena. Nasmiješila se i zagrlila me. Iza njenih leđa Goga i Bruna su se pojavile iz lokala. Goga je pritrčala Škotu i zgrlila ga. Bruna je polako prilazila Streli. Konjski rep u pratnji gorile se zaustavio pored mene. Pogledao je Bosu. "Rekao sam im da imaju dvadeset minuta prije nego pozovem prijatelje iz policije, sada je parking slobodan." Bosa je upitno podigla obrve i otvorila usta. Prekinuo je u neizgovorenom brzim pokretom ruke. "Kao što sam obećao neću zvati nikoga ali nestanite čim prije. Ne želim nikakve probleme ipak je u pitanju naša reputacija." Ljubazno joj se nasmiješio i potapšao je po ramenu. "Vas dvije navratite ponekada na piće, samo držite ovog dobermana na ogrlici." Klimnuo je glavom prema meni. Polako je krenuo prema ulazu u lokal praćen gorilom u kožnom prsluku. Očigledno mu nije smetala hladna sitna kiša niti se brinuo za svoje kvalitetno odijelo. Nije gledao ni u koga. Pratio sam pogledom dok nije nestao iza vrata. Minutu kasnije se onaj drugi snagator u kožnom prsluku pojavio i stao pored vrata. Očigledno su nam željeli pokazati da misle ozbiljno. Pogledah prema ostalima. Bruna je držala Strelu za ruku, uplašenog pogleda. Škot je zagrlio Gogu i gledao u nas. Bosa je sa mržnjom promatrala Gogu. Oslonih se rukom na Petrino rame. Pomislih da je dobro što je samo desetak centimetara niža od mene. Škot mahnu rukom. "Mogli bi se raspršiti da zavaramo neprijatelje." Smiješio se. Klimnuh glavom, Strela također. "Čujemo se sutra dečki." Nastojao sam da mi glas bude čvrst iako me od hladne kišice hvatao napad osjećaja hladnoće. Škot podiže ruku u pozdrav. "Đoni Strela naša vrata su vam otvorena u svako doba dana i noći." Spustio je ruku. Goga nam je samo mahnula. Strela me pljesnu po ramenu i zaputi se ka suprotnom kraju parkinga vukući Brunu za ruku. Bosa je prišla i uhvatila me pod ruku. Bez riječi me povukla ka autu. Dok sam hodao oslanjao sam se zdravom rukom na Petru. Tijekom spuštanja na sjedalo osjetio sam bol u rebrima i napad drhtavice. Očigledno me adrenalin popuštao. Pogledah u lijevu šaku. Počela je otIcati. Pitao sam se koliko dugu neću biti u stanju povući ručicu kvačila. Vozili smo se u tišini. Pri ulasku u stan osjetih slabost i drhtavicu. Bio sam skroz mokar. Petra mi je pomogla do stola u blagavaoni. Naslonio sam se na stol pazeći na lijevu šaku. Pogledah Petru. "Mogu dobiti duplo piće?" Klimnula je glavom i krenula ka hladnjaku. Bosa je tresnula moju jaknu na stolicu i okrenula se prema meni. "Svi smo mokri, a ti pogotovu. Uz sve si i prljav kao da si se valjao u blatu sa svinjama. Skini majicu i te ostatke traperica da ih bacim u perilicu." Umorno klimnuh glavom prema njenom ljutitom pogledu. "Samo jedno piće molim te." Petra mi je stavila veliku čašu do pola punu na stol. Bosa me promatrala ali ovaj put zabrinuto. Otpio sam jedan dobar gutljaj tequile. Počekao sam da me alkohol počne paliti po želucu. Nisam se osjećao bolje. Otpih još jedan mali gutljaj i spustih čašu na stol. Polako sam pokušao skinuti majicu. Nije išlo lijeva strana me boljela kad bih podigao ruke. Petra je prišla i pomogla mi sa majicom, Bosa mi izula čizme. Traperice sam spustio do ispod koljena i sjeo. Petra je čučnula i svukla ostatke traperica sa mene. Osjetih da su mi i gaće mokre. Tada me uhvatila drhtavica. Bosa je donijela ručnik i počela me pažljivo brisati. Uz pomoć uspio sam doći do spavaće sobe. Netko mi je skinuo gaće i sjeo sam na krevet. Tresao sam se od slabosti i hladnoće. Netko je nešto govorio. Netko me pokrio dekom. Nisam bio siguran da li je netko rekao na njemačkom ili nekom drugom jeziku nešto u stilu "moramo mu nešto obući da se bolje ugrije". Plutao sam između nigdje i ničega. Polako sam tonuo ne osjećajući ništa izuzev jake hladnoće koja me tresla. Tama se polako razilazila. Netko me blago tresao za rame. Otvorih oči. Žena kratke crvene kose i srcolikog izgleda lica je gledala u mene smeđim očima. Sjedila je na rubu kreveta i blago me tresla za rame. "Čuješ me? Shvaćaš što te pitam?" Klimnuh glavom potom polako prevalih preko usana: Pridgoh se malo oslanjajući se na lakat. Bilo je to naporno. Jako svjetlo stropne svjetiljke mi je smetalo. Polako sam razaznao spavaću sobu i Bosu i Petru koje stoje na ulazu. Ona crvenokosa što me tresla polako je ustala sa kreveta. Nosila je traperice i bijelu košulju koja je izgledala kao muška košulja. Nešto je bilo čudno na njoj. Pogledala me u oči. "Ja sam Suzi, liječnik. Pokušaj polako sam ustati molim te." Polako odgurnuh pokrivače sa sebe. Nešto mi je bilo čudno. Majica koju sam nosio bila je sivo isprane boje, a po rubovima dugih rukava je imala ukrasne šare od pamučne čipke. Dok sam spuštao noge na pod zamjetih da nosim crne punije najlon hulahopke. Zbunjeno spustih noge na pod. Vjerojatno sanjam. Polako pređoh prstom po nad koljenici. Definitivno su bile najlonke. Ona crvenokosa mi nije dopustila daljnje analize. Prišla je nagnula se i podigla mi poako jedan pa drugi očni kapak. Pažljivo je promatrala svako moje oko. Potom me uhvatila za ruku i mjerila puls. Pokazala je rukom ka gore. "Pokušaj ustati i stajati." Polako i bolno sam se uspravio. Povukla me jedan korak od ležaja. Par minuta me pregledala. Zadigla mi je majicu i pipkala rebra potom ozljeđenu šaku. Iz lječničke torbice na noćnom ormariću je izvadila stetoskop i pažljivo mi slušala po prsnom košu. Spustila mi je majicu okačila stetoskop za vrat i uhvatila me za obije ruke. "Polako jedan korak unazad i sjedi na krevet." Naglasak joj je bio čudan. Učinio sam kako mi je rekla. Dok se naginjala pomažući mi u spustu na krevet zamjetih što je čudno na njoj. Imala je doista velike grudi. Skoro kao dvije košarkaške lopte. To je prikrivala tom širokom bijelom košuljom očigledno muškom. Pažljivo mi je prepipala glavu. Uspravila se i posegnula za torbom. "Pod stresom si od napora i udaraca koje si primio. Izgleda da ništa nije slomljeno. Imaš sreće, a i glava je čitava. Nemaš nikakav podljev ili kvrgu na toj tintari što je dobro, znači da nisi dobio niti jedan udarac u glavu. Sada ću ti dati nešto protiv bolova i za stres, nakon toga ležiš i odmaraš." Klimnula je glavom i izvukla neku ampulu tekućine za injekciju. Minutu kasnije je napipala venu na mojoj nadlanici i osjetih bol od igle koja je prodirala. Čvrsto me držala za ruku dok je spretno ubrizgala sadržaj injekcije u venu. Klimnula je glavom i nasmiješila se. "Dat ću ti i nešto da popiješ ujutro." Odložila je praznu špricu na noćni ormarić i podigla torbu sa kreveta. Pljusnula me malo po obrazu i namignula. Polako se okrenula ka Bosi i Petri koje su zbunjeno gledale. "Bit će on ok, dogovorit ćemo se sutra za još malo kontrolnog pregleda." Ovo je izgovorila na njemačkom. Petra se nasmiješila i poljubila je u obraz. Dok su zajedno izlazile iz sobe Suzi je zagrlila Bosu oko pasa a potom spustila ruku i nježno je pogladila po zadnjici. Pogledah u Petru koja je uzimala špricu sa ormarića. "Žedan sam može čaša vode." Nježno me slobodnom rukom pogladila po obrazu i klimnula glavom. Nestala je iz sobe. Ponovno se pogledah. Stvarno sam nosio tu sivu žensku majicu dugih rukava i hulahopke. Sjetih se da je to Petrin omiljeni stil oblačenja po kući, uopće je po kući nosila majicu par brojeva veću i gaćice te natikače na nogama. Majica je djelovala na njoj kao kratka haljina. Kada bi bilo svježije umjesto majice kratkih rukava navukla bi neku dugih rukava također par brojeva veću i hulahopke. To je bilo sve. Bosa i Petra su se vratile zajedno. Bosa je u rukama nosila bocu sa sokom. Petra mi pruži čašu sa vodom. Pio sam dugim gutljajima. Odložih čašu na ormarić. "Koliko je sati?" Bosa je spustila bocu na ormarić. "Tri ujutro." Pažljivo me pogledala. "Hvala bogu u redu si. Bile smo prestrašene pa sam pozvala Suzi. Prihvatila je da dođe u sred noći i pogleda te." Klimnuh glavom koja mi je i dalje bila teška. "Suzi je vaš obiteljski liječnik?" Bosa odmahnu glavom. "Naš ginekolog ali je prije specijalizacije dugo radila na hitnoj tako da sa ovim stvarima ima iskustva. Jedino mi ona pala na pamet, nismo smjele zvati hitnu, oni sa tučama imaju iskustva i vjerojatno bi tvoje ozljede prijavili policiji. Kod njih ne pali da si pao niz stube, to im je obveza da prijave." Klimnuh glavom i pokazah rukom po sebi. "Vi ste mi ovo navukle? Nije moglo nešto prikladnije?" Bosa me ljutito pogleda zatim se obrati Petri na njemačkom. "Budala se buni zbog oblačenja." Izgovorila je to odmahujući glavom. Okrenula se prema meni. "Bambi ti si sa sobom donio samo par gaća i majica kratkih rukava. Uz to onu smrdljivu vunenu vestu koja je valjda pokupila sve mirise benzina i prašine, e oprale smo je jučer i suši se na balkonu. Traperice više nemaš izuzev u komadima. To je sve što si imao, tanke majice kratkih rukava i gaće. Tresao si se kao prut od hladnoće ispod dvije deke i jedino što smo mogle je navući ti nešto Petrino približno je tvoj broj. Petra ne nosi pidžame ni trenirke znaš i sam kako spava, mogao si umjesto toga jedino dobiti moju spavaćicu i samostojeće ali ti je to premalo na tvoju sreću." Izgovorila je to oštro na njemačkom i sjela na rub kreveta pored mene. Petra se nasmijala i sjela pored nje. Bosa mi je stavila ruku na rame. "Dosta si nas prestrašio tresao si se od hladnoće, a kada si se malo smirio napola si buncao nešto o nekom mačiću i mački. Sada je u redu dobila sam tablete da popiješ sutra kasnije vidimo. Hajdemo polako leći i nama je dosta ove večeri i noći." Osjetih se posramljeno. Zadao sam im dosta problema da bi se još imao pravo na bilo što buniti. Klimnuh glavom. Bosa i petra su ustale i krenule ka drugom kraju kreveta. Polako i oprezno, pazeći da ne radim nagle pokrete, vratih se u ležeći položaj i navukoh deke preko sebe. Cure su se smjestile i ugasile svijetlo. Dok sam padao u san proletjelo mi je kroz glavu. "Živim u stanu sa dvije lezbe, obučen sam kao žensko i upravo me pregledao ginekolog. Bit će dobro ako se ujutro ne probudim sa sisama D+ veličine." Probudilo me dnevno svijetlo. Polako sam otvorio oči. Petra je sjedila do mene. Sjedila je leđima naslonjena na uzglavlje kreveta, a nogu ispruženih ispred sebe po zgužvanim dekama. Čitala je neku knjigu. Na sebi je imala majicu dugih rukava i hulahopke. Polako i bolno se uspravih u sjedeći položaj. Petra se okrenula prema meni. "Jesi ok?" Klimnuh glavom uz osmjeh. U ustima sam imao metalni okus. Pogledah je. "Može kava?" Upitah. Dok sam spuštao noge na pod ustala je i postavila pred mene one njene natikače koje sam nosio od prvog jutra ovdje. Već su se malo raširile od nošenja na mojim nogama. Polako ih navukoh. Petra je navukla one svoje patkica natikače. Pogledala me. "Možeš sam do blagavaone ili kavu piješ ovdje?" Sjetih se da u spavaćoj sobi nema pušenja. Klimnuh glavom prema vratima. "Idemo u blagavaonu ionako moram na wc." Dok sam mokrio osjećao sam se nestabilno na nogama. Rebra su me boljela pri svakom jačem uzdahu, lijeva šaka mi je bila otečena i teško sam pomicao prste. Polako se odvukoh od wc-a do blagavaone. Petra je upravo sipala kavu u šalicu. Dok sam prilazio pokazala je prstom na onaj njen ogrtač, koji sam također koristio od prvog jutra ovdje, a koji je bio položen preko naslona stolice. "Najbolje da ga navučeš vani još pada i hladno je." Polako sam navukao ogrtač i sjeo. Petra je položila pred mene šalicu sa kavom, čašu soka, upaljač i cigarete potom sjela preko puta mene sa šalicom u ruci. Otpih gutljaj kave i zapalih cigaretu. Pogledah polako nadolje promatrajući svoju garderobu. "Bez brige dobro ti stoji." Petra se smiješila na onaj svoj otkačeni simpatični način. Slegoh ramenima, trenutno mi nije bilo bitno. Bilo mi je toplo i ugodno. "Gdje je Bosa?" Petra otpi gutljaj kave. "Otišla je obaviti neke razgovore i kupiti ti nešto za obući. Hlače više nemaš, treba ti i neka punija muška majica, izuzev ako ne misliš ovakav izaći vani." Nasmijala se. "To bi ti se sviđalo?" Slegla je ramenima. "Svejedno, sviđa mi se kada ne nosiš ništa." Pogledah u sivilo kiše kroz prozor. "Koliko je sati?" "Oko dva poslije podne." Začuh otključavanje ulaznih vrata. Minutu kasnije Bosa je ušla u blagavaonu. Spustila je svoju žensku torbu i veću vrećicu na rub stola. Polako je sjela i dohvatila kutiju sa cigaretama. Još je bila komplet obučena, samo je otkopčala jaknu. Zapalila je cigaretu i nasmiješila se Petri. "Može i meni kava?" Dok je Petra išla prema kuhinji pogledala me i gurnula vrećicu prema meni. "Ovo ti dobro stoji ali ne za van. Tu imaš trenirku i toplu majicu. Trebat će ti. Večeras te vodimo kod Suzinog prijatelja na hitnu. Bit će gužva i nitko ne obraća pažnju na bolesnike, tako da će uraditi par snimaka mimo registracije, mislim rebra i šaka da budemo sigurni da je sve u redu." Petra je donijela kavu i sjela na svoje mjesto. Polako otvorih vrećicu na stolu zdravom rukom potom klimnuh glavom. "Super sada imam nešto normalno za obući. Na hitnu ne idem dobro sam, samo mi treba par dana da se vratim u normalu." Bosa me oštro pogledala. "Bambi slušaj, ne ponašaj se kao pijetao u pubertetu. Primimo te u naš dom i našu vezu, vodimo ljubav sa tobom, pokupimo te nakon tvojih gluposti i nastojimo da se izvučeš bez problema, a najmanje što tražimo je da se pregledaš i snimiš kako bi smo mirno spavale ne plašeći se da ćeš tijekom noći pasti u komu od neke unutarnje ozljede. Je to tako puno za tvoj ponos?" Osjetih se posramljeno. Gledao sam ispred sebe u kavu, potom podigoh pogled ka Bosi. "Oprosti nisam to mislio. U pravu si. Idem na snimanje večeras." Uputih joj smiješak. Klimula je glavom i duboko uzdahnula. "Konačno malo pameti." Pokušah se izvući. "Ne zamjeri od kako smo sinoć razbili one siledžije malo sam..." Prekinula me oštro. "Koje siledžije ste razbili sinoć?" Pogledah je zbunjeno. "Onu četvoricu nabildanih. Mislim onog nasilnika Horsta i njegove frendove. Klasična ulična banda, sa takvima smo već imali iskustva doma, oni kuže samo jedno, a to je zakon jačeg." Uzdahnula je duboko potom otpila gutljaj kave, povukla je dim iz cigarete i pogledala me sa strane. "Bambi, Bambi ... niste razbili nikakvu četvoricu nasilnika već četvoricu visoko obrazovanih ljudi kojima je hobi alpinizam pa su zato dobro "nabildani" kako ti kažeš. Dalje Horst nije nasilnik već psihijatar, ako kužiš uopće razliku između nasilnika i psihijatra." Polako sam posegao zdravom rukom za novom cigaretom, znao sam kada upitam za pojašnjenje svega ovoga odgovor mi se neće svidjeti, dapače uopće mi se neće svidjeti. KRAJ DRUGOG DIJELA ŽELI NETKO NASTAVAK? ja :ruke: i ja. hoće li psihijatar ipak izaći kao nasilnik, pitam se sad. :) :thumbleft: Polako sam posegao zdravom rukom za novom cigaretom, znao sam kada upitam za pojašnjenje svega ovoga odgovor mi se neće svidjeti, dapače uopće mi se neće svidjeti. KRAJ DRUGOG DIJELA III Cestom stvarnosti ili slagalica psihologije manipulacije Službenica na recepciji je bila profesionalno ljubazna. "Da koliko vidim gospođa je u sobi, kartica za vrata je u slotu. Što da kažem tko je treba." Trenutak sam razmišljao. "Recite Đoni iz Zemuna bit će dovoljno, ako se nisam zabunio." Upitno me pogledala i podigla slušalicau telefona. Otipkala je broj i nakon pola minute započela formalni razgovor. "Ispričavam se treba vas gospodin Đoni iz Zemuna, čeka na recepciji." Grickala je kratko vrh kemijske olovke slušajući odgovor. Spustila je slušalicu i klimnula mi glavom. "Gospođa kaže da dođete u sobu, to vam je drugi kat desno." Spustila je olovku na pult, zamijetih da je na vrhu olovke ostalo malo ruža. Nije komentirala ništa više. "Hvala vam." Klimnuh glavom i zaputih se ka stubama. Dok sam se uspinjao laganim korakom razmišljao sam što bih joj rekao. Zaključih da nije bitno što bih joj rekao, bitno je bilo par pitanja koje sam joj želio postaviti. Vrata sobe su već bila malo otvorena, znači očekivala me je. Pokucah lagano dva puta. Začuo sam poznati glas. "Uđi Đoni, slobodno uđi." Polako sam otvorio vrata i zakoračio u sobu. Stajala je na sredini sobe u svilenoj crnoj kućnoj haljini i platforma sandalama visoke potpetice. Stavljala je ruž na usne gledajući se u veliko zrcalo na zidu. Prekinula je sa ružem i pogledala me. "Očekivala sam da ćeš doći, zato sam i rekla Mirjani broj sobe." Klimnula je glavom uz osmjeh. "Samo za jedan trenutak nisam bila sigurna da si to ti." "Dobro je da me uopće pamtiš." "Kako bih mogla zaboraviti nekoga tko je ipak obilježio neke stvari u mom životu. Onih koji glume idealiste srećem dosta često, pravi idealisti su rijetki." Pokazala je rukom ka otvorenim vratima balkona. "Sjedi vani molim te, tamo možemo zapaliti cigaretu. Za minutu ti donesem piće, poslije možemo razgovarati zašto si uopće došao. Mislila sam da me mrziš." Polako prođoh ka balkonu iza njenih leđa