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Tiny Products - HentaiHunter1 - Shrink Master - Posts: 439 - Joined: Thu Jul 23, 2020 4:44 am - Gender: - Contact: Tiny Products Chapter 1 Cheers to Wares M/Multiple f Sexual touching m,m/f Forced Submissive Sex B/f vore *2 Kira Kira was delighted chatting with Mandy through the roar of the other girls on the bus. They were on their way for a weekend competition. The twenty nine members of the JV squad with nine of the lady chaperones. Every girl was so excited for this weekend. If they aced this challenge they would be on to state. Ahead of them were all twenty eight the Varsity team and eight other chaperones. And they followed the bus with the guys from both teams and the men chaperones. This was going to be the best Kira thought. Kira wondered what dealers would be at the arena as Mandy talked about the cute guy she had met at the mall last weekend. Music filled the spaces between the rumble of background conversations. Life couldn't get better than this. Suddenly the air exploded by Mrs. Stain screaming, "Where did the other bus go?" Kira strained to look out the front window around the looking girls before her. Kira didn't know what the team mom was talking about, there was a bus far up the highway from them. But then she only saw one. The woman's daughter Vivian suddenly explained what was the cause of the panic, "It just disappeared. A burst of reddish light and it just disappeared." Kira was wondering if the mother and daughter were just trying to prank them. As she turned her head to see if maybe the other bus was just beside them when a reddish haze coated over the window. Kira jerked hard in her seat as the bus braked hard. The wheels screamed as they bounced along the road attempting to stop. Startled screams of women and girls filled the yellow metal tube. Kira looked about to see if anyone was hurt. Startled and dazed but no one looked to be injured. Then she saw they were no longer on the highway. A bright light of some kind shined off a black floor of some kind. The light also shimmered on giant thick glass walls a short walk away. Right before them was the varsity team's bus. Panicked faces looked about from their windows. Their door was open and a couple chaperones were cautiously exploring just outside their bus. Miss. Pierrot Kira watched Miss. Pierrot caught her breath at the sight of their bus suddenly arriving wherever here was. She said something to the other brave explorers then started towards Kira's bus. She didn't make it, however. A couple steps and then a giant hand dropped over her and clawed fingers wrapped her body and lifted her up towards the glaring light. Many of the other girls leaped to the windows looking up trying to see what happened to the young teacher. Then the bright light dimmed and there stood a strange giant man. His thick rimmed glasses framed dark eyes. He was clearly aware of his balding head as he had his hair trimmed nearly to his skin. His jaw line was marked with a thin strip of hair that attached into a goatee beard. Center of that beard was a gleeful smile. In one of his hands was Miss. Pierrot with her arms forcefully pulled back. The other massive hand was fondling her pushed out breasts. Penny Suddenly Kira seen Mrs. Gates walking confidently from the varsity team bus towards the glass pulling her daughter Penny, one of the varsity team's assistant captains, behind her. Once she reached the clear wall the chubby cheer mom yelled up in a happy tone, "See, just like we told you. More than the nickel and dime catches you've been living off. Now turn Penny and I back." The strange giant lowered Miss. Pierrot back into the glass cage. Released she staggered to get her balance. A distant thunder like rumble carried his words, "There sure is all kinds of pretty products to offer my clients. As for changing you back, well plans have changed." The hand that was once holding the young teacher now moved terrifyingly fast and scooped Penny from her mother's side. Mrs. Gates screamed up at the giant in a very Karen-like tone, "What? No you promised. I place the tracking devices on the buses and we'd get a percentage of the sales of these girls." Kira watched as the hand holding Penny coiled tight, restraining the older teen's limbs. The Giant looked amused at Mrs. Gates' demands. As he carefully plucked the shoes off Penny's feet and let them fall into the tank he taunted the rotund woman, "No I promised you husband a percentage. Then while you and this lovely product was on your way to the buses we renegotiated." His massive hand opened slightly and his other hand reached up and began rolling Penny's tight yoga pants down her long toned legs. "Seems for the cost of just one of the girls I got to keep the two of you. That sick bastard wanted his own daughter. But I talked him out of that incest idea. Though for a lower percentage he can now bid for products so he might have some daddy daughter time after all." He let fall Penny's pants, panties, and socks. All seemingly taken off as he peeled the stretchy pants off the pig tailed brunette. Mrs. Gates whimpered loudly, "No, no stop that. Let me talk to Derrick, I need to talk to Derrick!" The Giant was very carefully lifting Penny's glasses off her face as he boomed in a mocking tone, "Product shouldn't talk unless I or their owners give them permission." He placed the glasses before the tank like a warning to all the girls. The towering man was now going after Penny's tank top. The senior looked too terrified to resist. Her mother however was bolder, "You can't sell me! Do you know who I am." The giant reached down and literally poked the taken tank top into the chubby woman's chest. Knocking her onto her ass. As he flipped the woman's daughter in his palm and started after her last piece of clothing. He taunted the knocked over woman, "You are right. You will be hard to sell all bubblery like that. But I have clients that like a little meat on their tinies bones. So you will get sold or at least dealt with." Then he dropped Penny's bra onto Mrs. Gates' head as he twisted the knife, "And yes I know who you were. Your Product Gates 2, mine to sell." He held Penny at his eye level as he spoke out, "As for this nubile new product." But it wasn't the hand holding Penny Kira was watching. No, it was the other one. The hand undoing his belt. The crowd in the bus reacted, some gasped, others screeked. But all knew what that large mass was in his white underwear was. Rumbling worried sounds began around and from Kira as they all watched Penny be lowered. The Elastic barrier of his tight underwear opened and the pig tailed older teen screamed in terror. She vanished behind the white material. Then his hand came out empty and the band was closed. The thick mass now held Penny's pinned fit body outlined in the white material. The Giant fastened the top of his pants and did up his fly. As he buckled his belt he shivered and happily