dok se ona posvetila ružu i usnama. Balkon je bio tipičan hotelski balkon sa nižim drvenim stolom i dvije drvene stolice. Na stolu je ležala pepeljara, kutija cigareta Lucky Strike i srebrni ženski upaljač. Polako sjedoh na stolicu i izvadih jednu cigaretu iz kutije. Dok sam palio cigaretu Goga se pojavila na vratima balkona. Sa tamno crvenim ružem za usne izgledala je dobro. Nasmiješila se. "U mini baru imam mali izbor pića, reci vodka, whiskey, pelinkovac ili loza." "Loza bit će dovoljno." Nestala je iza vrata. Promatrao sam odsjaj sunca na morskoj površini. Goga se vratila minutu kasnije sa dvije hotelske čaše u jednoj i dvije male bočice u drugoj ruci. Položila je čaše na stol otvorila bočice i istresla ih u čaše jednim potezom. Polako je sjela na stolicu preko puta mene, popravila kosu i zapalila cigaretu. Pogledala me i podigli čašu. "Loza po tvom izboru, živjeli Đoni." Podigoh čašu i nazdravih joj bez riječi. Nasmiješila se nekim čudnim osmjehom. "Drago mi je da si živ, nisi se puno promijenio koji kilogram više i koja sjeda vlas više, pogled i te tvoje oči koje mijenjaju boju od svijetlo smeđih do zelenkasto plavih su isti." "Nisi se ni ti puno promijenila, još se držiš." Nasmijala se. "Isti stari Đoni bez puno smisla za komunikaciju sa damama, još se držiš umjesto ostala si zgodna i lijepa." Odmahnula je glavom. "Imam dojam kao da nije prošlo toliko vremena. Dragan je znao često pričati o tebi, kao da mu nikada nisi izašao iz glave." Sjetih se da se Škot zove Dragan, nikada o njemu nisam mislio drukčije izuzev kao o Škotu. Pogledah je dugim pogledom. "Kako je Škot, jeste još zajedno?" Dugo me gledala i otpila još jedan gutljaj iz čaše. Povukla je dim iz cigarete i spustila pogled. "Umro je prije sedam godina od karcinoma štitnjače. Njegov motor je još u garaži i čeka." Polako sam ispraznio čašu do kraja. Ugasio sam čik cigarete u pepeljari i pogledao je. "Žao mi je. Nisam to očekivao." Klimnula je glavom. "I treba ti biti žao, ti si sa njim završio on sa tobom nikada." Slegoh ramenima. "Može još jedno piće?" "Loze više nema u mini baru su samo po dva ista pića vodka ili whiskey." "Vodka." Polako se podigla i nestala u sobi, posegoh za još jednom cigaretom iz kutije, trebalo mi je vremena da se sredim. Dok sam palio cigaretu vratila se i položila četiri bočice 0.1 na stol dvije vodke i dva Whiskey-ja. Sjela je. "Mislim da će nam trebati kako je razgovor krenuo. Predpostavljam da imaš još pitanja, a imam po koje i ja." Posegoh za bočicom i napunih čašu. Ovo nije sličilo na razgovor koji ljudi vode kada se slučajno sretnu nakon par desetaka godina. Sličilo je na razgovor koji je nedavno prekinut. Otpih iz čaše i pogledah je. Dovršavala je piće iz svoje čaše. "Imate djece?" Odmahnula je glavom. "Ne to nam nije išlo. Sve ostalo da ali to ne." Spustila je čašu na stol. "Đoni, Dragan se nadao da ćeš se ipak jedan put javiti ipak ste mladost proveli zajedno." Klimnuh glavom. "Žao mi je." Gledala me je nekim čudnim pogledom. "Ne nije ti žao, uvijek si išao samo ravno naprijed po svojim shvaćanjima časti i svojim pričama u glavi. Ostavio si dosta stvari iza sebe, a da to nisi ni zamijetio, odnosno ostavio si lom u par života tako lagano i jednostavno kao što ispijaš ovo piće." "Kakav lom?" Gledala me nekim dugim i čudnim pogledom imao sam dojam da mi se odgovor neće svidjeti, dapače da mi se uopće neće svidjeti. Kišno popodne Zapalio sam cigaretu i pogledao u Petru. "Mogu dobiti jedno piće mislim da će mi trebati?" Gledala me zbunjeno. "Moraš popiti one lijekove koje ti Suzi pustila pa ne mislim ..." "Daj mu, neće mu biti ništa od toga, daj i meni jedno trebat će nam da završimo razgovor." Bosin glas je bio oštar i razdražljiv, a na njemačkom je zvučao grubo. Petra je pogledala u Bosu potom se digla i krenula prema hladnjaku u kuhinji. Bosa je posegnula za svojom torbom i počela preturati po unutrašnjosti. Zamijetih da na lijevoj ruci kojom je sa strane držala torbu nosi set od pet srebrnih prstena, na svakom prstu po jedan. Prsteni su bili različiti ali po dizajnu na neki način isti i uklapali su se u cjelinu. To je trenutno bila moda u njemačkoj i sviđalo mi se to vidjeti na ženama pogotovu onaj prsten na palcu. Petra se vratila i stavila bocu i dvije čašice na stol potom sjela i posegnula za svojom šalicom kave. "Ja ne pijem, večeras netko treba i voziti." Nasmiješih joj se i napunih čašice. Bosa je konačno iz torbe izvukla neku kutijicu i stavila je pred Petru. "Kupila sam ti to na rasprodaji mislim da je po tvom ukusu." Petra je polako otvorila kutijicu, ispustila jedno sretno "hiiii" i počela vaditi prstene. Polako je položila set prstena sličan Bosinim na stol, jedan do drugoga. Podigla se i poljubila kratko Bosu. Podigao sam čašicu i otpio gutljaj. Bosa je otpila iz svoje i udahnula. "Bambi nisi ti kriv. Kriva sam ja što sam odlagala razgovor i objašnjenja." Otpila je još jedan mali gutljaj, ja ispraznih svoju čašicu do kraja. Petra je navlačila prstene. Kako bi koji podesila na prstu udaljila bi ruku od sebe i pogledala ga. Radila je to kao ozbiljan posao. Bosa mi je klimnula glavom prema njoj i nasmiješila se. Potom se uozbiljila. "Goga je manipulator, svjesni i nesvjesni manipulator uz to je i kuja koja gleda samo svoj interes. Horst je psihijatar kod koga je Goga išla radi liječenja trauma iz djetinjstva i mladosti." "Želiš reći da Horst nije Gogin bivši dečko?" Bosa je uzdahnula i pogledala u čašicu pa meni u oči. "Da Horst je Gogin psihijatar i njen bivši dečko, a Goga ga je ucjenjivala, zato je i došlo do cijele frke. Psihijatar se ne smije seksati sa pacijenticom, ako se to dozna vrlo lako gubi sve dozvole za rad. Samo to nije sve tako jednostavno budući da je Horst više žrtva Gogine manipulacije nego što je Goga žrtva Horsta. Ne znam kako sve ukratko objasniti." Odmahnula je glavom i posegnula za bocom. Napunila nam je čašice i otpila mali gutljaj iz svoje. Ja sam svoju ispio do pola, već sam osjećao da mi je ova "jedna previše", odnosno nije mi se pilo više. Bosa je pogledala Petru, koja je promatrala svoju ruku ispruženih prstiju, pa mene. "Krenuću redom. Kada sam bila u Zemunu i popričala sa Gogom prvi put vidjela sam da nešto nije u redu, odnosno po nekim naznakama zaključila sam da je izložena nasilju u obitelji. Imala sam i sama slična iskustva u obitelji, nasilje u obitelji nije često ali nije ni tako rijetko kako se misli." "Želiš reći da je i tebe netko silovao u obitelji?" Prekinuo sam je zbunjenim glasom. Bosa me pogleda potom se nasmiješi na neki čudni način. "Mene su kolektivno silovali u obitelji. Silovali su me psihički u glavu. Bambi postoje različiti oblici silovanja u obitelji. Ja sam rođena kao žensko i kao bogalj, znaš i sam jedna noga mi je bila kraća. Moji su to doživjeli kao težak hendikep ali ne za mene nego za njih. Nisu bili nasilni ali se nisu niti puno brinuli što ja osjećam, a djeca iz okolice još manje. Djeca znaju biti jako surova." Odmahnula je lagano glavom. "Sa druge strane moji su me stalno pilali kako, ako imam urođenu manu moram završiti sve škole i tako sebi popraviti status u malograđanskom društvu predgrađa. Navodno tada će me svi gledati kao pametnu i nitko neće zamjećivati moju manu. Meni škola nije išla, voljela sam krpice i šivati za lutke. Zato sam i završila srednju tekstilnu. Kada su moji vidjeli da ni školom neću ispraviti nedostatak i razbijene nade obitelji, počeo je pakao prebacivanja. Jedino je baka bila na mojoj strani. Niti ostalo u životu nije bilo bolje." Polako je ispila čašicu do kraja. Petra se uozbiljila i spustila ruku na Bosinu. Nježno joj je stisnula prste. Otpio sam do kraja i spustio desnu ruku na na njenu drugu nadlakticu. Nježno sam je pogladio. Bosa je odmahnula glavom. "Bambi svaki šupak za kojeg sam mislila da mi je dečko je očekivao od mene veliku zahvalnost pokornost i obožavanje zato što me je prihvatio iako sam imala nedostatak u vidu kraće noge. Bez malo kao da su mi učinili beskrajnu uslugu." Polako je izvukla ruku ispod moje i uhvatila me za šaku. "Ti si prvi muškarac i do sada jedini koji me je od početka gledao samo kao ženu, a ne robu sa greškom. I da, razlikovala sam one cure koje su ubijene u pojam od onih koje imaju sretno normalno djetinjstvo, a i znala sam ponešto o silovanjima u obitelji, mislim seksualnim silovanjima. Kod nas se o tome nije pričalo ali ovdje je to otvorena tema. Vratimo se na Gogu. Željela sam joj pomoći, dala sam joj lovu za put i predložila da dođe i boravi kod nas dok se ne snađe. Ja sam ovdje prvi put počela normalno živjeti, ona je završila srednju kemijsku, a to se ovdje tražilo. Bila je kod nas deset mjeseci, usavršila svoj njemački i otišla. Točnije rečeno našle smo joj posao u kemijskoj proizvodnji u jednoj firmi koja radi materijal za najlonke, a naša firma je to kupovala od njih. Našle smo joj i mali stan sa niskim najmom. Oprosti sada idem po malo soka usta su mi se osušila." Polako se podigla i otišla do kuhinje. Pogledah Petru. Bila je ozbiljna i gledala me onim krupnim očima. Vidjelo se da je cijeli razgovor emotivno pogodio. Polako sam je uhvatio za ruku. Nasmiješila mi se potom klimnula glavom lijevo desno. Bosa se vratila sa sokom i skinula jaknu, ostala je samo u crnoj košulji koja joj je dobro stajala. Natočila je i moju čašu. Kvrcnuo sam Petru po nosu i otpio gutljaj soka. Nasmijala se i posegnula za mojom rukom. Polako je skinula prsten sa svoga kažiprsta i prebacila ga na moj do mali prst. Potom je pogledala Bosu. "Ti mu nećeš dati, pa on jedini nema lijepe prstenčiće." Bilo je to u njenom stilu, kada je napeto počne sa glupostima. Bosa se nasmijala i posegnula za svojim prstenom na kažiprstu. Njen prsten mi je stao samo na mali prst druge ruke. Petra me uhvatila za ruke i pogledala ih. "Tako sada smo te označile, sada si naš." Nasmijah se, Bosa se smiješila. Raspoloženje se popravilo. Bosa je otpila još jedan gutljaj soka. Ja sam je slijedio. Potom zapalih cigaretu. Bosa je klimnula glavom. "Znaš meni je za njemačku pomogla Suzi, ja sam željela pomoći Gogi i tako zatvoriti krug odnosno poslati dobru volju i vibracije dalje. Činilo se da se za tih deset mjeseci dobro sredila, da je zadovoljna sa poslom i novim stanom. Međutim vratila se nakon mjesec dana sa pričom da ne može noću sam spavati, da je frka i da sanja da joj je otac pred vratima sobe. Zadržala je stan ali je bila najviše kod nas. Pazile smo je i bile vrlo pažljive prema njoj. Nakon mjesec dana njenog straha i kukanja ubacivanja u naš krevet noću, kako bi navodno mogla sigurno spavati malo je dopizdila. Nismo više bile svoje, a ona nije bila naš đir. Mi smo to poštivale ali ona nije našu privatnost, ponekad je izgledalo da misli da joj trebamo biti zahvalne jer iako smo lezbe ona se druži sa nama. Dopizdilo je pa joj predložih da ode do psihijatra na malu pomoć i opuštanje. Ja sam isto išla kod psihijatra nakon nekoga vremena ovdje i to mi je pomoglo da skroz povratim samopouzdanje. Jednostavno mi je u par mjeseci objasnio da nisam ja greška nego sredina koja me osuđivala." Prekinuh je. "Je taj psihijatar bio Horst?" Odmahnula je glavom. "Ne, Horst je bio drugi psihijatar kod kojeg je išla. Prvi je bio Herman, stari i iskusni psihić ali dobra duša. Volio je pomagati ljudima. Bila je kod njega na seansama oko tri mjeseca, a tada joj je rekao da prekidaju, da rade pauzu od par mjeseci i da je za početak to dosta. Vratila se ljuta. Ta tri mjeseca smo je nosile na rukama tetošile i pazile. Nije ništa radila u kući i postupno se počela ponašati kao razmaženo derle. Bila je ljuta pa sam nazvala Hermana i pitala ga zašto je prekinuo tretman. Odgovorio mi je da je pred kraj pokušala manipulirati svojim pričama sa njim, odnosno da je mijenjala priče o tome što joj se događalo od strane oca i majke u onom pravcu za koji bi pretpostavila da bi njega seksualno ili na neki drugi način zainteresiralo. Na taj način je željela zadržati pažnju na sebi. Isto tako mi je rekao da djeca koja su bila seksualno ili na drugi način zlostavljana u obitelji često razvijaju sustav manipulacije na način da ugađaju izjavama ili nekim svojim postupcima onim koji ih zlostavljaju, kako bi na taj način postigli malo sklonosti i izbjegli neke dodatne nasilne stvari. Na taj način se osjećaju manje bespomoćnima. Recimo silovana curica kaže ocu koji je silovao kako je lijep i da joj se to svidjelo kako bi ga odobrovoljila i izbjegla neke druge grubosti. Pod svjesno neki razviju perfidnu manipulaciju koju prenesu na sve ostale postupke u životu. Upozorio me i da ne dopustimo manipulaciju." Bosa je zastala i otpila malo soka. Potom je polako otkopčala par gornjih gumba na košulji izgledalo je da se počinje opuštati. Nastavila je smirenije. "Gnjavia nas je još nešto više od mjesec dana. Nakon toga smo joj na lijep način pokazale vrata. Što je dosta, dosta je, a bilo je dosta. Jedina pogreška je bila možda što smo je na početku upoznale sa Suzi." Mahnuh rukom u stilu "samo malo". "Sa liječnicom Suzi? Je ona vaš đir?" Bosa klimnu glavom. "Da sa liječnicom. Je naš đir i nije. Ona je u drugom filmu što se tiče seksualnih sklonosti." Nisam izdržao. "Neka od vas je bila njena ljubavnica?" Bosa odmahnu glavom i otpi gutljaj soka. "Ne mi ne ali u jednom periodu Goga je. Tako je i došla do Horsta, Suzi je preporučila. U stvari mislim da je Goga otkrila Suzine sklonosti i opsesije i to dobro iskoristila. Kao što je uradila i sa Horstom samo je njega skoro dovela na rub, a vi ste joj u tome sada pomogli." Trebalo mi je nešto da razbistrim glavu. Posegnuh ponovo za sokom i dopunih čašu ispio sam je u nekoliko gutljaja. Potom posegnuh za cigaretom. Bosa je čekala dok sam zapalio cigaretu. "Rekla sam ti da je složeno. Goga je bila pod svjesni, a potom svjesni manipulator ili svjesni od početka. Samo joj je trebao pogodan teren da se razvije, a ovdje ga je na žalost našla." "Kada je počela to sa Suzi?" "Ne znam, kod nje je uvijek išlo još po nešto paralelno. Igrala je igru i sa šefom na poslu, što i kakvu ne znam, samo znam da je i tamo bilo frkica ali nakon devet mjeseci je postala voditelj grupe. To bi joj sa srednjom školom bio strop u kemijskoj struci. Međutim postala je i voditelj odjela." "Kojim to postupcima, kako je izmanipulirala Suzi? Dalje nije mi jasno kako jedan psihijatar može postati žrtva manipulatora? Ja ti ili netko od neupućenih da ali smuljati psihijatra manipulacijom skoro pa znanstvena fantastika." Bosa me pogledala i odmahnula glavom. "Znaš i psihijatar je čovjek, a ne stroj. Iako kuže sve stvari i imaju neku obuku i pražnjenje kod drugih psihića i oni imaju svojih seksualnih sklonosti fantazija i slično. Goga igra na tu kartu." Pogledah kroz prozor u sivilo kiše, stvarno nije bio dan za teške razgovore. Odlučih ipak rasčistiti do kraja. "Krenimo redom kako je i zašto smuljala Suzi da je poslije preporuči Horstu?" Bosa slegnu ramenima. "Ne znam sve detalje ali prvo zašto je smuljala. Suzi je ugledna liječnica polu njemica i majka joj je iz ugledne obitelji ovdje. Njena poznanstva i veze su jake, a Gogu to izgleda pali u smislu da i sama stekne poznanstva od utjecaja. Suzi priređuje zabave za cure i ponekog pristojong dečka. Bira dečke koji nisu nasilni i koji ne pametuju o moralu ili zabadaju nos u tuđe sklonosti. Odemo ponekad kod nje na zabavu i uvijek bude ugodno. Na početku smo vodile i Gogu da se malo opusti i upozna ljude. Tako je upoznala Suzi. Kako je smuljala, jednostavno je znala što i mi ostale, da Suzi ima najviše sklonosti ka ženama ali da najviše voli ženski grupni seks, mislim ono još koja cura u svemu, a sklona je pomalo i egzibicionizmu. Vjerojatno je izmanipulirala da je i ona u tome do kraja odnosno sudjelovala je dovoljno da je malo zaludi. Suzi joj je dosta pomogla oko drugog stana i slično čak joj je i poklonila komplet pokućstvo." Bio sam već pomalo van živaca. "Što je Suzi unatoč tome što je dovoljno pametna da postane liječnik toliko glupa da je nasjela Goginim pričama i glumi ili Goga ne glumi baš sve?" Petra se do sad nije miješala u razgovor. Iznenada je ljutito podigla pogled. "Daj Bambi ne budali. Goga to radi spretno. Instiktivno osjeti mekše ljude koji su skloni pomoći drugima, nakon toga ide red slabosti tek toliko da se žrtva zainteresira za nju, potom red povlađivanja i ugađanja pa red dominacije. Ovo ponavlja u krug uz put otkrije slabost u seksualnim sklonostima i to iskoristi kao završni udarac. Suzi je dobar čovjek, tko bi drugi prihvatio doći u dva po noći i zajebavati se sa tvojim ozljedama uz to znajući da ste joj upravo razbili dobrog poznanika. Suzi ima dušu i to veću dušu nego cice." Nasmijala se. Klimnuh glavom zaključujući u sebi da stvarno ima dušu. Pazio sam da ništa od toga ne kažem glasno. Sekundu kasnije se posramih što sam to cinično pomislio. Petra je bila u pravu, tko bi prihvatio pružiti pomoć u tim uvjetima. "Znači smuljala je Suzi ali kako Horst dolazi u tu priču?" Bosa je počela nekim glasom kao da objašnjava djetetu. "Pretpostavi ... odglumila je kod Suzi da je pod psihičkim stresom i slično iz razloga da je dodatno zainteresira iz tko zna kojih pobuda, a ova je nasjela i uz pažnju joj ponudila pomoć psihijatra poznanika. Tako Horst ulazi u igru." "Kako je smuljala psihijatra?" Bosa se nasmija. "Tatin i mamin sin. Otac mu je u pravosuđu ovdje neka viša faca nešto kao glavni istražni sudac ili slično, uglavnom pomogao nam je par puta oko prometnih prekršaja. Mama mu je profesor na fakultetu sociologija ili slično. Samo izgleda da nije baš sve kako treba u obitelji pa je jedino dijete pokupilo koješta u glavi. Mislim na komplekse i slično, sigurno nisu bili nasilni niti uvrnuti. Vjerojatno je požurio na psihijatriju kako bi prvo sebi pomogao oko nekih stvari. Goga je to na tretmanima skužila i na neki način otkrila koje i kakve priče treba pričati da ga zainteresira profesionalno i seksualno. Priče su se pretvorile u to da su je svi u obitelji silovali, a to smo čak radile i nas dvije kada je došla ovdje, sve sa detaljnim opisima. Tu je valjda negdje povučen neki otponac ili znak jednakosti između njih. Nakon tretmana i završenog liječenja su sreli kod Suzi na nekoj zabavi, najvjerojatnije ne slučajno, pa su uleteli u vezu. Skraćeno Goga uz priču da je zaveo i seksualno koristio psihijatar koji joj je trebao pružiti pomoć ima i šest polaroid slika njih dvoje u dosta bizarnom izdanju. To bi bilo dovoljno da Horsta košta budućnosti, a njegova obitelj bi bila dodatno u govnima do grla, radi sramote." Sve mi je bilo pomalo previše za pratiti i prihvatiti. Prekinuh je pomalo živčano. "Kako to sve tako detaljno znaš?" Pogledala me prijekorno kao da sam rekao da ne govori istinu. "Ponešto od Suzi, a ostalo od Horsta, danas sam razgovarala sa njim. Goga ga je dan prije pozvala da dođe u Western Gold navečer u određenom razdoblju, kako bi dogovorili zadnje detalje i uvijete da mu vrati one slike. Samo nije računala da će povesti i frendove sa alpinizma." Dok sam prstima vrtio čašu od soka gledao sam prazno u čašicu ispred sebe. Petra je dohvatila bocu i nasula još po jednu čašicu meni i Bosi. Znao sam da mi alkohol neće pasati ali dohvatih čašicu i ispraznih je u dva gutljaja. Bosa je polako pijuckala svoju. Djelovala je iscrpljeno. Trebalo mi je vremena da stvari malo posložim. Zapalio sam još jednu cigaretu, ni to mi nije pasalo. Rebra su me boljela pri svakom naglom pokretu. Pogledah Bosu. "Na kraju jesi sigurna za Suzi i Gogu, mislim ono za ženske grupnjake? Možda se Suzi samo malo hvali." Petra se namrštila pridigla sa stolice i preko stola me kvrcnula prstom po glavi. Bosa me gledala sa izrazom nekoga tko pokušava tvrdoglavom djetetu objasniti da je zemlja okrugla, a ne ravna ploča. "Znam da Suzi govori istinu budući da nije muškarac, pa se nema razloga uz šank i pivu hvaliti lovačkim pričama. Kod nas to malo drukčije ide. Nadalje rekla sam ti da je Suzi po malo egzibicionist pa ima i neke dodatne sitnice za pokazati. Uostalom ako ne vjeruješ pitaj je sam. Vidjet ćeš je večeras, vodi nas kod tog prijatelja na hitnu. Pozajmila je auto prijateljici pa idemo po nju. Nakon hitne idemo do nje na piće. Rekla je budući da joj kvarimo večernje planove radi jednog buzdovana, koji nije u stanju razmisliti prije tuče, da joj dugujemo malo društva, tek toliko da ne provede večer sama u stanu. Strpljenja skužit ćeš sve." "Čudno mi je da si razgovarala sa Horstom, on te zvao?" Bosa umorno odmahnu glavom. "Ja sam zvala Suzi i zamolila je da ga nagovori na razgovor ako može pričati nakon onog kolektivnog štemanja. Jednostavno sam željela biti sigurna da nitko neće miješati policiju odnosno da ti nećeš nahebati radi svoje gluposti. Suzi kaže da je teško prihvatio budući da je vozio prijatelje kod poznatih lječnika na pregled, nakon onog sinoć. Ipak smo se našli na kraju u kafiću blizu njegovog stana. Ima podljev na lijevoj strani lica, vlasniku za šankom je objasnio da su jučer popodne malo trenirali, pa je "popustilo uže za vezivanje". Mislim da mu nije vjerovao ali je uljudno klimnuo glavom. Objasnila sam mu da ste izmanipulirani, na sranje od priče o nasilnom bivšem dečku. Složio se da je najbolje ne miješati policiju niti njemu to ne odgovara mogla bi cijela priča isplivati na vidjelo. Ukratko popili smo kavu i razjasnili situaciju, jedina novost je da mu je Goga tražila pomoć oko promaknuća na višu poziciju u firmi uz ostalo što su dogovorili, kada je popizdio prijetila mu je "opasnim prijateljima" iz starog kraja." Živčano ugasih cigaretu u pepeljari. "Stvari sjedaju na mjesto. Ako je tako vjerojatno je zato išla smuljati i izmanipulirati Škota." Odmahnuo sam glavom. Bosa spusti ruku na moju. "Bambi ne mora biti tako, Škot je lijep i zgodan dečko uz to je obrazovan i šarmantan. Možda joj se svidio ili je sve to na njemu privlači. Možda joj samo paše imati lijepog, zgodnog i šarmantnog dečka par godina mlađeg od sebe, to joj diže ugled u očima ostalih." Telefon je zazvonio. Petra se digla i krenula prema telefonu, prvo normalnim korakom, a potom odskakutala na jednoj nozi držeći drugu koso podignutu ispred sebe i imitirajući neki zvuk u stilu "boink oink boink". Podigla je slušalicu potom izgovorila kratko da se pričeka sekundica i pogledala prema nama. Mahnula mi je držeći slušalicu u ruci. "Strela." Podigoh se polako pazeći da ne radim nagle pokrete. Dok sam preuzimao slušalicu zamijetih onaj ženski prsten na ruci i pomislih da je sreća što ne postoji video veza, ne bih volio da me vidi u ovom izdanju. "Halo Đoni kako si?" "Halo razbijaču, još se nekako držim na okupu. Malo su mi stradala rebra i lijeva šaka, večeras idemo to snimiti i provjeriti. U kojem si ti stanju? "Donja usna mi je malo otečena i lijeva šaka. Sve u svemu ništa strašno jedino još par dana neću moći povući kvačilo. Nema veze. Da nisi uletio kada je bilo loše prošao bih gore." "Strela nisam mislio da tebe mogu srušiti dvojica amatera." "I nisu, upravo su pasli asfalt kada sam vidio da je Škot u problemima sa onim Horstom, bio ga je dobro uhvatio. Uletio sam pomoći Škotu, dok sam uvaljivao onom Horstu koji direkt sa leđa pridigao se jedan od one dvojice i srušio me, tada si ti uletio. Bila je to dobra tuča." Šutio sam kratko. "Valjda." Zvučao sam kiselo ne znajući što misliti nakon svega. Zašutio je kratko, zbunjen mojom reakcijom. Kada je produljio djelovao je malo nesigurno. "Čuo sam se sa Škotom, on je uglavnom OK, ti si najgore prošao čini mi se. Možeš se normalno kretati?" "Svakako samo malo ubija ova depresija od kiše. Kako je kod tebe?" "Pijemo kolu, grickamo čips i gledamo tv. Bruna se smirila nakon sinoć, nije joj baš sve jasno i imam dojam da baš i ne voli Gogu, malo je kisela vjerojatno ovaj prokleto kišni dan." "Je uz sve što me boli još i depresija od kiše, hvala što si se javio ja sam mislio malo kasnije zvrcnuti tebe." Šutio je par sekundi. "Škot je rekao da se najvjerojatnije za tri tjedna ženi sa Gogom, pa da se dogovorimo da ostanemo do tada. Ništa mi nije jasno, čemu žuri toliko. Pitao sam. Navodno jedino tako može dobiti boravak i radnu dozvolu, preko braka. Zvao je nekog poznanika da mu u općini izvadi svu dokumentaciju, da je da na prijevod na njemački i ekspres pošalje. Goga može dobiti iz ambasade sve za par dana, nakon toga treba do tjedan dana da zakažu vjenčanje." Napravio je pauzu. "Đoni meni je sve čudno, kao neki čudesan san. Od jutros držim malo leda na usni i razmišljam. Ništa mi se ne uklapa i kog vraga je skočila na njega, kao mačka koja je ulovila miša i frkće na nas od straha da joj tog miša ne otmemo, što li ....." Odlučih da je bolje za sada ne govoriti mu ništa. Bio je dovoljno uznemiren. "Strela mislim da ti mogu ponešto objasniti kada se vidimo. Bit će sve u redu. Najbolje da prespavamo noć budemo pametniji sutra. A vas dvoje pređite na pivu ili nešto konkretno pa bude manje kiselo i manje razmišljanja." Nasmijao se. "Možda si u pravu, možda me samo ova depresija od kiše malo ubija. Kada se vidimo? "Nastojat ću sutra ali ne vozim pa ovisim od cura. Najbolje da se čujemo ujutro i dogovorimo." "OK čujemo se ujutro, ako nešto treba javi. Bog Đoni." "Bog Strela." Spustio sam slušalicu i prišao stolu. Posegao sam za vrećicom sa odjećom, vjerojatno ću se osjećati bolje kada se presvučem. Bosa je spustila ruku na vrećicu. "Ostavi to za sada, kupila sam to na brzaka na rasprodaji. Moram barem dobro poglačati sve, da se malo sterilizira. Tko zna gdje je sve ležalo." Umorno je slegla ramenima. "Čim se odmorim poglačam ti. Do tada moraš ostati ovako." Nasmiješila se. "Uostalom dobro ti stoji." Petra je prasnula u smijeh. Potom se uozbiljila. "Imaš dobre noge za minicu, duuuge." Nasmijale su se i poljubile. Pogledah kroz prozor u sitnu kišicu i poslije podnevnu svijetlost dana. Prokleto kišno popodne pomislih. Pornografija Suzi se vratila pričajući sa likom u bijelom mantilu. Bila je u trapericama i traper jakni vjerojatno dva do tri broja većoj od odgovarajućeg. Na taj način je večeras prikrivala prevelike grudi. Lik mi je bio simpatičan na prvi pogled. Niži prosijed, ugodnog pogleda i ponašanja. Dok su se pozdravljali nasmijali su se nekom komentaru, očigledno su bili u dobrim odnosima. Suzi polako priđe i namignu nam. "Snimci su ok. Sve je ok, ovaj buzdovan nije polomio ništa." Od početka sam za nju bio "ovaj buzdovan". Sa curama se smijala i pričala, meni izuzev profesionalne nije ukazivala neku drugu pažnju. Digli smo se sa stolica čekaonice i krenuli ka izlazu hitne. Bosa je išla pored Suzi i nešto pričala, Petra je išla pored mene. Malo je usporila i cimnula me za ruku. Polako mi je prilazila gledajući u pravcu Suzi i Bose koje su se udaljavale. Kada je očigledno ocijenila da su dovoljno daleko namignula mi je. "Idemo kod Suzi na neku hladnu večericu i igrati jamb. Suzi je dobar domaćin ali ako bude malo čudna u ponašanju prihvat to kao normalu, OK?" Klimnuo sam glavom. "Sve ok samo reci u kom smislu čudna?" Petra se nasmijala. "Ništa strašno, nema opasnosti da te siluje bez brige." Namignula je i povukla me za ruku. Bosa i Suzi su nas čekale pored auta. Sjeo sam naprijed pored Petre koja je vozila. Njih dvije su se smjestile na zadnje sjedalo. Petra je oštro krenula sa parkinga i ubacila se na cestu. Spretno je vozila slalom sa jedne na drugu voznu traku, probijajući se kroz gužvu. Iza mene Bosa je upitala Suzi. "Kako je Holz? Je on isto čitav ili?" Nešto u tome me natjeralo da se okrenem čekajući Suzin odgovor. Suzi je blago odmahnula glavom potom klimnula. "Čitav je samo par dana će jesti tekućinu na slamku, ima otečene usne i toliko plavica po licu da ga niti rođena majka neće prepoznati, na sreću sve će proći bez posljedica." Nisam izdržao. "Tko je Holz?" Suzi se polako nagnula malo bliže meni. "Lik kojeg si sinoć dobro rasturio dušo. To mu je nadimak izgleda ko komad hrasta." Bez obzira na sadržaj nije zvučalo zlobno. Pogledah je u oči. "Žao mi je, mislio sam da je jedan iz neke siledžijske bande." Suzi se još malo nagnula prema meni, pri tome su se grudi u traper jakni naslonile na moje sjedalo. Gledala me u oči sa strane koliko joj je to položaj dopuštao. "Prvo ga razbiješ, a poslije kažeš da ti je žao. Stvarno si ili dijete ili malouman, prije bi se reklo ovo prvo. Holz mu je nadimak radi izgleda, inače čovjek je diplomirani sociolog i vjerojatno je dosta pročitao o takvima kao ti. Trebam ti vjerovati da ti je žao?" Ni ovaj put nije bila zlobna, prije je sve zvučalo pomalo tužno. Petra se umiješala. "Objasnile smo Bambiju situaciju danas, kada se uspio izvući iz kreveta. Shvatio je da je pogriješio. Suzi se malo odmakla od mene. Koliko sam uspio vidjeti u tami auta pogled joj je bio ozbiljan. Kada je progovorila glas joj je bio znatno topliji od one ledare minutu prije. "Znaš buzdo ljudi su rođeni da se maze i uživaju, a ne da jedni drugima nanose bol. Zato slijedeći put u toj praznoj kutiji koju nazivaš glavom potraži mrvu mozga prije nego uletiš i ištemaš prvog koji ti se ne sviđa. Ja sam postala liječnik ne radi bijelog mantila i titule već zato što doista želim pomagati ljudima u nevolji." Odmahnuh glavom. "Stvarno mi je žao." Spustila je ruku na moje rame. "Vjerujem. Što je učinjeno učinjeno je i nema nazad. Na sreću svi ste ostali više manje čitavi i bez posljedica." Malo je pojačala stisak i povukla ruku. Ostatak vožnje sam šutio. Njih tri su intenzivno pričale kao da ja nisam prisutan. Imena mi nisu bila poznata ali sam doznao da su neke cure, iz njihovog kruga, našle novu vezu. Da se u ekipi pojavio slatki nježni uljudni dečko sa jednom Suzinom bivšom, jedna cura je promijenila make up na nešto što uopće ne pristaje njenom licu, a na tri mjesta su bile super rasprodaje. Ovaj razgovor mi nije smetao, dapače nakon sjebanog dana mi je pasalo ne slušati ništa o čemu bih morao razmišljati. Zamijetih da je Suzin običaj bio da se curama obraća sa "šećeru" ako ih ne bi zvala imenom. Na neki način je to dobro zvučalo ma kako ofucano bilo. Dnevni boravak Suzinog stana je bio klasično uređen, nikakav luksuz izuzev što je bio prostran. Ne znam iz kojeg razloga sam očekivao nešto luksuzno i uvrnuto. Garnituru od trosjeda, dvije fotelje, stola i ormara za pića upotpunjavala je samo jedna kožna fotelja očigledno anatomski prilagođena. HiFi uređaji, televizor i videorekorder su bili u specijalno izrađenoj polici naspram te kožne fotelje. Jedino su slike i tepih odavali dojam skupoće i kvalitete. "Šećeru, za tebe je najbolje da se smjestiš u ovu anatomsku fotelju. Tako nećeš imati položaj koji opterećuje rebra." Ovo je bilo upućeno meni. Ostao sam iznenađen. Od Suzi bih u najboljem slučaju očekivao da mi se obrati sa "buzdovančiću", "buzdo" ili nešto slično." Oklijevao sam pa je uz smiješak klimnula zapovjednički glavom prema fotelji. Krenuh polako sa namjerom da radim što manje oštrih pokreta pri sjedanju. Suzi se okrenula ka curama. "Vi ste ovdje domaće pa se smjestite gdje vam padne na pamet. Idem po aperitiv za početak, dobila sam sjajan grčki uzo, to morate probati." Nestala je prema kuhinji i blagavaoni koja je bila u nastavku dnevnog boravka. Bosa se smjestila u fotelju puštajući svoju torbu na pod. Petra je svoju torbicu bacila pored trosjeda izula tenisice i pružila se na trosjed gledajući u strop. Suzi se vratila sa vlažnom bocom neobično izduženog izgleda, očigledno je do sada bila u hladnjaku. Stavila je bocu na podmetač na stoliću i izvadila čašice iz ormarića za pića. Dok je to radila dva puta je prstima počešala Petru po trbuhu uz smiješak. Petra je samo reagirala sa jednim "mmmmm" blago njišući kukovima lijevo desno. Nazdravili smo. Petra je nazdravila ležeći. Suzi je svoju čašicu istresla "na eks". Ja sam pažljivo otpio. Piće je bilo ok, pa sam si priuštio još jedan gutljaj. Suzi je nasula još jednu čašicu i ispraznila je. "Cijeli tjedan frka na poslu, nisam popila ni kapi. Večeras ću malo nadoknaditi. Vi se opustite i prepustite." Nestala je u pravcu blagavaone i kuhinje. U narednih pet minuta je donijela zdjele sa čipsom, kanape sendviče, zdjelu maslina, blok i kockice za jamb. Ubacila je kazetu u HiFi kazet deck i prostoriju je ispunio ugodni ritam Jazz glazbe šezdesetih. Dok je sve završila ispraznila je još jednu čašicu, a uz četvrtu je napunila i naše prazne čaše. Zapalih cigaretu. Večer je krenula uz zvuk kockica na stolu i daljnji ženski razgovor. Ja sam više šutio. Nakon jednog sata ili nešto više i dvije čašice dalje Suzi je odložila kockice i nasmiješila se. "Idem se presvući u nešto ugodnije, kasnije idemo zajedno postaviti stol i gricnuti tu hladnu večeru. Naručila sam, ketering finih papica." Nestala je iz dnevnog boravka, a Petra mi je namignula iz ležećeg položaja u koji se ponovno bacila. Bosa je sa smiješkom polako otpila još jedan mali gutljaj iz čašice. Ja sam zapalio novu cigaretu. Iz zvučnika je Eric Clapton pjevao svoj "Ocean bulevard". Suzi se vratila u prozirnoj plavoj haljini i sandalama na visoke potpetice. Ipak je ispod zadržala grudnjak gaćice i hulahopke. Izgledala je čudno i zadovoljno da paradira na taj način. Zamjetih da je stvarno bila skladno građena izuzev prevelikih grudi koje su počivale u jednom od onih specijalnih grudnjaka. Mahnula je glavom prema nama. "Idemo na večeru, poslije imamo film "Vatrene ulice" za pogledati." Mene su smjestile za okrugli stol u blagavaoni, a one su postavile tanjure i pribor. Na stolu se našla boca nekog crnog vina i čaše. Iz hladnjaka su donesena dva pladnja, na jednom je bila klasika hladnog nareska i sira, a na drugom