hummed, "Oh, I can advertise her as timid but attentive." Mrs. Gates' looked to be trying to speak. Kira could clearly see her mouth moving. The giant plucked her from the tank noting, "Better cage you separately. Once they were alone with you, knowing you sold them to me. Well, I would be down a product huh." The giant left Kira's sight. The chaperones from the first bus that had started exploring ran back into the shelter of the metal vehicle. Many phones lit up as chaperones and team members held hope to call for help. Then Kira watched as those phones were lifted and waved about looking for a usable signal. That failing, the girls in her bus began begging their own chaperones for answers. For protection. For promises not to be placed in the giant's underwear and wrapped to his colossal penis. And the chaperones had no way to answer as they too wanted those things. Kira saw that the giant was coming back. From how he walked Penny was still trapped in that fabric chamber. From his happy expression she was worshiping at the altar of his pleasure. Kira couldn't blame her. He could easily crush one of them in his hand. To make him happy was the only safe route. He looked down at them in their bright yellow shelters. "OK products, out of the buses. Time to examine what I caught this time." No one left the buses. All trembled hoping the metal with its small openings would keep those massive hands from coiling around them. Kira, and likely others, knew that they couldn't stay in the buses. Food and other needs would make them need to leave. And the only source for that had Penny Gates in his underwear. Yet the idea of volunteering into his grip was impossible to accept for any of them. He looked to be enjoying their fear of him. A big smile formed across that billboard sized face. His tone was gleeful as he taunted, "If you don't come out I'll have to open them up and get you." Still no one exited the buses. Kira watched his arm reach down and felt the ground rumble softly. From the looks of it he had a drawer there that he was getting something from. She felt the ground tremble again and a clunk of the drawer closing tight. Then his hand lifted and she and the girls started at the shiny bladed object. To Kira it was clear it was a normal human tool. Yet at her new size it was like some horrible torture device or in his massive hand, a vicious tiny axe. A large round blade on one side with a straight poking blade pointing from the other side. Kira just couldn't figure out what it could be for. Then the hand holding it rose up and shot down atop of the other bus. The screams of terror from the other bus chilled her to her bones. His hand grabbed the front of that bus. The hand holding the scary bladed thing shifted and started rocking up and down. The inhabitants of that bus just kept screaming. Then Kira suddenly realized it was simply just a strange can opener. Each pump of the colossus' arm cut open the other bus's roof bit by bit. Kira watched him cut along the varsity team's bus roof. Then he lifted the device and placed it on the other side of the holding glass. He reached down and peeled the metal roof open. Then his hand reached into the bus and lifted two girls out and placed them before him in the tank like a tribute to himself. He reached in again and scooped a couple more girls out like it was a bowl of popcorn. There was nowhere for the girls in the bus to hide from the giant. And with the roof off there was no point in running back in to hide. He was clearly targeting the cheer members first. Snaring the odd chaperone with a girl. Soon the giant had even the lady watchers piled with the varsity team. Then he reached in one last time and pulled the driver out. He grabbed a container and placed the man segregated from the teens and women. He leaned down and examined the cowering varsity team. He was clearly happy with that half of his catch as he smiled broadly. Kira could reason he was imaging them naked and helpless in his hands or other places. Then his head turned and Kira felt like he was directly looking at her. His thundering chuckle was followed by him asking cruelly, "Do I have to cut you products out to or are you smarter than that?" Kira looked at the other girls on the bus and faces were looking back at her and others looking for a miracle answer to what to do. Then Jeania whimpered, "What difference does it make? If we go out he might be nicer to us." Then she looked at the driver to open the door. He looked at Miss. Baker and she just shrugged. He opened the door and Kira filed out with all the others. He smiled at them as they filtered out of the bus. He waved them over to the varsity team and their chaperones. Then his hand shot over them and they all screamed. He nabbed their bus driver and placed him in the plastic container. Then his leering eyes scanned each of them. Admiring their every curve and inch of skin. Several of them wore jeans and tees. But many, including Kira, were wearing more revealing clothes. She was wearing sports shorts and a tank top. But there was a variety of yoga pants and several skirts. He hummed in a disturbingly happy way. He liked their different limited and displaying outfits. Then he spoke at them, "This is fairly simple. I am going to sell most of you products. Many a supporter bidding on you want pretty pets. Mostly to enjoy like I'm savoring Product Gates in my pants. Some even like to pamper or spoil their little erotic pets. Now, a limited few are a little more cruel." He paused. Allowing their minds to come up with what he might mean by a little more cruel. Kira suddenly was imagining herself on a plate restrained and reclined on a bed of rice. Some sort of sauce covering her body and a shadowed giant holding a fork and knife over her. "Now before I can sell you I will need to get a feel for what types of pets you'll be. The high end products over the cheaper options. So I'll be picking through you all and sampling a good bunch of you. Others, like you chubby mothers and fugly girls will go on the auction blocks right away to wet my supporters' interests." He happily explained. He pulled out another plastic tub. He openly laughed as he grabbed the chaperones and girls he didn't personally find appealing. Then he grabbed another tub and started nabbing the remaining chaperones. Followed by the varsity team then Kira and her team. Then he lifted the chaperones tub and held it over the one Kira was in. Everyone on the JV team including Kira screamed as he slowly lowered it down towards them. It turned out these tubs were designed to stack and just trapped them under the chaperones. The varsity squad were lifted and a thump told Kira they were on top of the chaperones. He tipped the container holding the drivers and dumped them back out. As they staggered to their feet he ordered, "Go into the first bus and starting at the back bring out every bag, purse, or whatever and line them up beside it. Once you two