hladni losos usoljene haringe i gomila kavijara na sredini. Toster i paket kruha za prepečenac su bili postavljeni na stol, "pa neka svatko sebi napravi po volji". Večera je počela zdravicom sa vinom. Suzi je bila u elementu, pogladila je Bosu par puta po zadnjici dok su postavljale stol i dala Petri dvije puse u usta dok je točila vino. Mene je blago ignorirala. Ipak je u jednom trenutku dok je išla po coca colu za Petru spustila ruku na moje rame i nježno me stisnula. To je bilo sve, očigledno samo znak pažnje. Šutio sam i polako žvakao u kakofoniji ženskih glasova i tema. Nakon skoro sat vremena Bosa me upitno pogledala. "Đoni je ti dobro? Dosta si se ušutio i povukao, što je? Osjećaš se ugroženo?" Suzi se nasmijala. Nakon vina je već bila crvena u licu i vesela. Odmahnuh glavom. "Bilo je ovo pasje kišno popodne za mene. Još se pokušavam složiti nakon svega što sam čuo." Suzi me pogleda upitno. Petra je nabola komad lososa na vilicu i ubacila ga u usta. Bosa je slegnula ramenima i pogledala Suzi. "Suzi njemu je teško prihvatiti sve to o Gogi, čak mislim da ne vjeruje da je bila sa tobom i zabavljala se sa curama." Suzi me pogledala i odmahnula glavom polako lijevo desno, potom se nasmijala. "Goga je kuja, teška kuja nakon svega ovog što je učinila. Počekaj malo nevjerni šećeru pokazat ću ti nešto pa zaključi sam." Suzi se spretno podigla od stola unatoč piću i nestala iz blagavaone. Bosa me fiksirala u oči, Petra je gomilicu kavijara naganjala po tanjuru pri tome imitirajući zvuk buldožera, nju očigledno nije ništa zanimalo. Suzi se vratila sa plavom kuvertom u ruci. Bacila je kuvertu pred mene i sjela na svoje mjesto. "Pogledaj i vrati na mjesto, bit će dovoljno da ti do kraja otvori te poluotvorene okice mačiću slijepi." Polako sam podigao kuvertu i pogledao natpis. Pisalo je Goga 9 kom. U gornjem lijevom kutu kuverte je bila napisana brojka 42. Očigledno je kuverta bila dio veće kolekcije. Izvadih devet polaroid slika iz kuverte, polako sam ih pogledao. Sve su prikazivale Gogu u eksplicitnim seksualnim situacijama sa još dvije ili tri žene. Pornografija kakva se mogla poželjeti. Vratih fotografije u kuvertu i položih je pred Suzi. Klimnuo sam glavom. "OK to je to. Goga je manipulatorska kuja." Suzi mi namignula. "Ipak joj želim svako dobro ako ne nanosi štetu drugima, bila je komad koji se pamti." Pokupila je kuvertu i nestala. Znao sam da će je vratiti na točno mjesto u tko zna koliko velikoj kolekciji. Pitao sam se što sve te slike sadrže. Suzi se vratila i otpila iz svoje čaše potom se okrenula i sa ozbiljnim izrazom lica upitala. "Znate li da sam otkrila medicinski razlog zašto žene imaju kovrčave stidne dlake. I znate li zašto?" Pogledala nas je i nasmijala se. "Da ne bodu u oči." Ostatak večeri proveo sam u polu snu jedva držeći oči otvorene. Šok alkohol i napor su uzeli svoje. Nisam uspijevao pratiti film, a teme razgovora uz film me nisu zanimale. Suzi je sjedila u fotelji preko puta mene više pričajući sa curama manje prateći film. U jednom trenutku je prekinula razgovor i mahnula rukom pred mojim očima. Trgoh se. Pogledala me u oči. "Što je, tako te zanima kako izgledaju?" Shvatih da sam umoran spustio pogled i nesvjesno ga fiksirao na Suzinim grudima, bio sam toliko umoran da sam ga mogao fiksirati i na nogu od stola, bilo mi svejedno. Suzi je to rastumačila na drugi način. Nasmijala se. "Dobro da ne mučimo dečkića i njegovu radoznalost." Polako se digla skinula onu prozirnu haljinu i otkopčala grudnjak, potom je sjela i skinula grudnjak. Dok je to radila nagnula se malo naprijed. Dvije velike cice su se spustile na Suzine natkoljenice, sa velikim bradavicama i tamnim krugom oko njih. Izgledalo je kao groteska ali je bilo i nekog jakog erotskog naboja u tome. Suzi se nasmijala podižući čašu. "Ako želiš možeš ih i opipati ali to je sve što ću ti dopustiti." Nesvjesno sam odmahnuo glavom gledajući je u grudi, pri tome nisam mislio na Suzinu ponudu. Nastao je terenutak neugodne tišine. Petra se stvori pored mene, očigledno se mačjom spretnošću podigla sa trosjeda. Klimnula je glavom prema meni. "Hej ako on neće mogu ja, ja ću, ja ću." Suzi i Bosa su se počele smijati. Ja sam motao misao po glavi. Na kraju se pojavila potpuno i kristalno jasna. Pitao sam se ima li itko normalan, izuzev mene, u ovoj priči koju živim. Istodobno shvatih da je pitanje krivo postavljeno, ispravno bi bilo "ima li itko normalan u ovoj priči". Definitivno ni ja nisam po svim važećim standardima bio normalan. Bilo mi je normalno da živim sa dvije cure koje su u vezi, da na njihovu vezu gledam kao nešto normalno, postanem dio te veze nosim njihovu odjeću i ne razmišljam o tome. Što je uopće i značilo biti normalan izuzev ako nije značilo da drugima ne nanosiš zlo. Unatoč svemu Goga bi mogla proći kao normalna da nije manipulacijom izazvala toliko problema. Počeo sam tonuti. Netko je sjeo do mene na naslon fotelje i protresao me za rame. Podigoh pogled prema Petri koja me sa smijehom gledala odozgo. Namignula je. "Hei jesi vidio kako sam ih ćooopila?" Klimnuh glavom i zaključih da definitivno nitko nije normalan. Pomislih na Škota. Sjetio sam se one priče o zidaru gast arbeiter – u koji je upoznao lijepu ženu u njemačkoj, zaljubio se i oženio na brzaka. Nakon par godina braka bio je na terenu i zidao nešto. Bilo mu dosadno za vikend pa otišao do sex shop-a da kupi neku pornografiju za zabavu i "ručni rad" navečer. Kupio na rasprodaji neku deblju knjižicu kompilacije sličica i navečer krenuo u razgledavanje. U porno priči sa sličicama, pod nazivom "Ispunjeni svi mogući pravci", na slikama, po liku madežima na specifičnim mjestima te još nekim detaljima, prepozna svoju ženu. Na svu sreću Suzi ne dila pornografiju. Sam na cesti Probudilo me jutarnje sunce. Ležao sam na krevetu ne razmišljajući ništa, pitao sam se koliko je sati. Polako sam zbacio pokrivač sa sebe, spustio noge na pod i potražio one Petrine natikače. Sjetih se da su Petra i Bosa doma. Petra je završavala neki tečaj programiranja u Dbase 3 pa je uzela godišnji, a Bosa je izjavila da nas ne pušta same i također uzela godišnji. Petra je ispit trebala polagati za par dana, nakon toga su bile slobodne za pravi godišnji. Polako sam krenuo prema blagavaoni. Pokušao sam stisnuti lijevu šaku ali nije išlo. Bol u rebrima je već osjetno popustila ali šaka još nije bila u redu, pitao sam se kako povući ručicu kvačila. Krajem tjedna sigurno ne mogu nazad doma. U razgovoru sa Strelom odlučili smo ne čekati Škotovo vjenčanje. Nakon što sam mu objasnio veći dio od onoga što sam čuo, preskačući samo one pornografske fotke koje je Suzi napravila, odlučili smo da je najbolje da se više ne miješamo. Dok smo mi pričali u dnevnom boravku Bruna je vodila razgovor sa curama u blagavaoni. Činilo se da se dobro uklapaju. Osjećao sam se frustrirano. Danas je utorak, kako ide najmanje još tjedan dana neću biti u stanju voziti. Valjda Strela nema ništa protiv polaska slijedećeg tjedna. Bosa je sjedila za stolom u blagavaoni čitajući novine, Petra je bila za kompjuterom i nešto tipkala. Bosa se nasmiješila. "Može kava?" Klimnuo sam glavom. Petra je samo podigla pogled sa kompjutera i mahnula mi rukom. Sjeo sam za stol i zapalio cigaretu čekajući kavu. Bosa mi je donijela čašu soka. Sjetih se da odavno nisam ništa skuhao, bio bi red da danas pokažem još neko svoje kulinarsko umijeće i oslobodim cure brige o ručku. Zadnjih par dana bile su jako pažljive prema meni, osjećao sam se kao parazit. Kava u šalici je dobro mirisala, nasmiješih se Bosi, telefon je zazvonio. Bosa je krenula prema telefonu, ja sam otpio gutljaj kave. "Bambi!" Okrenuh se prema Bosi koja je držala slušalicu u ruci. "Za tebe je." Polako krenuh prema telefonu. Mogao je biti samo Strela ili možda nadao sam se Škot. Nakon našeg zadnjeg telefonskog u kojem sam mu objasnio da ne ostajemo i da bi bio red da sam objasni sve svojima i Ljilji bio je jako kiseo. Podigoh slušalicu. "Halo Đoni , Strela je. Kako si?" "Ne baš dobro, rebra su bolje ali šaku još ne mog skupiti, mislio sam te zvati da odgodimo polazak za idući tjedan, neću moći pritisnuti kvačilo." Slijedilo je razdoblje tišine. "Đoni ja danas krećem doma. Jednostavno moram. Škot je javio svojima i Ljilji da ostaje i ženi se. Kada je Škotova mama čula sa kim se ženi poludila je. Ona ima jako loše mišljenje o Gogi još od davnih dana dok je bila u Zemunu. Ljilja je popizdila kada je čula priču, nazvala je Ljilju i u suzama joj sve ispričala." "Stani." Prekinuh ga. Složio sam sve u par sekundi tišine potom produljih. "Kako stvari stoje čak nam je i bolje da odložimo povratak. Svi će se ispuhati za tjedan dana i nama ostaje manje pitanja za odgovoriti, kao i manje prebacivanja. Uostalom kako znaš sve te detalje, zvao si nekoga?" "To sam ti upravo želio reći kada si me prekinuo. Škot je pustio Gogin broj telefona svojima, za slučaj da nešto trebaju. Škotova Ljilja je nazvala njegovu mamu i isplakala se na ramenu. Izvukla je broj telefona uz obećanje da će pokušati urazumiti Škota. Međutim dala je telefon mojoj Miri sa zadaćom da prije toga od mene izvuče sve što može o cijeloj situaciji." Napravio je par sekundi pauze. Kada je produljio glas mu je bio ljutit. " E sada dolazi ono najbolje. Ljilja je nazvala kod Goge kako bi razgovarala sa mnom. Goga se javila i znaš što je uradila." Šutio je par sekundi i potom nastavio naglašavajući svaku riječ. "Dala joj je broj telefona kod Brune sa objašnjenjem da je najbolje da me potraži i popriča tamo i da je više ne uznemirava. Mira je nazvala i dobila Brunu. Normalno šokirala se. Na svu sreću nije pitala za mene po nadimku već imenom. Razgovor je bio na engleskom i Bruna je mislila da traži tebe. Odgovorila je da ti nisi trenutno tu ali da je "Strela u sobi i gleda tv", pa ako hoće da priča. Javio sam se i izvukao na to da je Bruna tvoja trenutna cura itd.. Normalno bila je sumnjičava ali nekako je progutala budući da sam otišao do Brune i zamolio je da joj potvrdi na telefon kako si slatki njezin dečko." Ponovno ga prekinuh. "OK daj mi par sekundi da to svarim. Znači službeno za doma ja sam bio sa Brunom. Nema problema napišem ti ispričnicu za Miru, zamolimo Brunu da ja i ona napravimo par fotki kako se grlimo i sve na svom mjestu. Znači nema ..." Prekinuo me. "Đoni nije to tako jednostavno. Slušaj dalje. Pizdarije su bile kako se i moglo očekivati. Ljilja ili Mira nisam više siguran tko je nazavala moje. Objašnjenje koje im je servirano bilo je da smo sva trojica upali u loše društvo, a uz Škota ti i ja završili kod nekih sumnjivih cura koje vjerojatno mislim ženiti radi ostanka u Njemačkoj. Babe ko babe. Ne bi to bio problem ali dala i broj telefona kod Brune. Moja mama nazove i javi se Bruna normalno ne skuži niti riječi francuskog i pozove mene. Kada sam se javio stara na rubu suza i panike, nije pomagalo ništa, zalupi slušalicu kada sam pokušao biti razložan. Pet minuta kasnije ponovo zvoni telefon. Zove tata. Objasni mi da on nema ništa protiv, dapače da mu je drago što mu sin nije "smotana budala" ali da se mami naglo pogoršala situacija sa srcem. Nađem se u govnima...." Zašutio je. Sjetih se da je Strelina mama imala nekih manjih srčanih problema ali da liječnici nisu to smatrali opasnim. Opasno je bilo samo za Strelinog starog kojeg je uvijek, kada njoj nije nešto bilo po volji, maltretirala "da je dobila srčani napad nakon toga što joj je rekao". Par puta je Strela ispričao te scene uz smijeh na temu "kako je mama stisnula starog". Pokušah oprezno. "Strela misliš da joj je stvarno loše nakon toga što je čula?" Nakon par sekundi tišine počeo je polako i razložno. "Ne znam Đoni nisam siguran da je loše. U biti boli me ku..$..c ako ona pizdi zašto sam sa nekom ženom i što radim sa ženama u životu ali probleme sa srcem sigurno ima. Postoji i nekih dvadeset posto šansi, nakon što su svi napravili frku, da je stvarno i dobila neki napad. Ne bih želio da mi majka doživi srčani napad i otpluta na onaj svijet samo zato što ja mislim da je osamdeset posto šansi da folira. Nadalje znaš da mi je stalo do Mire. Jednostavno danas idem nazad i računam stići čim prije. Želim te samo vidjeti prije polaska." Šutio sam, kada sam progovorio jedva sam prevaljivao riječi preko usana. "Strela možeš doći do Bosinog stana ili da zamolim nekoga da me vozi?" "Nema potrebe da moliš mogu se snaći do tamo, samo izađi vani za sat vremena molim te, ne želim ništa pričati pred Bosom." Prekinuo je bez pozdrava. Polako sam sjeo za stol i posegao za kavom, pogledah na sat bilo je jedanaest, znači za sat vremena "točno u podne". Bosa me promatrala zabrinuto. "Problemi?" Klimnuh glavom. "Objasnit ću sve kasnije kada čujem još neke detalje." Zapalio sam novu cigaretu. Ovo će biti dugo čekanje. Strela je spretno smotao ka garaži. Čekao sam dok je silazio sa motora podizao ga na nogare i skinuo kacigu. Dali smo si pet bez riječi. Pokazah prema zidiću oko susjedne kuće. "Možemo sjesti tamo." Klimnuo je glavom i krenuo. Počekao sam dok smo se smjestili i dok nije zapalio cigaretu. "Da li si nazvao Škota i pokušao objasniti situaciju, mislim da bi trebao znati što se događa." Povukao je jedan dugi dim cigarete i klimnuo glavom. "Jesam, javila se Goga i zalupila mi slušalicu." Polako sam slagao stvari u glavi. Stvarno je bilo sve van pameti. "Zašto se tako ponaša. Nismo joj uradili ništa na žao. Tretira nas kao uljeze u životu. Vjerojatno radi Škota ali i onako ga je smotala." Strela je šutio. Kada je progovorio bilo je to umornim glasom. "Znaš Đoni Škot je lijep i zgodan uz to u našem kraju važi kao dečko iz ugledne obitelji. Razmišljao sam nakon svega što si mi ispričao. Tko zna što se mota u Goginoj glavi i koje komplekse liječi. Uostalom više nije niti bitno. Bruna mi ispričala još par detalja o Gogi, u biti je one večeri kada smo se upoznali jedva i prihvatila naći se sa njom. Mislim da je Goga i ovdje u njemačkoj sama. Izjebala je pola okolice iz nekog materijalnog interesa i nema baš prijatelje. Ima par bivših ljubavnika kao "prijatelje" i skoro ništa više. Škot je popizdio za njom i vjerojatno joj ukazuje dosta pažnje. Znači više nije sama i ima pažnju. Mislim da smo mi za nju samo likovi koji joj žele uzeti Škota." Gledao sam u ruke analizirajući sve što je Strela rekao. Imalo je logike. Klimnuh glavom. "Nije mogla znati da odlazimo. Muči me samo što ništa ne mogu učiniti za Škota. Nije bitno sa kojom je ali od djetinjstva smo frendovi i volio bih da je barem svjestan sa kojom se upušta. Ako je, nije me više briga ali mislim da sam mu trebao reći. Uostalom uvijek je bio na neki način naš duhovni vođa nije li tako?" "Ne Đoni, nije to to. Razmišljao sam nakon svega. Škot je u biti samo razrađivao tvoje ideje i poneku moju i davao im smisao, u sve ove godine nije pokazao neku osobnost. Kada bolje razmislim više si ti bio duhovni vođa nego on. Samo smo ga mi doživljavali tako. I ovdje smo dospijeli na tvoju inicijativu, on je kao uvijek samo usklađivao ekipu. Dobar je dečko ali bez neke osobnosti. Naletio je na jaču osobnost i poklopila ga je. Tko zna koje seksualne sklonosti se motaju u njegovoj glavi, a ova je to nanjušila. Želio sam te vidjeti samo da ti kažem da te ne napuštam. Ne mislim ni da je mami tako loše. Jednostavno ne želim da se slučajno nešto sa mamom dogodi, a da ja sebi poslije prebacujem cijeli život da se to moglo izbjeći da sam se pokupio i došao doma na dan dva. Ako želiš ili budeš trebao vratit ću se po tebe nakon par dana doma kada sredim situaciju." Pljesnuh ga zdravom rukom po ramenu. "Ne budali. Lakše meni jedan put voziti sam nego tebi dva puta sam i jedan put u mojem društvu. Kako ti je šaka? Imaš sve što ti treba za put?" Podigao je ruku, šaka mu je još imala onu plavkastu boju međutim dosta lako je skupio prste. "Još malo boli ali ne moram baš često mijenjati brzine." Nasmijao se i odmahnuo glavom. "Bruna mi je dala jednu staru deku i neki stari šator za jednu osobu od neke njene frendice kojoj to više ne treba, bit će dovoljno. Sva kamp oprema je ostala kod Goge, a ja ne želim više tamo." Sjedili smo još par minuta u tišini. Strela je polako ustao. "Đoni vrijeme je da krenem." Podigao sam se i stavio mu ruku na rame. Gledao sam ga u oči. On je svoju ruku položio na moje rame. "Sretno Strela." "Sretno Đoni." Krenuo je ka motoru. Nije se osvrtao, jedino je pri polasku mahnuo rukom. Promatrao sam dok nije nestao u daljini. Čekalo ga je puno kilometara samog na motoru od 175 ccm. Polako sam ušao u blagavaonu. Bosa me pogledala dok sam sjedao na stolicu. "Bambi izgleda da su stvarno problemi?" Klimnuh glavom. Dok sam se vraćao u meni je kuhalo. Dosta pizdarija smo izgleda otrpjeli radi Goge, a slabo što se dalo ispraviti i uopće imalo svrhe ispravljati. Ipak mi je isplivala jedna stvar u smušenom moru misli. Bila je jedna stvar koju bih mogao ispraviti. Pogledao sam Bosu. "Bosa možemo li se naći sa Suzi. Zamolio bih je za jednu uslugu. Molim te." Bosa je polako složila novine i krenula ka telefonu. Minutu kasnije sam čuo njezin glas. "Bok Suzi, kako si?" Pauza. "Znam da si na poslu." Pauza. "To znači da imaš dobar pogled." Smijala se. "Molim te ako se možemo vidjeti, Bambi bi te zamolio za neku uslugu?" Nasmijala se vrlo glasno potom spustila slušalicu. Polako je prišla stolu i sjela dok je vadila cigaretu iz kutije namignula mi. "Može, sutra navečer možemo navratiti do nje pa pitaj. Rekla je samo da ti ovaj put ne pokazuje ništa, prošli put kada je to uradila pao si u nesvijest." Sjetih se da sam, prošli put, nakon što je Suzi pokazala cice zaspao par minuta kasnije, izmučen iscrpljenošću i onim što sam doznao. Probudile su me nakon dva sata i odvukle do auta. "Takve cice se ne viđaju svaki dan. Reći ću samo da su vaše ljepše." Začuh nakašljavanje iz dnevnog boravka. Petra me gledala i plazila jezik, sjetih se da ona ima male grudi. Bosa se samo nasmiješila i odmahnula glavom. Ja sam mislio na Strelu čekalo ga je puno kilometara. Sva duga putovanja vozili smo zajedno. Prvi put je sam na cesti. Sloboda Čekao sam pod suncem pored motora na parkingu. Dobro je grijalo za kasno poslije podne. Crni BMW serije 5 je skrenuo sa ceste. Polako se parkirao na par metara od mene. Čekao sam dok je Horst izašao i zatvorio vrata. Gledali smo se. Nakon skoro minutu vremena je napravio tih par koraka do mene i klimnuo glavom. "Suzi me zamolila da se nađem sa tobom. Ne vidim svrhu, nemamo jedan drugom što reći izuzev da smo žrtve manipulacije ipak njoj za ljubav tu sam." Pružih mu ruku. "Kao prvo želim ti se ispričati." Gledao je u moju ruku kratko vrijeme potom je prihvatio. Dok smo se rukovali gledao sam ga u oči. Klimnuo je glavom. "OK, a kao drugo?" Polako sam posegao u gornji džep jakne i izvukao kuvertu. Izvadio sam šest polaroid fotografija Goge i Horsta i raširio ih kao karte u ruci. Pokazao sam ih polako da mu bude jasno što pokazujem. Zbunjeno je gledao potom klimnuo glavom. "OK što tražiš za slike?" Odmahnuh glavom. "Ništa, samo te želim osloboditi, toliko ti dugujem nakon svega." Polako sam složio fotografije i vratio ih u kuvertu. Bez ikakve žurbe izvadio sam Zippo koji sam, po meni prije sto godina, dobio na poklon i zapalio kuvertu sa slikama. Gledao sam kako gori uz specifičan miris plastike sa polaroid fotografija. Pred kraj bacih je na zemlju i razmazah čizmom ostatke. Gledao me prvo začuđeno, a nakon toga nekim čudnim izgubljenim pogledom. "Kako si došao do toga?" "Suzi i jedan prijatelj su mi pomogli. Tebi to nije važno Goga te nema više ni sa čim ucjenjivati, nakon svega ostala je samo njena izjava protiv tvoje, to ne pali i slobodan si." Dugo je gledao u mene. "Da popijemo piće tu u kafiću?" Odmahnuh glavom. "Nema potrebe, nas dva smo završili svoju priču. Ti si slobodan da ideš svojim putem bez prijetnji nad glavom, a ja se oslobađam i vraćam svojim putem, sretno." Klimnuo je glavom i krenuo prema autu. Okrenuh se i skinuh kacigu sa motora. Polako se okrenuh prema njemu. Držao je otvorena vrata BMW-a jednom rukom, drugom mi je mahnuo. "Bila je ono dobra tuča Đoni, a nadam se da se Goga dovoljno tresla dok ti je dala ove slike." Mahnuo je još jedan put rukom i sjeo u auto. Čekao sam dok crni BMW nije nestao sa parkinga. Nije bilo lako pomislih prisjećajući se detalja. Polako sam zajahao motor i startao. Šaka me još boljela dok sam pritiskao ručicu kvačila. Bosa me samo pogledala kada sam ušao u dnevni boravak. Imao sam dojam kao da sam Petru i nju prekinuo u nekom razgovoru koji ja nisam trebao čuti. Polako sam sjeo u fotelju. Petra je ustala sa trosjeda i dala mi pusu Bosa je samo mahnula rukom. Imao sam dojam kao da je Petra posebno nježna prema meni zadnjih par dana. Pogladio sam je po zadnjici. "Mogu dobiti piće? Trebalo bi mi." Petra je klimnula glavom i nestala u pravcu kuhinje. Minutu kasnije postavila je čašicu i bocu tequile na stol. Nasula je i sjela. Jednim potezom iskapio sam čašicu i zapalio cigaretu. Bosa me promatrala. "Nema te od jutros, brinule smo se ruka ti je u lošem stanju, a ni rebra ti nisu još posve dobro, gdje si bio?" Pogledah je i napunih drugu čašicu. "Vratio sam Horstu one slike kojim ga je Goga ucjenjivala." Bosa je raširila oči. "Kako si došao do toga?" "Goga mi ih je dala." "Kako? Zašto bi ih tebi dala?" "Sjećaš se posjete Suzi?" Klimnula je glavom. "Zamolio sam je da mi da tri slike na koiima je Goga iz onog seta njene kolekcije. Što misliš zašto?" Slegnula je ramenima. "Kada si zamolio Suzi za slike postavila ti je uvjet da joj kažeš zašto ti trebaju. Rekao si da želiš shebati Goginu manipulaciju, pa ti je dala tri kako si tražio ali uz uvjet da ih ne zlorabiš, a na moju riječ. Jamčila sam joj za tebe, a nisam niti pitala zašto si uzeo njen broj telefona." Klimnuh glavom. "Točno odabrao sam tri najeksplicitnije, one gdje se Goga jasno vidi i nema zabune da je to ona. Jutros sam prvo otišao do Gogine firme i zamolio službenicu na ulazu da je nazove. Malo je oklijevala ali kada sam joj rekao da imam nešto što bih mogao pokazati Škotu ako ne dođe na razgovor prihvatila je. Našli smo se u kafiću u blizini. Pokazao sam joj slike i rekao da ću ih pokazati Škotu i ispričati mu sve ali da odustajem od toga ako mi da one slike sa Horstom. Prvo je izjavila da mi Škot neće vjerovati, a možda se neće ni vidjeti sa mnom ako mu ona to kaže. Potom je razmislila i prihvatila. Rekla je da to sa Horstom ionako više nije bitno. Rekao sam joj da mi dostavi slike do tri sata poslije podne. Kada sam dobio svih šest slikica sa Horstom dao sam joj one tri. Potom sam nazvao Suzi i zamolio je da organizira susret sa Horstom oko pet." Bosa me začuđeno gledala, a Petra je sjela na naslon fotelje i poljubila me. Kada je progovorila Bosa je i dalje djelovala zbunjeno. "Kako si znao da će prihvatiti razmjenu?" Odmahnuh glavom. "Nisam znao ali sam igrao na kartu da joj je stalo do Škota, odnosno da joj je jako stalo." Bosa je zbunjeno gledala potom je posegnula za cigaretama. Zapalila je cigaretu slegla ramenima i otpuhnula dugi dim. "Znači umjesto da pokažeš slikice prijatelju i kažeš mu sa kim ima posla iskoristio si ih da pomogneš nekome koga uopće ne poznaješ. Čudno izgleda kao da si prodao prijatelja u zamjenu za pomoć strancu." "Ne Bosa. Prijatelj nas je napustio. Za svo vrijeme, od kada je sa Gogom, Škot nije nazvao nit mene niti Strelu izuzev kada smo mu trebali. Nakon toga se isto nije javio. Možda ni to ne bi bilo bitno ali mislim da bi mi definitivno teško povjerovao sve ono za Gogu, čak i sa slikama. On je Gogu vidio na svoj način i ja sam mu teško mogao pomoći. Uradio sam jedino što sam mogao zaigrao na kartu da je Gogi stalo do njega. Da je Goga odbila razmjenu pokušao bih razgovarati sa Škotom i pokazati mu slike. Kako je prihvatila znači da joj je stalo do njega i najbolje da se ipak ne miješam. Jednostavno." Petra me zgrlila i dala mi jedan dugi poljubac. Bosa je klimala glavom. Potom me upitala. "A što sada?" Nasmiješih se. "Sada je sloboda, nitko više nije vezan ni sa čim, samo naša slobodna volja i izbor." Bosa se nasmiješila. Inicijacija Nisam mogao uhvatiti dah, gušio sam se. Mačić je osjećao jaku bol i hladnoću, bol je bila sve jača i ma koliko glasno plakao nije nestala. U trenutku kada je osjetio da je bol neizdrživa, osjetio je da ga mama liže i gura njuškom. Bol je nestala i osjetio je toplinu. Nije bio ni svjestan da je prešao granicu postojanja. Naglo sam se probudio. Pogledao sam na sat, bilo je tri ujutro. Kroz polu spuštene rolete spavaće sobe dopirala je slaba svjetlost ulične svjetiljke. Petra je spavala do mene sa jednom rukom na mom ramenu. Bosa je spavala do Petre sa rukom oko njezinog struka. Polako sam sklonio Petrinu ruku i ustao pazeći da ih ne probudim. Spustio sam se do dnevnog boravka i sjeo za stol. Natikače sam donio u ruci i sada ih navukoh. U gaćama i majici mi je bilo dovoljno toplo. Pokupih cigarete sa stola i zapalih jednu. San me je uznemirio. Nisam skoro nikada imao teške snove. Polako sam posložio dijelove sna i povezao ih sa stvarnošću. Bilo je to "doba sazrijevanja". Negdje oko 15 ili 16 godina. Još smo vozili naše sklepane skutere od 49 ccm. Parkirali smo ispred trgovine sa namjerom da kupimo Cocktu i tirolsku salamu za odlazak na pecanje. Na skuterima su bili pričvršćeni rasklopljeni štapovi za pecanje i male torbe. Trebao je to biti ugodan dan. Tada smo začuli glasno histerično mijaukanje mačke i prodorno glasanje mačića. Dopiralo je iza trgovine pa začuđen mahnuh glavom ka Škotu i Streli u pravcu mijaukanja. Iza trgovine je bilo par garaža u malom slijepom prolazu. Na kraju prolaza, pregrađenog zidom, upravo ispred zida bila je skupina naših vršnjaka. Prepoznao sam Acu Psinu, tada još Acu Glavonju, kao i članove njegove neslužbene bande. Već tada je sa četiri lokalna nasilnika pokušavao zavesti neki svoj red i pravila, među nama sličnih godina, u predgrađu. Uvidio sam da ih je sada šest na okupu, znači bio je netko novi u igri. Par koraka bliže bilo mi je sve jasno. Aca je držao neki jeftini lovački nož u ruci i bocnuo vezanog mačića ispred sebe, ne dovoljno da ga ubije ali dovoljno da mu nanese jaku bol. Mački su špagom bile svezane zadnje noge, a drugi kraj špage je bio vezan za vrata garaže. Na boku je već imala duboku posjekotinu nožem. Unatoč svemu je prednjim capama grebala po asfaltu pokušavajući doći do mačića koji je bio predmet mučenja. Pri svemu je histerično mjaukala. Bijes me je polako i hladno obuzimao. Krenuh polako naprijed sa namjerom da prekinem cijeli sadistički ritual. Aca se obraćao liku ispred sebe. "Nemaš muda proći inicjaciju, a želiš biti naš član. E ne ide to tako. Ovako se to radi, a ti kasnije imaš dovršiti mačku mlakonjo." Naglo se okrenuo spušatajući se u čučanj zabio nož do kraja u vezanog mačića i uspravio se. Mačić je samo ispustio neki čudan zvuk. Eksplodirao sam. Dok sam trčao odgurnuo sam jednoga od onih kretena na putu sa leđa. Odletio je i pao svom duljinom na lice. Uletio sam u Acu. Bilo mi je svejedno da li me Škot i Strela prate samo sam želio Acinu krv, na meni, na asfaltu, na njegovoj glupoj faci. Bio je iznenađen i za čudo pružio je slab otpor. Dok sam ga štemao samo je dva puta uspio izbaciti "Bambi". Sklupčao se na asfaltu dok sam ga udarao nogom. Osjetih da me netko vuče za rame. "Bambi dosta, ubićeš ga i odgovarati kao za čovjeka." Strela me čvrsto uhvatio za ramena sa leđa i odgurnuo od Ace. Polako sam dolazio sebi. Još četvorica su bila na zemlji. Očigledno Škot i Strela nisu puno oklijevali. Škot je prišao mačiću i izvukao nož. Odmahnuo je glavom potom prišao vratima garaže i oslobodio mačku u dva poteza noža. Nije se mogla osoviti na noge. Strela je prišao i pokupio je u naručje pazeći na ozljedu sa strane. Dvojica od Acine bande su se polako uspravljala zbunjeno gledajući. Škot je pritrčao i jednom uputio udarac nogom u zadnjicu tijekom ustajanja. Pao je ponovno. Drugi je otrčao ne okrečući se. Prišao sam Aci koji se polako uspravio i uhvatio ga za revere traper košulje. Podigao sam ga koliko mi je to snaga dopuštala. "Slijedeći put kada te uhvatimo u našem kraju mrtav si. Nadam se da je to jasno." Odgurnuo sam ga od sebe. Zateturao je i okrenuo se nespretno. Ona preostala trojica su već bila na nogama. Aca se polako zaputio dalje od nas ne osvrčući se kao da je imao strah ako pogleda unazad da će nas to razljutiti. Ostatak bande je bez riječi krenuo za njim. Strela je prišao polako meni i Škotu, držeći mačku u naručju. Pokazao je glavom ka mački. "Imamo li dovoljno love da je odpeljamo u poljoprivrednu stanicu veterinaru?" Slegoh ramenima. "Iskeširat ćemo koliko imamo ostalo neka napišu meni na dug, jedan poznanik mi pohađa srednju veterinarsku i trenutno ima tamo praksu." Mačku smo kasnije udomili kod Streline tetke. Kasnije se ista hvalila da je ta maca dobar lovac i super frend sa kojim može uvijek pričati, bolje nego sa mužem. Posložio sam sve u glavi, Strela je javio da je doma i da je sve izgladio. Nazvao sam moje i otrpio deset minuta prebacivanja i ispitivanja. Slagao sam da imam nekakav poslić pa ostajem još malo. Međutim nisam imao mira. Mislio sam na Strelu koji je sada sam, a Aca Psina je čekao obračun. Mislio sam o Jovi pjesniku kojeg je Aca pretukao. Ovdje jednostavno nisam imao više što raditi. Sa druge strane nije mi se napuštalo Petru i Bosu. Nije mi se niti vraćalo doma. Moji su mi ispričali da je bila Škotova mama u posjetu i za sve što se dogodilo njenom sinu jedincu optužila mene. Da ja nisam odveo njezino dobro dijete kod te kurve u njemačku sve bi bilo u redu. Pogledah na sat. Bilo je prošlo četiri sata. Mozgao sam dulje od sata. Priđoh hladnjaku i natočih sok u čašu. Pokupio sam čašu i cigarete i smjestio se u dnevnom boravku. Dohvatih daljinski i uključih TV. Na programu je bio neki kaubojac. Bilo je smiješno gledati Clint Eastwooda kako govori njemački. Ipak je to bio dovoljno dobar film da mi skrene pažnju. Nakon dva sata i još dvije čaše soka počela je neka komedija u jutarnjem programu. Sat na televizoru prije početka filma je prikazao 6 i 45. Polako se digoh i odšetah do kuhinje. Ubacio sam filter i kavu u automat i uključio ga. Dok sam točio kavu u šalicu dodao sam šećer. Prvi gutljaj je bio dobar. Telefon je iznenada zazvonio. Nisam imao običaj podizati slušalicu kada su cure doma ali bilo je rano i nisam ih želio buditi. Na moje halo začuo sam Škotov glas. "Halo Đoni vidim da si budan. Moramo se naći i razgovarati." Zvučao je živčano i čudno. "Koji je problem Škot?" "Kada se vidimo." "Gdje želiš da se vidimo?" "Onaj parking na jezeru gdje smo bili na večeri sa onim njemcima, za jedan sat, može?" "Za sat i pol to je meni malo dalje. Veza se prekinula. Nije mi zvučao kao Škot bilo je to neko drugo izdanje. Pogledah po dnevnom boravku razmišljajući gdje su one jeftine traperice koje sam nakon tuče kupio. Zapazih na naslonu fotelje prebačene crne kožne traperice koje mi je jućer sa neke rasprodaje moto opreme donijela Petra. Onaj remen koji mi je kupila prvi put već je bio u njima. Sjetih se da sam trapke morao odmah isprobati kako bi cure vidjele da mi dobro stoje. Dohvatih ih i navukoh. Potom sam potražio čizme. Dok sam se oblačio popio sam ostatak kave iz šalice. Dohvatio sam kacigu i krenuo prema vratima. Cure se bude oko devet malo neizvjesnosti gdje sam im neće škoditi, a bolje da ih ne budim. Škota sam lako uočio na parkingu. Stao sam par metara od njega i ugasio motor. Stajao je u crnoj kožnoj jakni i kožnim hlačama. Crni Kawasaki "Vulcan 400" je bio parkiran iza njega. Drugi motor na parkingu nisam uočio. Polako sam okačio kacigu na upravljač svog MZ-a i okrenuo se ka Škotu. "Tvoj motor?" Mahnuo sam glavom prema kawasaki-ju. Klimuo je glavom. "Moj, vjenčani dar od Goge." "Lijepa makina. Nadam se da si sretan?" Odmahnuo je glavom. "Đoni zašto ti je sve to trebalo?" Iznenađeno ga pogledah. "Što Škot?" "To sa Gogom i Strelom?" "Što Škot? Budi jasan." "Želiš reći da ti nisi rekao Streli da je najbolje da se vratite i mene odjebete? Da mu nisi rekao da je Goga kurva i da je najbolje ne mješati se?" "Od kuda ti te ideje?" "Nazvao sam Strelu i kada nije htio pričati sa mnom Goga mi je rekla da joj se javio prije polaska i ispričao sve." "Strela je rekao Gogi, da sam ja rekao da je kurva i da tebe treba zato odhebati? Da, valjda mu je bolji prijatelj od tebe i mene pa joj se povjerava. Ne budi naivan. Goga igra opet neku svoju igru." "Ne seri Đoni ti si igrao svoju igru." U meni je počeo ključati bijes. "Koju igru Škot? Možda samo to što ti nisam rekao sve što sam doznao o Gogi?" "Možda samo to što si je pokušao ucijeniti bijednim metodama kako bi dobio pičke?" Ovo je izbacio ljut i nabrijan. Prišao je jedan korak bliže i izvadio nešto iz džepa. Gurnuo je neke slike prema meni. "Đoni što ti je ovo trebalo, bijedna fotomontaža vidi se i time si je pokušao ucijeniti da ti da pičke, kada već nije bila voljna sama to učiniti?" Posegoh za slikama koje mi je pružio. Bile su tri. Pažljivo ih pogledah. Bile su iste tri slike koje sam dao Gogi ali na ovima je bio jasno vidljiv trag rezanja i spajanja i nisu bile polaroid već obične slike. Bilo je jasno da su originalne slike izrezane položene na podlogu i slikane širokokutnim aparatom. Tako su dobivene tri slike koje su izgledale kao fotomontaža likova i djela. Tko li je ovo odradio za kuju. Sama nije bila dovoljno sposobna za tako nešto. Bio sam bijesan. "Škot ovo je montaža ali ja nemam ništa sa tim. Uostalom što ti je rekla Goga da razjasnimo detalje pa možemo dalje." "Rekla mi je da si došao sa ovim slikama i pokušao me ucijeniti za seks i da me napusti, kako bih se vratio doma." Odmahnuh glavom. "Slušaj prijatelji smo od djetinjstva ja ne bih tebi, naglašavam tebi, uradio ništa slično tome što ti je rekla. Da dao sam joj slike ali ne ove koje mi podmećeš. Originalne slike su bile polaroid slike, a ne obične. Ujedno kada smo već na tome želim ti reći ponešto o Gogi, ono što su mi Bosa i ....." Bijesno je podigao ruku. "Ono što su ti lezbače ljute što im nije dala pi..