have the first bus empty, start on the second." The two drivers started slowly towards the bus with the roof peeled open. They kept looking back at the giant like they expected him to squish them at any moment. Then the giant's voice boomed suddenly, "Hurry up. Work faster because your life depends on it." And the two men bolted as fast as their out of shape middle aged bodies would carry them. Kira watched as the giant then got up and went somewhere. The men worked with haste even without his direct presence. The giant returned with a table near the tank they were caught in. The drivers finished the first bus and were starting on the second. Kira watched as he reached into the tub at the top. Suddenly he was placing Jenna Murphy by the line of bags. The varsity Cheer Captain and frankly cheer Queen of the school now cowered under the giant's view. She was trembling so hard her purple dyed pigtails waved about and even her short little light skirt bounced. She yelped like a wounded dog as the giant requested, "Last name product?" "Mur, mur, Murphy." The usually arrogant and egotistical head cheerleader responded. "Product Murphy, get you bags." Was his response. "Yes sir." she whimpered and rushed over with a girlishly run. Once she had her bags he scooped her up and placed her back in the top tub with the command, "Hang on to your bags so I know I grabbed you already." If Jenna replied Kira didn't hear it. Other girls from the varsity team followed. Donna, Tabitha, Maria. All the same treatment, last name, go grab your bags, now hang on to them. Each time he typed something onto his tablet. It was more than just their last names. Kira guessed it was a basic description, a way to keep track of what he saw as sale items. Then he dumped out Christy Albright, Jenna's other assistant captain. "Last name product?" was demanded as usual. "Albright." She nervously replied. A new question came from the giant, "What is your first name?" Christy looked confused. "Christine." She answered. "Do you go by Christy?" the giant inquired. "Yes sir." the usually snide blonde whimpered. "Get your bags." The giant commanded. She grabbed her bags and walked back over. The giant's hand eclipsed the active blonde and placed her in her own little tub. The giant pulled out his phone and made a call. Nearly all the girls on the JV team pulled out their cell phones hoping if he had service they would too. But it was not to be. "Hello Derrick, how are you?" the giant asked whoever he called. "Yeah, she was indigent like you said she would be. Her, do you really want me to answer that?" he continued his side of the conversation. The giant laughed then asked, "You home?" A second later he added, "I have the package part of your payment all ready to be delivered. Real lovely little thing I can see why you wanted it." A moment after that he advised, "I don't need to know that, I can imagine all the games you have planned for the product." He paused then answered, "Yes, yes, I'll let you know when she's on auction. Though she is lovely and frankly, a smart product. She'll go for top dollar I just know it." "OK, it'll be on your back porch in about five minutes. Talk to you again soon." The giant added then hung up. He walked out of sight, taking the small tub with Christy in it as he did. He returned without Christy and started again with the name, grab bags, hold bags routine. He filled through the senior team and started on the cheer mothers and couches. Same pattern. Vice Principal Mitten looked at him and requested, "And what if I don't tell you?" His hand encased her and flexed. Ms. Mitten groined in pain as he spoke over her sounds of major discomfort, "You want to know what I do to uncooperative or unselling product, fine." She was placed back in the chaperone tub and then he lifted both tubs and placed them on top of the varsity team's container. He lifted all three tubs and all inhabitants with ease. They were taken into another room. Past what looked like the animal cages from a lab. Instead of bars or metal doors they were gated by a clear plastic or glass door. Inside looked like a prison cell with two separate beds. Then they were set on a desk beside a tank with a bright light and a large branch over a big stone and some sand. Gabby screeched and Kira turned to see what had caused her busty friend to react so. There in the tank on the desk, crawling over the log like a monster from some old B horror movie was some sort of lizard. Its comparative size made it terrifying. It looked to be looking at them and opened its mouth slightly. "Sorry Bruce, these lovelies are products, not good boy snacks. But they want to see what happens to those that cause me annoyance." The giant told the dragon. He pulled open a deep drawer and pulled out a naked Caucasian woman. She was skinny as a rail with dirty blonde hair that was all messy and her face wasn't inviting. Her voice was heavily Eastern European accented as she pleaded, "Please no, I sell this time. Please no." "Sush, I never thought you would sell. Bruce likes live treats. But if I can make a buck or two I can always get more treats for him later." The giant mockingly informed the squirming pinkish thing in his fingers. He dropped the woman into the tank at a corner. She screamed and started to run, to where Kira couldn't tell. Maybe the cruel giant had a safe spot in that tank that if they made it to, they got to live. If that was the case it didn't matter for this woman. Her outburst caught the ears of the dragon she was trapped with. It tilted its head and skittered over open mouthed. It looked horribly gleeful to have an inches tall naked woman trapped in its tank. She was just panic scaling the large chunk of wood when the beast stopped and turned its head. A pink bolt shot from its mouth and recoiled with the woman's back stuck to the tongue's end. The woman's torso and head was in the monster's mouth while her limbs dangled past its lips. She was frantically squirming. Arms and legs waving and kicking hard attempting to escape the mouth holding her. The Lizard snapped its jaw and only the legs and forearms were out. She was still struggling, but much of her fight was snapped out of her limbs. Another snap and only her calves dangled in view. She was still alive as they weakly kicked. That mattered little to the lizard as it tilted its head slightly up. A third snap and a clear swallow made those calves disappear. It was the most disturbing sight Kira had ever seen. Worse, that woman was still alive when she was swallowed. Taken into the dark wet and down into a pocket of acid and painful death. None of them could escape that thing if placed in with it. It was just too large and fast. The giant smiled happily, "Good treat Bruce? Good treat?" he gleefully asked the lizard. And it almost looked like the lizard answered as it danced a circle in seeming delight. The giant then looked at them all and asked, "Any other questions of what can