%..u ispričale, ista pašta mozga kao i tvoj, gdje vam je ponos što mislite ako su je maltretirali u djetinjstvu da je svi imate pravo iskoristiti?" Pred kraj je skoro vikao. Pobjesnio sam. Bilo mi je dosta Goge i njenih igrica. "Škot kao prvo ne zovi Bosu i Petru lezbačama. To je njihova i moja stvar ti se nemaš što miješati. Kao drugo Goga je manipulator teški manipulator i slušajući tebe sada mislim pokvarena kurvetina koja pi..%..u daje sami iz int...." Udario me je u pleksus, kratkim snažnim udarcem odozdo. Presavio sam se na dolje. Uputio mi je još jedan udarac odozdo ravno u vilicu. Pao sam. Ležao sam na asfaltu pokušavajući doći do daha i razbistriti glavu. Kada sam se napokon digao stajao je par koraka od mene u raskoraku i gardu. Očigledno je čekao da ga napadnem. Stresoh malo glavom da dođem sebi. Osjetio sam krv u ustima. Progutao sam i pogledao ga. Djelovao je nabrijan. Gledao sam ga u oči. To više nije bio Škot. Upitah se što je njega mučilo u životu. Koju slabost je Goga otkrila u njemu, čime ga je uhvatila u mrežu u seksualnom dijelu. Shvatih da mi nije bitno. Dok sam ga gledao u oči polako progovorih. "Škot žao mi je." Okrenuo sam se i prišao motoru. Dok sam stavljao kacigu ponovo sam progutao krv. Zajahao sam motor. Pogledao sam u njegovom pravcu. Spustio je ruke i gledao me. "Đoni stani možemo ..." Pogledao sam ga i startao motor. Tada sam ga vidio posljednji put. Dok sam vozio često bih progutao krv. Skužih da nešto nije u redu. Vjerojatno sam dobro razrezao unutarnjost usne o zube kada me udario. Bosa i Petra su pile kavu kada sam ušao. Frka je nastala kada su zamjetile krvavu maramicu koju sam naslanjao na usne. Sat vremena kasnije Suzi se pojavila u stanu. Spustila je torbu na stolić u dnevnom boravku. Pogledala me. "Šećeru do kada ću ja ovdje dolaziti u svako doba dana i noći radi tvojih tuča?" Slegoh ramenima. "Nisam se tukao tukli su mene." Usna mi je već bila natečena pa je to sve smiješno zvučalo. Pljesnula me po ramenu. "Znam Petra mi sve ispričala, nokautirao te onaj tvoj blesavi prijatelj radi one ludače Goge. Sada zini da pogledam." Par minuta kasnije je odrezala kraj kirurškog konca i spakirala iglu. "Šećeru dobro te mlatnuo. Budi miran ovo ti zaraste za pet šest dana tada izvadimo konce. Pustit ću ti nešto protiv bolova." Izvadila je neku kutijicu iz torbe i pustila je na stolu. Okrenula se prema meni. "Horst mi je sve ispričao, dobar potez si napravio i kako sam skužila sada si platio za to. E pa na žalost u životu je često tako ovo ti je inicijacija, na dobro djelo koje učiniš moraš biti spreman i na jedno loše prema sebi, valjda je to ravnoteža." Pogladila me po obrazu. "Budi dobar i miruj malo, ako ne budeš dobar ponovo ću ti pokazati cice." Sve tri su se počele smijati. Sve tri su se počele smijati. Polako sam podigao čašu i liznuo malo pića. Odlučih ne ići do kraja i slušati njena mišljenja o svemu što se dogodilo. Želio sam postaviti još neka pitanja i to mi je jedino bilo važno, što Goga misli o svemu, njen problem. "Goga zašto si napravila sve ono, mislim Škota si imala nije ti trebala manipulacija sa nama?" Šutila je par sekundi okrečući čašu u ruci. Potom me pogledala. "Škot je bio čovjek kakvog sam željela imati. Lijep, zgodan, pažljiv, obrazovan i iz ugledne obitelji u starom kraju. Mislim da sam uvijek bila sama. On je tu samoću ispunio. Više nije bilo praznog stana u koji se vraćam ili likova koji su sa mnom samo radi seksa pa trče ženi ili za svojim poslom, likova koji me posjete vikendom i uz put. I najvažnije u meni je gledao osobu, bez osude ili onoga da uživa u onome što mu pružam u seksu ali me uz to i prezire radi toga, odnosno smatra manje vrijednom. Puno vas muškaraca želi ženu koja je spremna na sve u seksu ali kada dobiju takvu smatrate je kurvom radi toga. Najrađe bi ste jednu čednu ženicu za doma i jednu kurvu za ljubavnicu da vam pruži ugodne trenutke i odjebe nakon toga. Vi odnosno ti, to je bila prijetnja. Uvijek je dosta pričao o zajedničkim stvarima koje ste napravili i dosta o tebi. Puno toga je završavao sa "taj moj Đoni je doista lud, samo njemu takvo nešto može pasti na pamet". Pazi "taj moj Đoni" ili "moj flegmatični Strela". Đoni nisam željela riskirati, željela sam ga za sebe i nikoga više. U starom kraju Škotova mama je frkala nos i okretala glavu kada bih prošla pored nje. Iz očiju joj se vidjelo da prezire Gogu kurvu, čaknutu Gogu. Bilo me strah da je dovoljno samo jedno vaše mišljenje neki trač iz starog kraja i da potrči za vama, nazad doma ili nekuda dalje kamo ga tvoje lude ideje odvedu. Ništa osobno Đoni, dapače uvijek si mi bio u lijepom sjećanju ali nikada nisi bio muškarac kojeg bi poželjela imati. Ti si samo svoj, ne mislim egoist već luđak sa svojim idejama koje slijediš." Otpila je gutljaj iz čaše. Pogledao sam je zbunjeno. "Goga da li si voljela Škota?" Gledala je u čašu, nakon nekog vremena je progovorila. "Ako misliš da li sam osjećala leptiriće u trbuhu kada bi pomislila na njega ili da li sam vlažila ulazeći u stan radi pomisli da će me zagrliti poljubiti i baciti na krevet, odgovor je ne. Bilo mi je ugodno znati da me čeka doma. On je čovjek kakvog sam željela i bila sam mu dobra žena. Bio je to dobar život sa njim, bile su to dobre godine provedene zajedno. Jedino me mučilo njegovo mučenje samog sebe radi vas dvojice. Mislim nije stalno to spominjao ali ponekada u društvu bi neku od svojih priča završavao sa "ona moja dva luđaka i ja smo tu glupost napravili". Jednostavno nikada nije mogao prihvatiti da ste vas dvojica odbacili njega, a ja sam osjećala grickanje u trbuhu radi toga." Spustila je čašu na stol i pogledala me. Razmišljao sam da otvorim onu bočicu sa whiskey-jem, na neki način sam želio popiti ali mi se više nije ni pilo. "Goga da li si ti ikoga u svom životu voljela?" Nasmijala se. "O da Dejana. Njega sam stvarno voljela. Bila sam spremna biti njegova robinja i slijediti ga do kraja kamo god želi ali me taj gad izdao. Nije imao hrabrosti niti prdnuti, a kamo li se usprotiviti kada su došli po mene. Barem da je rekao "volim je pustite je". Čak niti to. Samo se složio sa svim gadostima koje je izrekao moj tata i dopustio da me odvedu. Škot, kako ga ti još uvijek zoveš, to nikada ne bi učinio. Zakucao bi vrata, uzeo bilo koje oružije u ruku borio se šakama ali ne bi dopustio da me tek tako odvedu." Osjetih neki umor. Polako sam se počeo mučiti ovim razgovorom ipak sam nakon svega što sam čuo želio znati odgovore do kraja. "Goga puno puta sam i sumnjao da te otac uopće silovao. Sa druge strane puno puta u razmišljanjima o svemu što se dogodilo našao sam razlog za tvoje ponašanje u tome što te otac silovao. Mislim osuđivao sam ga što te sjebao." Odmahnula je glavom. "Ne nije me on sjebao. Silovao me ali me nije sjebao. Na početku se navikneš na to što ti radi. Prihvatiš to. Kada su žešće proradili hormoni bilo je čak i dobro. Pogotovu kada skužiš kako iskoristiti njegove želje i preuzeti kontrolu u svoju korist. Samo je bio bolesno ljubomoran. Mlatio je i mamu i mene iz izmišljenih razloga ljubomore, da nije bilo toga možda bih čak i ostala. Puno puta sam spakirala stvari i mislila otići ali nisam imala hrabrosti. Gledala bih kroz prozor i ostala u sobi. Tada se pojavila Bosa. Bila je ljudski topla i ugodna. Ponudila je pomoć. Unatoč tome što sam sve pripremila par puta još nisam imala hrabrosti iskočiti kroz prozor. Gledala bih vani i molila boga za pomoć ili da budem dovoljno hrabra da iskočim. Tada si naišao ti. Bambi koji plače zato što su Bambiju u crtiću ubili mamu ili Đoni koji je sa dva prijatelja razbio šest psihopata koji su mučili mačku i mačića, o tome je pričao cijeli kraj. To za mačku sam čula više puta i kada sam te vidjela znala sam da mi je pružena šansa. Niste napustili mačku u nevolji, nećete ni mene. Nisam se prevarila." Iznenada se digla i otišla u sobu, vratila se sa velikim ženskim novčanikom u ruci. Sjela je i izvadila neki ključ od auta ili motora iz novčanika. Podigla ga je prema meni. "Ovo je ključ od Škotovog zadnjeg motora, onog koji je još uvijek u garaži Kawasaki VN 800. Redovito sam plaćala održavanje, da ga startaju, provozaju, registriraju. Uvijek sam mislila da ću ga prodati pred početak slijedeće sezone kada cijene budu više. Samo do sada nikada ga nisam mogla prodati. Sada mi je jasno zašto. Ne mogu ga prodati mogu ga samo pokloniti nekome za koga bi i Škotu bilo drago da ga poklonim." Polako je spustila ključ na stol između nas i gurnula ga prema meni. Dok sam gledao u ključ na stolu preturala je po novčaniku i izvadila dvije kartice. "Motor je u garaži, jedna vizitka je moja, a druga od mog odvjetnika. Jednostavno ga nazovi kada stigneš i on će odraditi sve sa papirima za motor." Promatrao sam ključ i vizitke na stolu. Polako odmahnuh glavom. "Goga ne navlači me. Znam da si manipulator i ne navlači me na led, neću se uhvatiti." Pogledala me hladno. "Đoni ne navlačim te, niti pokušavam manipulirati sa tobom. Učini mi uslugu i uzmi to, ne manipuliram sa tobom. Manipulator ne može lako manipulirati drugim manipulatorom, čak i kada je u pitanju nesvjesni manipulator." Pogledao sam je začuđeno. ZATVORITI KRUG Polako sam otvorio vrata i ušao. Pogledao sam po lokalu. "Kod Benny Hilla" je bio skoro prazan, nije bilo ni čudo za pet sati poslije podne. Za stolom u kutu su sjedile tri mlađe cure i pričale uz coca colu, povremeno bacajući pogled na tv gdje se vrtio novi video album Bronski Beat-sa. Marko je stajao za šankom i pisao nešto u neku knjigu. Polako sam prišao šanku i ubacio se na barsku stolicu. Pogledao me iznenađeno. "Đoni, kada si se vratio." Nasmiješih se. "Upravo sada sam sa ceste. Nije mi se išlo odmah doma pa sam navratio na jednu." Nasmiješio se. "Izgledaš tako, prljav sa mirisom benze na sebi." Položio je veliku čašicu za konjak ispred mene i natočio je. "Ovo je na račun kuće. Djeluješ umorno, koliko si bio na cesti?" "Tri dana. Noćas sam na nekoj benzinskoj prije Zagreba bacio par kartona pored motora i zavukao se u vreću. Oko tri sata dođu dva milkana, pregledaju me i potjeraju dalje. Navodno nema neprijavljenog spavanja. To što je brdo gast arbeiter-a spavalo po autima na parkingu bolio ih ku..$..c. Poslije mi se nije spavalo pa sam vozio do kraja." Odmahnuo je glavom. "Znam to. Dođu i uzmu isprave od prvog stopera ili motoriste koji spavaju, potjeraju nas, zapišu to u izvješće i odu negdje piti na račun kuće. Bitno je da su nekoga upozorili poslije mogu i spavati." Ispraznio sam čašu u dva gutljaja. Odmjerio me i natočio novu. Potom dohvatio još jednu čašu i napunio je sa lozom. Podigao je čašu prema meni. Nazdravih ali otpih samo mali gutljaj, Marko je svoju ispraznio do pola. Izvadio sam cigaretu i bacio kutiju prema njemu. Uhvatio je i pogledao. ""Gitanes" te sam kurio dok smo stopirali po francuskoj." Izvadio je cigaretu i zapalio je mojim ZIPPO-m. Povukao je dugi dim i nije se nakašljao. Dok je polako ispuštao dim cigarete pogledao me. "Kako je bilo? Djeluješ malo drukčiji." Klimnuh glavom. "Mislim da i jesam drukčiji, mislim da sam se malo promijenio." Nasmiješio se malo. "Putovanja mijenjaju ljude i ja sam dosta toga naučio na cesti." Otpio je iz čašice. Ja isto otpih mali gutljaj. "Marko što ima novog? Je se što zanimljivo dogodilo dok sam bio odsutan." Klimnuo je glavom. "Jedino što bi tebi bilo zanimljivo je da se Dok vratio iz zatvora, a Smrda iz bolnice." Odmahnuh glavom. "Od kuda ti to da mene to zanima, ne pačam se u priče Zemunskog podzemlja, znaš imam namjeru proživjeti malo dulje i bez problema." Nasmiješio se. "Polako doći ćemo do toga. Znači dvojica glavnih se vrate iznenada i mafija ponovno ima šefa i savjetnika. Normalno prvo što su uradili je da su išli zavesti reda na svom teritoriju. To je značilo tko god se od sitnijih ribica usudio zaći na teritorij morskih pasa sa namjerom preuzeti posao, najebao je. Tako su uhvatili šefa i još četvoricu od Acinih "Kajmana" na svom teritoriju i ubili boga u njima. Normalno da se cijela Acina ekipa raspala nakon toga. Nitko nije želio imati posla sa pravim mafijašima samo zato što se igrao "opasnih mafijaša". Tako je Aca Psina ostao sam samo sa onim malim debelim kojeg si ovdje upoznao." Ovo je zvučalo dobro. Pogledah ga povlačeći dim iz cigarete. "Što je sada sa Acom i kako znaš da me to zanima?" "Aca se negdje skriva. Računa na ono, kako je bio samo zamjenik glavnog u Kajmanima, da se Dok i Smrda neće baš puno baviti sa njim. Ako prođe neko vrijeme nevidljiv zaboravit će na njega kao problematičnog. Poslije može slobodno u javnost. Što se tiče kako znam da te zanima, Strela je bio ovdje dva puta od kada se vratio. Saznao sam cijelu priču kao i to da Strela prati gdje se Aca kreće i čeka tebe da se vratiš. Đoni mislim da vam to više nije bitno. Pustite budalu da nađe svoju sudbinu." Slegoh ramenima. "Vidjet ćemo što dalje, tko ti je dostavio ovu priču o tome da su najebali skoro svi iz Kajmana?" "Nakon one situacije ovdje Čerkez je držao jedno oko na Aci. Znaš ujedno da on prati i situaciju u podzemlju radi svog redarskog posla. Tako mi ispričao sve novosti." Klimnuh glavom gaseći cigaretu. Ovo je znači sigurno bila istina. Čerkez nikada nije bio neozbiljan i uvijek je bio dobro upućen što se događa na rubu i izvan zakona. Acini Kajmani više ne postoje, to je dobro zvučalo. Polako ugasih čik do kraja u pepeljari i ispih onu čašicu. Polako sam ustao sa stolice. "Marko što sam skrivio za ovo drugo piće?" Odmahnuo je rukom. "Ništa Đoni sve na račun kuće, možeš još jedno?" Odmahnuh glavom. "Hvala ti ali pao bih pod šank od trećeg, idem doma odmoriti se i malo složiti sve dojmove. Nasmiješio se i mahnuo rukom potom ponovo dohvatio onu knjigu. Sjetih se da se uvijek žalio na one iz "Uprave prihoda" koji su ga "derali porezima". U biti mislim da je samo mrzio voditi knjige. Parkirao sam u dvorištu pokupio torbe i ušao u kuću. Moji su pali u euforiju zadovoljstva. Vratio sam se u jednom komadu bez policijske pratnje. Odgovorio sam samo na par osnovnih pitanja ali sam saznao da je Škotova mama bila ovdje i optužila ih "da je njihov sin odvukao njezinog jedinca u njemačku te ga bacio u ruke kurvama koje su ga iskvarile i zadržale i to toliko da je raskinuo sa onom finom curom Ljiljom". Mama je donekle držala "žensku stranu" ali stari je samo šutio. Njemu je izgleda bilo bitno da smo svi živi i zdravi. Izvukoh se da sam umoran i zavukoh u svoju sobu. Malo kasnije kada je teritorij kuhinje postao slobodan skuhao sam si čaj od mente i vratio se u sobu. Uključio sam stari receiver i našao neku radio postaju sa rock i pop glazbom. Opuštajući se otpio sam gutljaj čaja i počeo prazniti džepove jakne. Dosta je vonjala po znoju od ova zadnja tri dana i imao sam namjeru da je prevrnem i pustim na propuhu. Posložio sam sadržaj bočnih džepova na stol. Cigarete, upaljač, nož skakavac i suzavac u spreju. Iz gornjeg lijevog džepa sam izvadio 120 njemačkih maraka i bacio ih na stol. To je bilo sve što mi je ostalo. Poslužit će privremeno dok se ne snađem za neku lovu. Posegoh u gornji desni džep i napipah kuvertu. Tu kuvertu vjerojatno sa pismom mi je dala Bosa u onoj hladnoći jutra, kada sam kretao na put. Položih kuvertu na stol promatrajući je. Bosa je rekla da je ne otvaram prije večeri ali sam bio u nekom čudnom raspoloženju. Vozio sam slijedeći bijelu crtu na auto cesti i trudeći se samo održati putnu brzinu negdje oko brojke 100. Nisam baš bio puno svjestan okolice koju sam prolazio. Vozio sam satima sa malim pauzama za cigaretu i tankanje benzina. Tek kada me umor počeo rušiti sa nogu našao sam skrovito mjesto iza skladišta neke benzinske. Umotao sam se u vreću za spavanje ali je bilo previše mračno da se čita. Odložio sam to do jutra i zaboravio na pismo. Prevrnuo sam jaknu naopako i objesio je pored otvorenog prozora. Sjeo sam za stol i zapalio cigaretu. Otpio sam još jedan gutljaj čaja. Iz zvučnika je dopirala glazba Dire Straits - Brothers in arms. Prisjetio sam se tog jutra. Stajali smo pored motora. Bosa mi je dala jedan dugi poljubac i pogladila me po kosi. Petra me samo dugo grlila potom odgurnula i nestala iza ulaznih vrata. Prethodne večeri su ponudile da ostanem. Nastojao sam pažljivo objasniti da me čeka obveza