happen to you if you don't behave? Look I'm a busy guy to night labeling and caging all you product, I don't have time for stupid ones. You all got that?" No one answered. The woman devoured alive before them had taken any thoughts of resistance that might have been forming in their minds. And the thought that a question might annoy him just made them swallow those too. They were carried back to finish getting their bags. Kira was the second of the JV team to go through the process. She hurried to get her things, she would not annoy that horrible giant. About the seventh girl he pulled was little Melissia. After she said her last name of Lewis he added a new question, "Any relation to the other Product Lewis?" "She's my mother." the slender brunette answered honestly about her very busty mother. He almost looked to savor that answer like a sweet treat, "Hmm, mother daughter product. That combo will attract a lot of bids." Fear seemed to bring confessions to Melissa's lips as she openly told him, "My sister is also on my squad, she's in there too." He stroked her little head as he sighed in delight. He wondered openly as he gently lifted her from the tank floor, "What a great idea this was. I wonder what other familiar connections I caught." He was happy to discover two more lovely mother daughter pairings as well as the Banks twins. He looked like he was almost drooling at his luck. The expression made Kira worry for Penny in his pants. That aroused expression likely meant she was in a hard spot. Finished he sighed at the remaining bags. He shook his head as he chastised himself, "I really should have gotten the fuglies to get their bags first then the pretty product. Just going to be longer before you can have your own fun now." He got up and went for the first container. He was openly less gentle with what he considered lesser products. It had to be his personal preferences that made them lesser in his mind as Kira thought a few of the picked out girls looked attractive on one level or another. When he finished he looked at the two men, "Do you have your bags?" "Yes sir." they answer, grabbing them and holding them close. "Then why are there still so bags?" he asked. Then he snickered saying afterward, "Oh right." He undid his pants and pulled Penny out. She shined with sweat and panted hard. Kira wondered if she had been actively wiggling along his giant manhood this whole time. "Grab your bags Product Gates." Penny didn't like being naked before everyone like this. Especially not the two middle aged men bus drivers. But she gathered her things and the clothes stripped from her. She looked relieved as he lifted the two tubs to place her in with her team. Finished he sighed then a cruel smile filled his face. "You two lads did such a great job. You deserve a reward." He reached into the Chaperone tub. He took and scattered Vice Principal Mitten's bags. Then pulled her out and dumped her before the two drivers. "There you go fellows, have at her." The two drivers looked at each other. They were good men as the driver of their bus replied nervously, "We can't do that, that's just wrong." "Well if you don't want to I know my good friend Bruce will enjoy some time with her instead." The giant happily advised. Ms. Mitten raced over to the men and fell upon her knees and begged loudly, "Please, take me! Don't let him place me in with that monster!" The two men looked confused. But knowing what time with Bruce meant for her, the usually uptight Vice Principal was desperately undoing the first man's belt. "Be messy with her lad. If she's not dripping with your leavings when your done she'll regret getting mouthy with me earlier." The giant tauntingly commanded. Kira watched the former authority figure manage to open the confused driver's pants and pull them down exposing his penis. It wasn't hard, yet Ms. Mitten still moved her mouth towards it. Scooping the tip in with her lips then started working her neck to get him aroused. As she did that her hands reached back and undid her own pants. Pushing them and her panties down and exposing her buttocks to everyone. The second driver looked up at the giant then to the tight round rump bouncing beside him. Seems he was a little more accepting of his forced duties as he undid his pants and quickly probed his hardened penis towards the Vice Principal's privates. It looked to be a little effort for him to penetrate Ms. Mitten, but once he did he took to work taking her clothes off as he humped at her. Kira noticed the first driver clearly wasn't as accepting of his duties and despite Ms. Mitten's oral attention wasn't getting as hard as the one taking her from behind. Maybe it was the forced nature of the interaction. Maybe it was the stack groups of ladies and girls watching the performance. Possible he had decided he was gay and didn't like women. His penis was alert but floppy. Rolling and curving over Ms. Mitten's face as she sucked on his testicles or kissed at the base of his manhood. Whatever the reason it didn't stop him from cumming. As he did the woman pointed the tip at her face and just allowed the semen to spatter on all over it. As if knowing that was too easy to be finished with that driver, her tongue twirled at his tip. Then she sucked his manhood back into her mouth. Kira could tell that man was now more interested in the pretty athletically slim woman with short dark brown hair suckling his penis. Maybe his semen shining on that usually stern but pretty face gave him a rush. It didn't matter, the back driver pulled her to sit back in his lap as his belly jiggled and he gasped for breath. The front driver grabbed two handfuls of Ms. Mitten's hair and just started thrusting his manhood deep into her mouth. She knew she had to take this to avoid a worse fate and just let her neck go loose as her hips attempted to work her womanhood along the back driver's hardened penis. This hip action on Ms. Mitten's part seemed to feel good for the middle aged out of shape man whose penis was in her womanhood. Kira could see his expression getting more and more delighted. Then he yelled out, "Move back Hank!" The drive at the Vice Principal's face didn't move so much as fell back to one knee. His new position put Ms. Mitten on all fours and straightened her neck. The front driver took advantage of this position to thrust even harder. Kira could see with each thrust in a bulge form at the top of Ms. Mitten's neck. The former authority figure looked to get horrible discomfort from her throat being penetrated but fought not to react to it as this could mean being eaten alive. The driver behind Ms. Mitten rose when his partner shifted down and back. His fingers made deep grooves into the skin on the hips of the dark haired woman's fit body. Each hard thrust made her firm buttocks jiggle as his large gut more rolled from the action. Then he pulled out and sprayed his semen on her soft peach shaded bum cheeks. He fell onto his large buttocks and gasped like a fish out of water. "That's enough of a show for you product." The giant snickered as he lifted the stacked tubs. Leaving Ms. Mitten in with the two drivers while the tub of the girls he didn't find appealing was trapped continuing to experience their authority figure being sexed at both ends before them. He walked them back into that horrible room with that monster lizard. It looked to be sleeping happily along the large branch in its tank. He placed them on a little cart like someone would have in their kitchen. He placed the three containers across its top then he looked down and advised, "Lets see who should go with who?" He started loading them into cages. Starting with family connected members. Peyton and her mother. The Banks twins. Vivian and her mother. Amy and Melissa were separated from their mother as he looked to be aiming for only two per cage. Mrs. Lewis was placed in a cage by herself for now. Family members shorted out, he started pairing up members from the same tub starting with the chaperones. How he sorted them was only in his mind. Mrs. Baker with Miss. Conrad. Teachers, Cash and Pierrot in together. Nurse Marou with Couch Freeman. Then he stopped leaving Couch Crabtree and Ms. Flower waiting scared and confused. He then started in on the varsity team. Both Emmas that looked so much alike. Latinas Marie and Amanda. Blondes Tabatha and Tanya. Brunette athletic Connie and Sammy. The girly girl brunettes Torrie and Carrie. Cheer captain Jenna and her second Penny. The brunette grade boosters for the varsity team Lori and Mela. The shy awkward Beatrice with team whore Sheila. Then with five trembling before him his attention shifted. Kira's heart stopped as he started looking over the team and her appraisingly. Then his hand came in after them. First he paired Sasha and Kylie, the only two African Americans on the teams, together. Then the four Asians in the tub with Aoi going with Kyoko and Ayane matched with little Zin. Then that massive hand came for Kira. Into a cell she was shoved soon to be followed by Jeania Rodrigues, he had paired her with the only other Latina on the JV team. Kira didn't have anything against Jeania, they just never really interacted. Kira would have preferred Mandy or Gabby. They both looked at each other and shrugged and got up to watch him finish shorting their friends and others. Little blondes Cari and Rosey. Redhead jokers Rachel and Aideen. Brunette mini gossipers Lois and Katie Marie. Swim team members Cyder and Eliza. Bookish Abigail with boy shy Hannah. Then he stopped keeping teams apart. First he paired Couch Crabtree with varsity team member Carla. Which if rumors at school were correct was a pairing already. The busty brunette Gabby with the similarly shaped Donna from the varsity team. Seeming shorting the last five at random, Mai Shan and Serina of the varsity team and Miss Flower with the last varsity team member to make his cut Carol. This left poor Heidi alone. He pinched just under her arms and lifted the poor strawberry blonde up to his face level. She was clearly terrified. His other hand rose and stroked across her prominent breasts. "My my what a poor little thing all by yourself." he teased. She had picked out a frilled black skirt with a white band just up off its helm that hung to just above her knees and a complementing light purple shirt that was a touch lower cut then her usual fair. The near matching socks cover to just below her knees. It was clear she was regretting showing so much skin and shape before this perverted giant. As he just held her there his other hand wrapped fingers around one over her legs as was admiring it intimately. "Can't have you lonely pretty product. Here, you can come with me as I take photos of the drivers and those fugly bitches." he taunted as he closed their cage doors and walked away. He came back Heidi was somehow harnessed to a chain he was now wearing. She dangled like a terrified pendant. In some cheap kitchen tongs was Ms. Mitten. Naked, her face, buttocks and groin looked wet. Likely from the two bus drivers being messy as that horrible giant commanded. Kira guessed from the angle she was placed in with Mrs. Lewis. Literally he threw the Vice Principal's bags in the cage with her. He stacked the empty tubs together and slipped them under the cart. He moved the cart to the desk near the giant lizard and then left again. When he returned he had two tubs. The two very tired looking drivers and the ones he labeled as fugly products. He set them on the cart and then started setting up a couple ring lights. Adjusting their output to his liking. He then put some hardcover books on the desk in a staggered stair like pile. Then he pulled open a drawer. From the other side he pulled out a fancy camera and mini tripod and placed them before the posed books. Then adjusted the lights again. He unhooked Heidi and placed her before the camera. He was speaking and Kira suddenly realized their cage was sound proof. "I wonder why he made these sound proof?" Jeania asked, making Kira jump. She had practically forgotten about her roommate by force despite her literally standing next to her since that giant closed the door on them. "Do you think their air tight?" Kira worried. "No, hear that, there is a fan. Likely in the back. It's circulating the air for us. That horrible gigantic man thought this through." Jeania said in a creepy almost admiring tone. Kira just had to respond, but all she could think to say was, "I guess he needs to keep his products fresh." Jeania looked at her and gave a sigh and shrug. "It is the practical thing. Just wish we were not what he intended to sell." Kira agreed. Her attention back to the giant. He was clearly satisfied with his adjustments and test photos of Heidi. He started with the drivers. He clearly hadn't let them redress after their interactions with Ms. Mitten. He dropped the one that had been using the woman's mouth on the desk. Kira could see him saying commands. The man posed as the giant took picks with the camera. Every so often the giant would hand Heidi an object, a pencil or something similarly light small object. Well, small to the giant, heavy for the forced models. Heidi would drag them over to the naked man and the man would have to pose with them showing his new size. Once the giant was done with taking photos with that prop, Heidi would then drag back whatever they were held before. The giant clearly didn't like dealing with shrunk men nearly as much as tiny women. He looked relieved to be done with them and rewarded them with their clothes back and their own cage across the room. He pulled out Mrs. Goguen, Carla's mother. The angry faced woman hadn't passed his approval. He said something and it looked like Mrs. Goguen snapped back at him. His mouth moved again and she clearly screamed at him. His hand shot out and the woman flew back and was sprawled across the set up book spines. He allowed the woman