prema domovini u vidu odsluženja roka u JNA, tek nakon toga sam slobodan. Bosa je klimnula glavom ali Petra na neki čudni način to nije prihvaćala. Zakopčao sam jaknu do kraja,dohvatio kacigu i pogledao Bosu. "Ciao, vidimo se još." Dugo me gledala potom mahnula rukom spustila glavu i krenula prema ulaznim vratima. Navukao sam kacigu i zajahao motor. Okrenuh se prema ulaznim vratima. Bosa je jednom rukom držala vrata, a drugom mi mahala. "Sretno Đoni." Mahnuh joj. Sekundu kasnije je nestala iza vrata. Bilo mi je čudno da me oslovila sa Đoni, za nju sam uvijek bio Bambi. Startao sam i krenuo. Nisam niti pomišljao da je tada vidim zadnji put u životu. Sada sam polako gledao u kuvertu. Posegao sam za skakavcem i otvorio ga pritiskom na gumb uz ono klasično klik. Polako sam nožem otvorio kuvertu. Probudilo me sunce. Nevoljno sam otvorio oči i pogledao po sobi. Stvari i torbe su ležale po podu onako kako sam ih pustio sinoć. Jedva sam smogao snage da se istuširam i zavučem u krevet. Polako sam se izvukao ispod pokrivača i potražio japanke ispod kreveta. Spavao sam samo u gaćama. Dohvatih sa stolice kožne traperice i zaputih se u kupaonu. Uz put sam pogledao sat. Bilo je prošlo deset, znači spavao sam više od dvanaest sati. Osjećao sam se odmorno. Dok sam kuhao kavu uživao sam u samoći. Moji su bili na poslu, a to je značilo da me nitko neće gnjaviti sa dodatnim pitanjima i komentarima. Polako sam dosuo mlijeko u šalicu i zaputio se prema sobi pazeći da ne prospem sadržaj. Spustio sam šalicu na radni stol udobno se smjestio i zapalio cigaretu. Prvi gutljaj kave mi je pasao. Zamijetih kuvertu sa Bosinim pismom na stolu. Sinoć sam ga pročitao i pustio za jutro kada budem u boljem izdanju. Polako otvorih kovertu i izvadih papir. Valjda će mi sada biti jasnije. Željele smo da budeš daleko kada počneš čitati kako ne bi djelovalo da te molimo ili nagovaramo da ostaneš. Nisam spretna sa riječima već sa šivanjem ali pokušat ću da ti objasnim. Najjednostavnije rečeno za ovo vrijeme koje smo proveli zajedno postao si dio naše cjeline. Naš odnos se nije promijenio naša zajednica se nije promijenila samo si ti ušao u nju i stvorili smo svo troje neki drugi odnos. Bilo bi lijepo da tako ostane, samo ti sam moraš pronaći put, ako se nakon vojske odlučiš bilo bi dobro za sve da dođeš, da provedemo još neko vrijeme zajedno i odlučiš ostaješ li ili ne. Pročitao sam pismo dva puta. Polako sam ga zgužvao i bacio u košaru za smeće ispod stola. Nisam očekivao da će predlagati bilo što. Nitko nije ništa obećao ili indirektno dao do znanja. Barem ja nisam. Povukao sam dim iz cigarete i otpio još gutljaj kave. Zaključih da ipak dugujem curama. Nakon svih gluposti i pizdarija koje sam napravio brinule su se o meni i rješavale posljedice koliko se dalo riješiti. Stvarno su me primile u svoj život. Bilo što mogu odlučiti nakon vojske do tada je bilo puno vremena, tko živ tko mrtav. Ipak moram im se javiti tek toliko da sam stigao doma u komadu i razmijenim par ljubaznih riječi. Toliko im dugujem. Ugasio sam cigaretu i dohvatio telefon pored kreveta pazeći na žicu improvizirano spojenu na kraj telefonskog kabela. Okrenuo sam broj. Nitko se nije javljao. Vjerojatno cure nisu doma. Javit ću se kasnije poslije podne, sada imam druge poslove za obaviti. Polako počeh okretati Strelin broj telefona. Jovu sam zamijetio čim sam ušao u dvorište. Stajao je ispred svoje kućice odnosno bivšeg drvarnika i prao ruke u nekom starom lavoru na prastaroj žičanoj konstrukciji kakve su se koristile za lavore prije drugog svjetskog rata kada je tekuća voda bila luksuz koji nije dostupan svakome. Na sebi je imao rasparene plastične natikače, štofane hlače i potkošulju. Samo nešto nije bilo uobičajeno. Prostor ispred kuće je bio popločan različitim ostacima cigle, vjerojatno pokupljenim sa različitih gradilišta. Na tome je stajao neki stari popravljeni stol i dvije stolice. Po rubovima popločanog prostora bilo je postavljeno par većih limenki sa posađenim cvijećem. Drva pored kućice, koja je Jova skupljao po Dunavu tijekom ljeta za zimsko grijanje, bila su ispiljena i uredno posložena. Dohvatio je ručnik sa žičane konstrukcije i počeo brisati ruke, tada me zamijetio. Raširio je usne u osmjeh. "Đoni, Đoni znao sam ja da ćeš ti doći kada budeš tu." Nasmiješih se pružajući mu najlon vrećicu sa vinom i narančama. "Jovo čuo sam da si bolestan pa sam te došao obići." Dohvatio je vrećicu i zavirio u nju, usta su mu se razvukla u radostan dječji osmjeh. Okrenuo se od mene i prišao otvorenim vratima. "Cvjetiću, Cvjetiću dođi došao je Đoni da me obiđe i donio nam naranče i vino. Rekao sam ti da imam super prijatelje i da će doći." Mislio sam da se raduje narančama, radi cijene sigurno mu nisu bile često dostupne, međutim bio sam u krivu. Očigledno se radovao što nekome može pokazati da ima prijatelja koji ga obilazi. Cvjetić se pojavio na vratima. Bila je sigurno za glavu viša od Jove i desetak godina starija. Punija sa tankim nogama. Nosila je plastične natikače cicanu suknju do koljena i mušku potkošulju. Ispod potkošulje su se vidjele naramenice grudnjaka. Lice joj je bilo više muško sa rijetkim dlačicama brčića ispod nosa. Kritički me odmjeravala. Potom malo klimnula glavom. "Vi ste taj Đoni?" "Da gospođo, drago mi je." Usne su joj se razvukle u škrti smiješak. Vjerojatno joj je pasalo što sam je oslovio sa gospođo. "Ja sam Mileva. Sjedite može jedna rakija?" Klimnuo sam glavom i sjeo za stol. Uzela je vrećicu od Jove i nestala iza vrata. Jova se sretno smjestio na stolicu preko puta mene. Izgledao je neobično sretan što sam ga posjetio pred Cvjetićem. Pogledao sam ga upitno. Zbunjeno se nasmiješio. "Znaš Đoni sreo sam je u bolnici dok sam ležao, ona čisti tamo. Pomogao sam joj oko smeća i tako smo se upoznali. Njoj se moje pjesme sviđaju." Cvjetić se vratio sa bocom od piva i dvije čašice. Čašice su bile različite ali su bile čašice za rakiju. Natočila je i vratila bocu na stol. Pogledala me ozbiljno. "Jova smije popiti samo dvije čašice, nakon toga ga uhvati." Klimnuh joj glavom da sam shvatio poruku "ti popij ali on ne smije". Pogledala me ljubazno. "Ja spremam ribu. Jova je bio na Dunavu i donio dosta onih sitnih ribica. Ako hoćete mogu skuhati kavu." Odmahnuh glavom. "Hvala ali već sam popio." Cvjetić je nestao iza vrata. Nazdravio sam Jovi i otpio malo iz čašice. Bila je to neka šećeruša za progorijeti trbuh. Jova je zadovoljno otpio pola svoje. Nasmijao se. "Znaš ona se brine o meni. I voli kada joj čitam pjesme." Pogledao sam ga. "Jovo čujem da si imao problema sa Acom dok me nije bilo. Žao mi je što si radi mene upao u frku." Zbunjeno se nasmiješio i pipnuo po glavi. "Znaš Đoni nisi ti kriv. Ja sam kriv. Nisam vidio da je Aca ušao u "Ciganski raj". Znaš onda kada ste se htjeli tući ja sam javio tvojima za tebe, malo sam se strašio i stajao kod govornice ali odlučio sam da se vratim i vidim što još mogu. Kada sam došao, vi ste već bili otišli ali je Čerkez izbacio onog Acinog malog debelog nogom u guzicu sa vrata, Aca je izašao sav rasčupan i plav oko oka. To je bilo smiješno jako smiješno." Otpio je još gutljaj rakije. "Pričao sam taj smiješni događaj u "Ciganskom raju" i ušao je Aca, ja ga nisam vidio. Prišao je i udario me. Ma nije puno samo dva puta Đoni. Ništa strašno." Prekinuh ga. "Ništa strašno samo si završio u bolnici sa par šavova na glavi." Pipnuo se po glavi. "Samo tri Đoni i već su ih izvadili ali tamo sam je upoznao. Isplatilo se." Ispio sam ostatak iz čašice do kraja i nasuo Jovi novu čašicu. Dok je pio sitnim gutljajima ustao sam i potapšao ga po ramenu. "Jovo ne brini Aca je naš problem, više te neće smjeti dirati. Sada idem Jovo čeka me posao." Polako sam ustao i viknu "do viđenja" prema vratima. Cvjetić se nakratko pojavio i mahnuo mi rukom u drugoj je držala kuhaču, iz prostorije je dopirao ugodni miris pržene ribe. Jova je krenuo za mnom, da me isprati do vrata. Kada sam mu pružio ruku, zbunjeno je upitao. "Đoni priča se da vas je Škot napustio, da je ostao tamo sa nekom narkomankom i da si ti kriv za sve?" Zbunjeno sam ga pogledao. Stvarno je pokupio ulične tračeve. Ipak klimnuh glavom. "Je Jovo, Škot nas je napustio samo nije ostao sa narkomankom. Mislim da je to fina gospođa i da će mu biti dobro, znaš je Goga." Gledao me zbunjeno otvorenih usta. Kada je progovorio samo je treptao. "Ako nađeš nekoga koga ti voliš onda ti je dobro." Potapšah ga po ramenu i okrenuh se. Dok sam startao motor razmišljao sam o tome što je Strela pokupio od vijesti. Rekao je da me čeka kod Benny-ja. Kuća je bila niska stara i obrasla puzavicama. Pored kuće su bili garaža i dio visokog polu srušenog zida. Ulaz u garažu i zid su bili u obliku slova L. U produžetku kuće je počinjala ograda neke društvene firme koja se bavila otpadom, sudeći po mirisima, svih vrsta. Iza ograde dosta udaljena od nje, je bila zgrada skladišta. Svijetlo od kućice noćnog čuvara se samo naziralo. Od ulaza u kuću pa do kamionskog ulaza u dvorište skladišta, a koji je prekidao ogradu, nalazile su se naslagane gomile starih paleta. Okolica je bila pusta, predgrađe je ovdje počinjalo. Parkirali smo motore između dvije gomile najbliže ulazu u garažu pazeći da se ne vide sa ceste. Skinuli smo jednu paletu i sjeli na nju. Strela je olovnu šipku položio na paletu pored sebe. Tama noći nas je dobro prikrivala. Zapalio sam cigaretu i povukao dim prikrivajući žar cigarete u ruci. Strela je uspio smotati cigaretu i u tami. Pružih mu moj upaljač. Povukao je dim. Klimnuh glavom prema kući. "Znači to je to." Izgovorio sam ovo tiho. "Je Đoni, vlasnica ima negdje oko šezdeset godina i dobru boračku mirovinu. Aca je u nekoj vezi sa njom. Vjerojatno je "opslužuje" i za uzvrat dobije po nešto. Sada se on i onaj mali debeli skrivaju kod nje. Ona drži staru ladu u garaži, a on parkira pored zida u kutu, tako da nitko sa ceste ne vidi njegovog fiću. Uostalom tko i dolazi u ovu vukojebinu." "Siguran si da dolazi svaku večer?" "Ma daj ne da mi se ponavljati, razmisli, u frci je nema kamo ako ide doma svi znaju gdje stanuje i ako ga Dokovi ljudi traže, čekat će ga ispred kuće. Za ovo nitko ne zna, meni je rekao Ceca Ciganin, slučajno je skužio kada je vlasnici kuće prodavao neku robu." "Mislio sam da nas Ceca ne voli, čudno da ti rekao." Polako je ugasio cigaretu petom čizme. "Nas ne voli ali Acu mrzi. Mi smo mu samo povremeno konkurencija za šverc robu sa istoka. On ionako u većini slučajeva prodaje ukradenu tehničku robu i krpice, koje njegovi šaneri pokupe iz auta gast arbaeiter-a na cesti. E Aca je to znao i pokušao da mu lupi "porez" za rad na ovom teritoriju. Mislim da je bilo frke sa Kajmanima, stvarno ih mrzi…." "Rekao ti to tek tako?" "Ne baš tek tako malo sam ga pritisnuo da priča ali kada je skužio da mi to treba radi nekog poravnanja dugova sa Acom, pričao je i da ga ništa ne pitaš. Čak mi je rekao i da je Aca sav usran pokušao kupiti pištolj od par dilera "na crno". Samo nitko mu ništa nije želio prodati, zna se da je u frci sa Dokom pa se nitko ne želi zamjerati Doku, taj ne oprašta." Vrijeme je sporo prolazilo. Polako sam zapalio drugu cigaretu. Pogledao sam ka Streli. "Strela reci mi da li te Škot zvao i da li ste pričali?" Završio je motanje cigarete na slijepo i zapalio je. Žar je skrivao držeći cigaretu okrenutu prema dlanu ruke. "Zvao je Đoni, samo nisam želio pričati sa njim." "Zašto?" Kada je povukao dim žar cigarete mu je osvijetlio lice, djelovao je zamišljen. "Jednostavno kada je nazvao Ljilju da joj kaže da je sve gotovo bio je grozan. Prvo joj je rekao da je sve gotovo i to je to, kada je ona zaplakala i pitala zašto i već znaš pozivala se na njene osjećaje i vjeru u njega, popizdio je. Doslovce je izvređao najgorim rječima. Rekao joj je da je samo krava bez mašte, koja se zna samo naguziti i čekati da ga primi, pri tome samo misleći da se uda i oteli djecu. Rekao joj je i razne druge bljuvotine. Ljilja je danima plakala kod Mire. Mira mi je sve ispričala. Kada je nazvao jednostavno nisam znao što bih mu rekao i da li bih ga uopće pitao za to sa Ljiljom ili ne, a koji ku..$..c mu na sve što se izdogađalo i imam i reći. Odbio sam razgovor." Šutio sam par sekundi povlačeći dim cigarete. "Strela to nije Škot ….. ili je to možda Škot, a mi znamo drugog Škota." "Je Đoni to je Škot samo nikada do sada nije imao priliku da se pokaže. Uvijek je imao sve bez puno truda i muke, njegovi su dobro stojeći sa dobrim plaćama, uvijek je imao najbolji motor i najbolji kompjuter sada su mu mislili nabaviti i PC. Ali mislim da je to bio Škot kakvog su njegovi roditelji željeli, a sada će se otkriti pravi Škot. Možda je to isti Škot samo treba fazu transformacije ka slobodi, ne znam." Pogledao sam nebo. Zvijezde su hladno žmirkale na nas. Vrijeme je sporo prolazilo. Strela je rekao da se Aca uvijek pojavi između osam i jedanaest. Pogledah Strelu sa strane. "Nadam se da je obavijest da Aca nije mogao nabaviti pištolj točna. U protivnom ... " "Đoni do jučer prije podne nije sigurno. Bio sam kod Domagoja u gostioni oko podneva da provjerim Cecine priče, znaš da on također prati sve. Rekao mi je da je sat vremena prije mene bio Aca i pitao za "neku utoku na crno" ako koji od kamiondžija nudi. Normalno Domagoj mu je pokazao vrata. On se ne pača u to sa oružijem, a i ono za Doka se dosta pročulo." Crni fića je polako skrenuo sa ceste i zaustavio se pored zida kod garaže. Digao sam se jednim pokretom. Strela me slijedio, uz put je dohvatio olovnu cijev. Čekali smo da izađu i zaključaju auto. Kada su napravili par koraka dalje od auta krenuli smo prema njima. Kretali smo se brzo. Zastali su iznenađeni, već smo bili par metara od njih. Usporili smo. Strela je napola podigao onu olovnu cijev krećući se prema "malom debelom". Ja sam izvadio skakavac i pritisnuo gumb. Osjetih lagani trzaj kada je oštrica "sjela" na svoje mjesto. Aca se povukao jedan korak. Mali debeli je uočio slobodan prostor između Strele i zida i potrčao. Bio je brz za svoje kilograme. Strela ga nije niti pokušao zadržati, samo se okrenuo i pratio ga pogledom par sekundi kako bi se uvjerio da doista bježi. Strela se polako okrenuo prema Aci. Aca je odstupio par koraka kako bi vratima garaže zaštitio leđa. Čuli smo trčeće korake "malog debelog" kako nestaju u daljini. Pomislih da će sigurno potući rekord na 500 metara, a možda i više. Nije ni čudo, vjerojatno je danima živio u strahu od Dokovih ljudi, a sada nije niti shvatio tko mu se približava. Aca je izvukao ručno rađeni bodež i podigao ga ispred sebe. Takve bodeže su imali svi Kajmani. Aca ih je sam tokario i oštrio. Kod prijema u bandu novi član bi dobio Kajman Bodež. Pomislih kako je to bila jadna imitacija filmova. Stupio sam korak naprijed i drugom rukom iz džepa izvadio suzavac. "Aco nešto te napuštaju dečki, čim dođe do frke?" Držao je nož ispred sebe živčano gledajući čas u Strelu čas u mene. "Samo ste mi još vi luđaci falili. Odjebite od mene pametnije je." Strela je napravio jedan korak naprijed polako podižući cijev skoro do nivoa ramena. Napravio sam jedan korak i podigao ruku sa suzavcem da se jasno vidi, nož sam držao drugom, napola podignut ispred sebe. Stajali smo i gledali se. Oni trčeći koraci nisu se više čuli. Acina glava je malo brže radila pokrete lijevo desno od mene prema Streli bilo je očigledno da puca po živcima, a to se nije smjelo dogoditi. Pokušah da mi glas zvuči normalno. "Aco nismo ovdje da bi završili Dokov posao, imaš dovoljno problema i bez nas. Spusti nož, nemaš šansi." Stajali smo u tišini. Pri slaboj svjetlosti činilo mi se da Aca gornjim zubima grize donju usnu. Napokon je polako spustio ruku sa bodežom držeći je pored sebe. "Jebem te luda Đoni, što hoćeš ti sada, bilo pa prošlo." Glas mu je zvučao slabašno. Klimnuo sam glavom. "Aco želim ti se ispričati za sve loše što sam uradio prema tebi. Žao mi je. Stvarno mi je žao što se neke stvari nisu mogle riješiti drukčije". Zastao sam. "Samo Aco ako nam još jedan put pređeš cestu na neki loš način ili pipneš Jovu pjesnika, naći ćemo te i ubiti ću te." Čekao sam da mu riječi dođu do mozga. Skoro sam mogao čuti škripu dok je pokušavao shvatiti što je čuo. Ocijenih da je shvatio dovoljno od onoga što sam rekao. "Sada Aco baci nož, kako bi se mi mogli okrenuti i otići." Činilo se jako dugo, a onda se začuo zveket metala na asfaltu. Bodež je ležao pored Acinih nogu. Polako smo se okrenuli i krenuli ka gomilama paleta. Nakon što smo se malo udaljili viknuo je. Zastao sam ne okrećući se. "Đoni, prihvatit ću tvoju ponudu samo zato što si lud, a ja sa luđacima ne želim imati posla." Začuđeno sam se počeo okretati prema njemu. O kakvoj ponudi budala priča. Ništa što je rečeno nije zvučalo kao ponuda, onda shvatih. Jednostavno