to stand as he dropped her bags before Heidi. He said something to her and the strawberry blonde quickly opened Mrs. Goguen's bags and started pulling out clothes. Clearly looking for something the giant wasn't finding. Mrs. Goguen stood and staggered a bit. He said something again and she took an angry pose and said something back. Likely yelling it. The giant said something to Heidi. Then like lightning his hand shot out. The angry woman squirmed in his fist. He pulled out scissors from the drawer and cut her clothes off. As he did he shook his head, looking like he was mumbling to himself. He had a slight smile like this interaction was amusing. Mrs. Goguen naked he stood and walked over towards that lizard's cage. Heidi turned away and covered her head. Kira couldn't manage to do that. She watched as a woman that had been on every trip since Kira made it onto the JV team got dangled over the tank with the beast in it. If it realized it had another treat coming it didn't react. Even at this distance Kira could see the naked woman land in the soft sand. She looked about then saw what appeared to be a giant sleeping lizard. The giant just closed the lid and stepped back folding his arms. A cruel smile curled his lips. Then she noticed the lizard's snot twitching more and more. Then like something from a cartoon it bolted upright. Mrs. Goguen ran to the far corner, turning to watch what the monster she was trapped with would do. It bolted over between her and the log. Tilting its head, making it look like it was cruelly smiling at her. She ran along the glass away from it. But it followed, basically trotting along like it was happily playing with her. The woman quickly doubled back. The lizard twirled in a circle before giving chase. Making the giant openly laugh. She reached the corner and looked to be trying to make it to the bushy area at the end of the log. At this point the lizard stopped chasing. If it had been playing or just following some strange hunting instinct wasn't clear. What was was that it didn't like tiny women near it's lounging branch. It lowered it's head and bolted scary fast. Sliding in the sand when it stopped and raised its head. Pink bolted from it's open mouth. It caught Mrs. Goguen's calf and the woman was now held by her legs in the lizard's mouth. With a up jerk motion and a snap of his jaws Mrs. Goguen was suddenly breast deep into that maw. Kira could see the pain on her face when that harden lizard lip landed on her back. She recovered and was desperately attempting to pull free. The jaw snapped again. A single hand extended out grabbing desperately at the air. Another snap and Kira watched a mound slide down the lizard's throat. Tears slipped down her cheek as the giant walked back to the desk laughing and shaking his head. He sat and pointed at the lizard tank as he said something to the girls and ladies trapped in the tub on the cart. He finished explaining something then turned in his chair. Grabbing Heidi he pinned her to the top of the desk and began fondling her with one hand. Pushing her top up and her bra down to molest her ample breasts as he clearly waited for something. Jeania scared Kira again. Not by speaking, Kira was well ready for that. It was the words, the tone even. Like she was turned on by that terrible giant's actions. "He's just so big and powerful. Like unto a god of old." She looked over at Jeania. Her freckled face had a bewitched expression. Her tongue traced her full lips slowly. Kira felt a little unnerved as the shorter girl was stroking the tip of her own breast. "What is wrong with you?" Kira let slip. "What, oh. I just, I don't know. Since we arrived here I just can't stop myself. Please don't tell the others, but as hard as I try I just can't stop getting turned on every time he does horrible giant things like that. I mean, I feel so sad Mrs. Goguen is dead. But the fact he just cut her clothes from her while holding her in that one massive hand. How he just dropped her in alive with that dragon like she was just another pet treat. He's like a modern Greek god returned to Earth and we're just weak powerless mortals here to satiate his desires." Jeania explained. Kira could see the conflict in the eyes of this Latina that somehow had crimson hair. She looked hurt, sad, let those same eyes kept peeking over at the desk. At Heidi being pinned and molested there by the giant. And when they did, a want, a jealousy washed over them. Kira prayed to God to help this poor twisted soul in this cage with her. She also prayed that they all could make it out alive. - Shrink Aprentice - Posts: 28 - Joined: Sun Oct 07, 2018 4:09 am - Gender: - Contact: Re: Tiny Products - HentaiHunter1 - Shrink Master - Posts: 439 - Joined: Thu Jul 23, 2020 4:44 am - Gender: - Contact: Re: Tiny Products I do have a slight openness to this story if people are interested. As the giant sells off most of the girls and chaperones, I have no plans to write what their owners do with them. I mean most buyers are looking for a pet to enjoy, but not all if people would be looking for more of a finality to a short story. The Fuglies as the giant see them have no images as throw away characters. But I can post the images of the named Products as they are sold if anyone would like to play naughty owner. As for prices, think high end pure breed dog prices at minimum, the Fuglies are about half that at best. And yes, Owners can be male of female if that was something you wanted confirmed. SLIGHT SPOILER: The one thing I would need you to remember is that they are kind of trapped as members and need to keep playing their fees or face the possibility of him taking them as Products. Now they might have no issues with it and just pay or you could make it a lingering issue of scrapping the extra few dollars together to avoid meeting Bruce in person. How and when they became members are up to the writers clearly. SLIGHT SPOILER OVER Any how, anyone interested in writing Derrick Gates, the man that sold off his wife and daughter for some cash and his teen daughter's friend here is what Christy Albright looks like. (Yes not a great image, but it's what I have since the computer with the program died a year ago.) Wow, long rambling post. Hope to keep entertaining you, even hopefully with stories that are your least favorites of my works. Feed back helps me create and also what stories to create in. But, also money, so slightly shameful plug, please encourage with a donation through the link below. Thanks all for your time. - HentaiHunter1 - Shrink Master - Posts: 439 - Joined: Thu Jul 23, 2020 4:44 am - Gender: - Contact: Ch 02: Tiny Products Chapter 02: Faith and Fears. Jeania Kira just couldn't shake how hearing her new roommate was aroused by the giant that had kidnapped them. That the cruel actions he had pulled since he brought them here was enthralling for her. Kira just kept hearing Jeania's words, "He's like a modern Greek god returned to Earth and we're just weak powerless mortals here to satiate his desires." She lets herself get distracted watching the tub of women and girls that didn't appeal to him. The girls were changing into their cheer uniforms while wiping tears from their eyes. They had just watched a woman they knew well get devoured by a giant lizard. That woman had traveled with them for months to years depending on which squad they were on. The chaperones that didn't fit his tastes were looking through their bags, for what Kira couldn't tell. Heidi The giant was happily fondling one of Kira's teammates. Heidi was pinned under one of his hands and his fingers greedily explored her exposed breasts. He smiled and his hand lifted. His mouth moved and Heidi recovered her chest and slowly stood up. He plucked a Senior team member from the ones he selected as less desirable and placed her before him. Then he snickered, then brushed the shredded clothes of the now late Mrs. Goguen from the desktop and just dropped them into a waste paper basket. He spoke at the selected cheer member and she assumed a suggestive pose on the spines of the stair stacked hard cover books. He started taking photos then gave another command and the girl switched to another suggestive pose. After a few poses just draping herself on, along, or bent over the book stairs he reached into the open drawer and pulled out a sucker and handed it to Heidi. She took it to the girl and his mouth moved and the girl now made new poses, kneeling while making an open mouth at the edge of the giant lollipop. Holding it before herself made it look like she was licking the side. Holding it in a down tilted position and pointing it at her open mouthed face as she kneels with her chest out. And more sucker suggestive poses. Then he pulls out a simple cheap hollow plastic banana. He commands and the girl lays on her back and bend her knees up. He places the display banana on her and her little hands go up and balance it suggestively over her body. Then poses draped along the rounded plastic yellow tube. Posed straddling it with her back arched to push out her chest. Laid along on her back like she was attempting to lure a boy. On her stomach with her back arched again so her chest and legs were both displayed. Seemingly happy with the collection of images he put that girl in a new tub and grabbed a woman and her clothes. She showed him what she had packed and he shook his head. Then grabbed a matching panty bra set and dropped them on her. Reluctantly she stripped and put the underwear on and he started the process over with her. Kira could see this was just going to repeat so she had to ask, "Jeania how can you be aroused by that sick monster?" Jeania looked at her through her little rectangle glasses. Kira could tell she didn't know herself. She shrugged then attempted to explain, "Its just, he's so powerful. Like a force of nature more than a man. Like, remember the sensation of that colossal hand grabbing you. How weak you were compared to it. He could squeeze the life out of you, you could feel that power. That strength. Yet he was just holding your little helpless body. How he just treats women like Ms. Mitten or even Jenna like things. Ms. Mitten had the authority of the school right up till we appeared into that tank. A note in your file and we could have trouble getting into the University of our choice. And Jenna, she was the fucking queen of the school. Everyone watched their step around her. A wrong word from her and you were an outcast. But to that towering being she's just as much a thing to sell." "I guess I can understand the power thing. A big strong guy is kind of hot. And as a giant he is the biggest strongest guy we have ever seen. But how he treats us, like as things? Really? That got Mrs. Goguen eaten alive." Kira argued. To Kira's surprise the reminder of the murder of that woman made Jeania gasp in sick delight. "Yes, that's just how powerful he is. He can pick if we live or die. He doesn't have to worry about human laws or considerations. Like Zues but instead of a lightning bolt he has some sort of shrink ray." "That's not. He's not a god! There is only one God and he'd despise this man and his sick use of whatever thing made us like that." Kira screamed. "Look, I understand. You go to Church every Sunday and sing in the choir and all that. But that didn't stop you from ending up in this cage. Now he's paired us all up. Likely this is to sample us in groups of two. Do me a favor, when it's our turn just follow my lead. Just forget what is right and wrong and think about how powerful he is and making him happy might be our safest plan." Jeania begged. "Look, you do what you want when that sick monster comes for us. I just can't ignore God's word." Kira growled. "Says the girl having out of marriage sex with her boyfriend." Jeanie countered. Kira wanted to slap the redhead. Her body was vibrating. She was so upset by what had happened in such a short time. She didn't, that would make her wrong daddy taught her. All she could muster was, "That's different." Smugly Jeania replied, "Sin is sin according to what little I know of your faith. But if you want to take your chances, go ahead. I just know if and when he grabs me from this cage I plan on worshiping at that man god's phallic altar." They stood there watching him document his first batch of what he called product for a while. Then Kira couldn't watch him debase any more friends or ladies she respected. She explored their cell. Right behind where they stood was a small seating area. Two couch-like seats with a little round wooden table. They were positioned to view the room beyond their window door. She attempted to move a couch to not have to watch that giant and his lizard. No use, they were bolted down. Across was a large rodent water bottle. She hated to, but she was so thirsty. She licked at the liquid in the nuzzle. It tasted funny, almost like mineral water. But it wet her throat. Beside that was two bins of what looked like cereal. It looked like Cheerios and Raisin brain or maybe knock off versions of those cereals. She grabbed a ring and munched at it as she went further in. After that there were two small beds, about the size of single beds. One on each wall. Each had a small dresser shelf like thing attached to the wall at the head of them as the head board. Kira wondered why they were not at the foot. Then she looked at the clear wall to the outside and realized they might interfere with him grabbing them from the beds at the foot. Behind them was a seated make-up mirror set-up. Likely Jeania will be using that to look her best for that monster. Behind them was what looked like a bathroom. Open to view of course. A toilet with a sink and a fair sized shower area. Above the toilet was a small fan like one would find in a desktop computer. The blades were hidden behind what looked like a thick plastic mess too small to fit a hand into. Likely to stop desperate