je morao nešto reći tek da njegova bude zadnja. To je radio iz tko zna kojih pobuda kompleksa ili trauma iz djetinjstva. Polako mu klimnuh glavom. "Dobro Aco, drago mi je da smo sve izgladili." Ljutito se nagnuo podigao bodež i krenuo prema vratima kuće, na pola puta je zastao i pogledao nas. "Stvarno ste ludi, ludi obojica, bolje ne pričati sa vama." Okrenuo se i u par sitnih brzih koraka nestao iza vrata. Pogledah Strelu i nasmiješih se. "Shvati to kao njegov način da nam kaže "ugodnu večer želim", samo to." Strela slegnu ramenima. "Nadam se da si u pravu i da je ovo najbolji način da to riješimo sa njim. Iako sumnjam da nam neće pokušati nešto vratiti." Krenuli smo ka motorima iza paleta. "Strela možda nam i hoće pokušati vratiti ali vjerojatnije je da neće više obraćati pažnju na nas, kao da ne postojimo. Da smo ga prebili žestoko, to bi ga privremeno smirilo ali bi podiglo stupanj mržnje prema nama u njemu, a on je nabijen mržnjom. Tada bi čekao da nas kad tad stigne, kao na ravnoj cesti bez kraja, mi smo prestigli večeras njega, a on bi dodao gas i pokušao stići nas. Tako bi moglo ići u beskrajno. Mislim da smo ga ovako jednostavno pustili da se vrti u svom krugu kao hrčak ali bez nas." Slegao je ramenima navlačeći kacigu. Onda se okrenu prema meni. "Đoni, često znaš puno srati ali uvijek imaš tu neku spretnost riječima da me uvjeriš da si u pravu, a sada idemo kod Benny-ja na cugu pa doma." Startali smo motore. Strela je motao drugu cigaretu za mene. Sjedili smo kod Benny-ja dok se prije podnevno sunce probijalo kroz prozorčić i bacalo reflektorski snop na dvije kave i jedan sok sa dvije čaše ispred nas. Lokal je bio popunjen samo sa pet curica iz obližnje škole, koje su najvjerojatnije "markirale" sat nastave pa uz colu gledale video. Počekao sam da mi Strela pruži cigaretu. Polako sam zapalio i otpio gutljaj kave. "Strela što si mi želio reći?" Zapalio je svoju cigaretu i povukao jedan dugi dim. Polako ga je ispuštao kroz nos i usta. "Đoni uvijek možeš računati na mene u bilo koje doba dana i noći ali sranje je sa Mirom." Odmahnuh glavom. "Kakvo sranje? Pa nisam je niti vidio da bih joj se zamjerio? Počeo si sa njom prije polaska, od kada sam se vratio nismo niti izašli zajedno sa njom da bih joj se mogao zamjeriti." Gledao me u tišini. Potom počeo polako. "Ženska sranja i solidarnost. Ljilja je još u šoku nakon svega. Mira je normalno kao prijateljica na njenoj strani. Kako je Škotova mama tebe optužila za sve, tako je to preuzela i Ljilja, a Mira od nje. Mislim da njih dvije više mrze tebe nego Škota. Teorija je da si ti nas dvojicu odvukao u njemačku, da to nisi uradio Škot bi još bio sa Ljiljom. hebiga, ženska pamet." Udario je dlanom po stolu. Šutio sam. Vrata kafića su se otvorila i ušao je Žiža poštar. Nosio je onu poštarsku torbu preko leđa i nekoliko pisama u ruci. Zaputio se prema šanku za kojim je stajao Marko. Nadao sam se da mu ne nosi dopise od Uprave prihoda, Marko je nakon toga bio loše volje. Očigledno nisu bili dopisi od uprave prihoda. Marko je uzeo kuverte i pokazao Žiži da sjedne, a to je značilo "jednu na račun kuće". Žiža se smjestio na stolicu i prihvatio pivu nešto pričajući Marku. Okrenuh se ka Streli. "Ne kužim tu njihovu logiku i slagalicu ali ok, ne moramo se viđati u kombinaciji sa Mirom." Strela je ugasio cigaretu. "Đoni daj mi samo desetak dana ili malo više, da je malo urazumim i sve je isto kao prije. Do tada navečer izlazimo svatko za sebe. Ostalo ostaje po starom ako nešto trebaš, tu sam." Klimnuh glavom. Žiža poštar je već popio pivu i krenuo prema vratima, od jednom je stao i pogledao me. "Đoni, odlično. Ne moram sada do tvoje kuće. Imam ovdje nešto preporučeno za tebe pa potpiši." Pružio mi je kuvertu, kemijsku i povratnicu da potpišem. Potom odvojio povratnicu i pružio kuvertu, pozdravio i izašao. Već bez otvaranja sam znao što je u njoj. Polako otvorih kuvertu i izvadih dopis. Polako sam položio dopis na stol ispred sebe i Strele. Pogledah ga. "Trebam se javiti u neku vojnu poštu u Tuzli za tjedan dana, a prije toga u vojni odsjek da podignem upute i naknadu za troškove puta. Mislim da nam ovo daje dovoljno vremena ne samo da Mira već i cijeli kraj zaboravi sve moje grijehe." Strela je polako pročitao dopis, potom mahnuo prema Marku. "Mark donesi nam dva dupla konjaka i pivo, Đoni ide u vojsku." Gledao sam Marka dok je donosio piće. Pomislih kako je sve i počelo ovdje uz konjak i pivo, tako se i završilo, za mene krug je zatvoren. STVARNOST PRIVIDA Gledao sam Gogu pomalo ciničnim pogledom koji je dopuzao negdje iz odbrambenih mehanizama moje podsvijesti. "Goga želiš reći da sam ja manipulator?" Nasmiješila se sa nekim tužnim izrazom. "Jesi Đoni, samo vjerojatno dobar dio života nisi toga svjestan." Zavrtio sam čašu na stolu. "Goga ako ti je lakše možeš i tako misliti." Gledala me šutke. Nakon nekog vremena je udahnula. "Đoni manipulator ne nameće svoju volju da drugi urade ono što on želi. Manipulator nametne da drugi žele uraditi ono što on želi. To si ti radio. Đoni ja nisam Škota dovukla u Hamburg. To si ti uradio. Jednostavno si svojom pričom i ponašanjem nametnuo i njemu i Streli da požele taj put proći sa tobom. Na kraju ste došli, tri dečka iz starog kraja u kojem sam odrasla, tri dečka iz predgrađa sa idejama i pojmovima časti predgrađa. Sa tim se niste mogli snaći tamo gdje ste dospjeli. Mene je to i strašilo. Mogli ste ga uvijek odvući na vaš pojam časti, života i onoga što je ispravno. Kasnije slušajući njegove priče zaključila sam da si glavni manipulator ekipe ti. Jednostavno bi im predstavio stvari koje si ti želio uraditi tako da su oni poželjeli to uraditi." Polako sam klimnuo glavom. "Može se to i tako gledati. Znači svi u ovoj priči smo bili manipulatori i žrtve izuzev možda Bose i Petre ali one i onako nisu bitan dio ove priče." Polako sam ustao sa stolice. "Goga ja nemam više pitanja. Čudno mi je samo da ti nemaš pitanja za mene, o mom životu." Sjedila je i polako i hladnokrvno otvarala bočice sa whiskey-jem. "Sjedi Đoni, nismo još završili i Bosa i Petra su bile manipulatori samo nisu računale da se igra sa manipulatorom nekada može negativno završiti. Tebe nisam ništa pitala zato što sam sve što me zanimalo o tebi doznala od Mirjane vlasnice restorana. Đoni sjedi i reći ću ti nešto što bi trebao znati, sigurno si to trebao znati." Pokazala je rukom na stolicu. U izrazu lica i pokretima je imala nešto što mi je govorilo da je iskrena. Polako sam se vrati na stolicu. Uzela je onaj ključ od motora i jednu karticu i gurnula to prema meni. "Uzmi Đoni poslije ti kažem nešto što si prije trebao doznati. Javit ću mom odvjetniku da preuzme motor i da ga da na pripremu za put, tu ti je ključ i njegova vizitka, učini mi to i uzmi taj motor. Mislim da se mi više nećemo vidjeti." Klimnuh glavom. "Sigurno se više svojom voljom nećemo vidjeti. Reci mi zašto je bitno da ja uzmem taj motor?" Udahnula je. "Đoni ovaj ključ nosim umjesto Škotove slike. Znaš ljudi nose slike osoba sa kojima su proveli ugodna razdoblja života ne iz ljubavi ili poštovanja prema tim ljudima, već zato što kada pogledaju tu sliku sjete se lijepih ugodnih trenutaka koje su proveli sa tom osobom. Za mene je ovaj ključ bio dio toga. Motor je bio bitan dio njegovog života kao i vas dvojica. Ja sam ga odvojila od jednog dijela onoga čemu je pripadao. Sada osjećam ako ovaj motor prepustim tebi da vraćam djelić njega na staro mjesto. Uzmi i doznati ćeš još nešto." Polako sam podigao ključ i vizitku. Ubacio sam sve u gornji džep jakne i uzeo čašu sa pićem. Otpio sam gutljaj i dohvatio još jednu njenu cigaretu, pružila mi je upaljač. Kada sam povukao dim pogledah je upitno. "Što sam još davno trebao znati?" Gledala me je hladnim pogledom. "Đoni i Petra i Bosa su imale svoje ideje. Nisi ti tako neodoljiv da bi se jedan lezbijski par zaljubio u tebe. Da, Bosa je imala sklonosti ka tebi još iz starog kraja ali priča je malo drugačija od onoga što ti misliš." Prekinuh je. "Misliš reći da je ona moja veza sa njima bila privid?" Nasmiješila se. "Na početku da ali poslije su se same uhvatile na svoje ljepilo. Ujedno Đoni, zlatni dobri Đoni, otišao si nakon što si živio sa njima i nisi se niti javio telefonom da ih čuješ ili pitaš kako su." Osjetih grč u želucu. "Zvao sam, mislim jedan dva puta nisam ih dobio i pokupili su me u JNA. Pa, pisao sam im i razmijenili smo pisma dok sam bio u JNA. Ne znam par pisama." Lagano je otpila iz čaše. "I kako je išlo dalje?" "Ne sjećam se točno, bilo je negdje pred kraj vojske primio sam pismo od Petre da je Bosa poginula u prometnoj. Nisam imao nikakve šanse dobiti odsustvo za sahranu nekoga tko mi nije čak niti rod, a u inozemstvu je. Pa i pasoš su mi oduzeli prije JNA, to je tada bila standardna procedura. Uglavnom napisao sam joj da ne mogu doći ali čim budem mogao doći ću da joj zajedno odemo na grob." Klimnula je glavom. "Da, kada joj se pokvario auto na cesti krenula je postaviti trokut iza auta, sve po zakonu, tada je pokupio i nju i auto pijani Bugarski vozač hladnjače. Tragedija. Bilo mi je jako teško radi Bose. Bila je dobra prema meni. A ti Đoni kada si joj konačno otišao na grob?" Grč u želucu se polako pojačavao. "Pet godina kasnije sam bio poslovno u Hamburgu. Nazvao sam Petru. Ispričala mi je da se, nakon Bosine smrti, udala za nekog Jurgena i da ima dijete ali da će me odvesti na groblje. Vidjeli smo se, došla je sa curicom i otišli smo zajedno na Bosin grob. Zapalio sam svijeću i pomolio se. Otišli smo nakon toga svi zajedno u restoran u blizini i popili piće. Činilo se da je Petra sretna, a mala je bila lijepo napredno dijete oko tri godine." Smiješak na Goginom licu se malo pojačao. "Đoni ti nemaš djece kao ni ja, kako sam saznala." Klimnuh glavom. "Ni meni to nije išlo." Gledala me i vrtila čašu u rukama. "Đoni curica nije bila napredna za "oko tri godine" već normalno dijete za malo više od četiri godine." Osjetio sam slabost u rukama. Gledao sam je oštro. Smiješeći se vrtila je čašu među prstima. Osjećao sam da mi je glas hladan. "Goga što misliš reći. Ne zajebavaj se sa tim. Reci što si mislila reći!" Smiješila se gledajući me u oči. "Znaš, jesi li koristio kontracepciju sa Bosom i Petrom?" Zbunjeno sam odmahnuo glavom. "Ne mislio sam da one vode računa." Smijala se. "O pametni bez grješni Đoni je pretpostavio da lezbijke koriste kontracepciju. Čim ugledaju jedna drugu vrisnu "neću bez kontracepcije napravit ćeš mi bebača". Budalo." Smijala se iskreno. Meni nije bilo do smijeha. Polako je otpila još jedan gutljaj iz čaše. "Đoni, Petra je rodila devet mjeseci od tvog posjeta. Bile su presretne. Možda im je samo malo smetalo što se ne javljaš. Željele su to dijete, samo su se malo zaljepile pa su željele i da se vratiš. U biti dobro si im poslužio, bile su u vezi i dobile su dijete. Nesreća sa Bosom se dogodila mjesec i pol nakon rođenja. Petra je naljetela na tog Jurgena u novoj kompaniji gdje se zaposlila kao programer. Jurgen (Jirgen) je bio peder, peško, pederčina od četrdeset i pet godina ali je želio promaknuće na mjesto menadžera, a to nije išlo ako je pederčina. Brzo su sklopili dogovor. Vjenčali su se, Jurgen je priznao dijete i bio je čovjek po standardima. Dobio je promaknuće. Kada si bio u posjetu Bosinom grobu devedesete, bili su već deset mjeseci razvedeni." Smijala se iskreno se smijala. Osjećao sam slabost. "I gdje je sada Petra?" "U istom stanu gdje si je i ostavio, samo je "napredna mala" već malo odrasla i otišla svojim putem." Mutilo mi se u glavi. "Goga ne lupetaj, kako to sve znaš? Što si, vidovita? Nisu te voljele i niste bile u kontaktu, pa ne možeš to znati." Pogledala me nadmoćno. "Preko Suzi šećeru, od kada je Škot otišao bila sam više puta sa Suzi. Nikada me ona niti njene frendice nisu zanimale za vezu ili zajednički život ali za zabavu su dobre, doista dobre. Đoni Mirjana kaže da nemaš djece, šećeru imaš već dvadeset i kusur godina, samo ne znaš." Smijala se dok je zatvarala vrata iza mene. Smijala se iskreno. Polako sam hodao ka parkingu. Zaustavio sam se pored kioska i kupio cigarete. Dovukao sam se do crkve. Sjeo sam na jedan kamen u uređenom crkvenom dvorištu i zapalio cigaretu. Trebalo mi je par minuta da registriram glazbu i pjevanje koji su dopirali iza crkvenih vrata. Sjetih se da su u tijeku "Dani katoličke mladeži". Poslušao sam pažljivije. Iza vrata se sada jasno čuo "Glori aleluja" refren "za život nam snage daj" nakon toga glori aleluja. Polako sam počeo njihati glavom u ritmu pjesme. Ugasio sam cigaretu petom čizme. Posegnuo sam u gornji džep jakne i izvadio ključ i vizitku, malo sam ih gledao i vratio u džep. Posegnuo sam za mobitelom. Lidija je ionako bila na godišnjem od idućeg tjedna, a ja ću ostatak svog bez problema problema dobiti telefonski. Pjesma iza crkvenih vrata je utihnula. Lidija se javila nakon trećeg signala. "Halo dolaziš konačno na ručak?" Počekao sam par sekundi. "Ne, uzmi kacigu i jaknu dolazim po tebe i idemo na put." "Đoni ponovo si se napasao ludih gljiva. Kada, gdje i zašto?" "Sada, u Hamburg, da pokupimo jedan motor i da porazgovaram sa jednom ženom, a uz put ću ti ispričati priču, možda ti se priča svidi, možda ne ali to je drugo zašto." "Nismo spakirali opremu za put." "Kupit ćemo uz put što nam treba, samo isključi sve i čekaj me na cesti." Prekinuo sam vezu. Dok sam kretao prema motoru iza crkvenih vrata je počela nova pjesma "Braćo moja radujmo se Bog je tu". KRAJ KAKO SAM OBEĆAO BORISU NA DRUŽENJU U GOSPIĆU PRIČA POSTANA DO KRAJA :D ‚e vala svaka čast tebi a posebno Borisu, jer da ne bi njega čekao bi se ovaj kraj još dugo, dugo, dug du d... :h :h :h :h :h odlično Đoni baš mi je leglo :aplauz: čim se pojavi u štampanom izdanju poručujem primjerak za sebe da pročitam sve odjednom sa uživanjem. nastavi maestro u ovom pravcu, stil ne mijenjaj, a motor bi mogao.... npr versys :evil: :occasion: :occasion: :occasion: :occasion: :occasion: ‚e vala svaka čast tebi a posebno Borisu, jer da ne bi njega čekao bi se ovaj kraj još dugo, dugo, dug du d... :h :h :h :h :h odlično Đoni baš mi je leglo :aplauz: čim se pojavi u štampanom izdanju poručujem primjerak za sebe da pročitam sve odjednom sa uživanjem. nastavi maestro u ovom pravcu, stil ne mijenjaj, a motor bi mogao.... npr versys :evil: :occasion: :occasion: :occasion: :occasion: :occasion: Hvala Gastro. Znaš volio bih čuti i koju kritiku od srca, to pomaže da se čovjek poboljša u onome što radi. Prije cca 1,5 god. je već postana cijela priča na motori.hr, a Boris je rekao da ne ide tamo iz nekih principijelnih razloga ali da bi volio pročitati cijelu priču, pa nakon dobrog druženja cuge i janjocida (umalo pa ratni zloćin protiv janjaca) eto. Boris mi je kao i vi ostali ostavio super dojam pa .. želim zahvaliti i Panti na dobrom dočeku i gostoprimstvu. Tiskanog izdanja neće biti, već prije više od cca 2 godine javio se jedan agent za tisak (kada je prvi dio bio na motori.hr) i ponudio tisak ali uz uvijete "pišeš po rokovima, imamo pravo zahtijevati izmjenu sadržaja/kraja priče i slično" odhebal sam to. Pišem iz zabave (zato ide sporo) i pišem što želim, bez što naruče. Slobodan sam od parazita. Boris mislim još nije skužio da je po njegovoj želji :D Sto reci... sigurno da nijesam validan za ozbiljnu literarnu kritiku, jednostavno sam kao prosjecni citalac odusevljen i to ne krijem, volio bih jos puno stiva na ovu temu :thumbleft: Ocigledno da ni ja nijesam redovan na hr motori kao ovdje :D Zao mi je da nece biti na papiru, ali razumijem razloge i podrzavam. ps da si upoznao Borisa, mene i Tifijevo vino u petak, ostavili bi jos bolji utisak :angel: :D ps da si upoznao Borisa, mene i Tifijevo vino u petak, ostavili bi jos bolji utisak :angel: :D Pa zakasnio sam na prave događaje :D ali i u subotu je bilo super i opušteno, idealne teme za smiriti živce nakon sj .. ebanog radnog tjedna, motori druženje putovanja. Upozorio sam Borisa da ću malo više pričati na te teme ako da povoda budući da mi cijeli tjedan bio sj..eban na poslu paa se našli :D. Žao mi što nisam kušao Tifijevo vino ali ima godina :D Evo , konačno uspio pročitat priču.....(radi boljeg doživljaja od početka ) što reči ????? lijepo ! nije to neki vrhunski literarni uradak , ali je jedna lijepo i tečno ispričana priča o mladosti mnogih od nas.....mene osobno podsjetila na neke slične događaje iz mojih mladih dana ....i dala mi povoda da malo razmislim o tim vremenima....a to i je bit svake dobre priče , da ostavi traga na čitatelja ! nastavi dalje pisati ,čitatelja buš sigurno imal ! A što se tiče petka .....bilo je tekuči zajebano....kaj misliš zašto sam u subotu pil mineralnu ????? drugi put buš nam pomogel , nadam se ....a do tada želim svima puno ugodnih kilometri !