tiny people from ending themselves. In the shower there were two shower heads, likely for them to shower together to save him time. She noticed that the way they pointed would make the water converge at the same spot. That sick monster wanted them to shower tight together like women that choose to be lesbians. Did his depravity know no end? She had to question why have a water bottle at the front if that sink back here works. She turned it on and water trickled out. It didn't make sense. She returned to the front and sat on one of the couches. Jeania noticed the seating and curled up on the other and eagerly watched their captor work. Kira had to watch too, what else was there to do at this point. The giant finished his forced photo shoot he reattached Heidi to his chain and carried the less appreciated girls and women over to the cages. Kira couldn't figure out if that horrible man had one big cage or was stuffing all those poor ladies into the same small two bed cage like the one she was currently in. He stood and opened a cage. He pulled out Beatrice and Sheila and placed them into the empty tub. Walking over to the desk he placed them on it and opened his pants. His giant penis laid semi-curled along his leg. Jeania looked hypnotized by its mass. Beatrice He grabbed the dark haired Beatrice first. Kira knew the older teen from church. Also a member of the choir, she was truly faithful. Breaking up with her boyfriend just because he wanted to touch her breasts before marriage. Her resolve to remain pure didn't affect that giant. He pinned her in his fist and started removing her clothes by taking off her shoes and dropping them into the tub. Kira could see sweet Beatrice screaming. Likely crying out for the giant to stop his sinful actions. He openly laughed, head tilting back and everything. Then he moved his restraining fingers to access the top of her jeans. The brown haired beauty fought hard, but what was her strength compared to that horrible giant's grip? He grabbed the cuffs by her ankles and slowly slipped the pants tauntingly down the senior team's good girl's legs. Calmly he teased her by twirling them above her face then deposited them. Fingers curled back and he started playfully tugging at her sock. Bit by little bit he pulled the material. One all the way off he started on the other. Then his upper fingers opened and he reached for her blouse. Oh how the man tower delighted as Beatrice slapped at his fingers. Hard shoulder whipped strikes just look to delight him. Pinch by pinch he popped open the buttons. He folded the shirt open and despite Beatrice's efforts slipped it off her shoulders and into the tub it went. He pinched her hips and wiggled her little pink panties off her ass. Then grabbed her and flopped her onto her stomach. He said something clearly taunting poor Beatrice. It looked like she was out of fight as she just laid in his palm as he pulled her bra hooks apart and took her bra. He lifted her by her calves and it was clear the brunette was balling. He said something then proceeded to drape her onto his now hardened penis. Beatrice's first true sexual experience was his hand wrapping her body tight to his giant sexuality and stroking the church girl slowly up and down the length of it. Shelia He left her crying there and started to reach into the tub for Sheila. There she stood waiting, already naked. He said something at her and she replied, looking terrified. He grabbed the shapely blonde and placed her on a little round table of some sort. She got on her knees and pushed her perky breasts out. There she looked up at him with her mouth open wide. He stood and returned to stroking his penis with poor defiled Beatrice. If Beatrice was the good girl Sheila was the senior team whore. Many called her a slut, but sluts have sex just to have sex. Sheila had sex so Jenna would be her friend. In there was something Jenna wanted that sex would get her, it was Sheila that provided that. Jenna needed a tutor to pass physics but didn't want to pay Anthony Gibbs money. Sheila sucked him off after each session instead. Jenna wanted her school to have the best teams and ones that did well enough earned a Sheila party as they were called. Any team that wanted it. The chess team made state last year and Jenna got Sheila snuck into the basement where some of the guys on the team were having a celebratory D&D overnight game. But instead of fighting monsters and finding treasure they spent the night pushing their Bishops into Queen Jenna's little pawn. Rumor was this started their first year. Creepy Principal Hartford was looking to cut the Junior cheer team from the budget. It is said Jenna dragged Sheila into his office in a Junior uniform and offered the blonde's virginity for the squad to stay active. Sheila so eager to have Jenna as her friend didn't say anything even when that fat old man had her across his desk and was spreading her legs. So as foreign as it was for Beatrice to be used sexually. For Sheila this had to be as familiar as any of the team's routes. Sure the guy this time was a heartless giant stroking a teammate along his penis. But size had to be the only real major difference as it was no secret Hartford often finished on Sheila’s face. The giant stroked. The action jiggled the necklace that Heidi was the restrained pendant of. He looked to like the feel of Beatrice's sobbing form as his expression became more and more disgusting. Sheila trembled under the aim of that giant penis, but held her chest out open mouth position. And Kira was uncomfortable as Jeania gasped deeper and deeper watching that awful man abuse those three poor girls. Then he climaxed. A thick glob flew from his tip and completely hid Sheila's facial features. He spurted again and more flooded her face then slopped off onto her out pushed breasts. He pumped more white ooze over the blonde's head. Working Beatrice along his penis like he was attempting to milk the last drops out of his manhood. He gave a deep sigh once he was empty. He pulled the defeated Beatrice from his wilting penis and pressed her into the semen drenched front of Sheila. Holding them like the soiled beings they were. He pulled up his underwear and pants. Securing them before walking over to the cages and placing them back in, closing their access door. He walked over and wiped the top of the strange thin round table and left Kira's view. "Did you see how powerful he was? His cum must have flew the equivalent of ten feet before it hit Sheila in the face." Jeania gushed. "He could have drowned her with that slop. And poor Beatrice, he raped her and your aroused by that?" Kira snapped. "See, that's what I meant earlier. We can't look at what he does here like he's a person. He's a force of nature. You wouldn't get mad at lightning for striking a tree." Jeania's tone was so self assured. "But he is a person, just a sick cruel one." Kira reminded her cage mate. "No, he's more like." Jeania started, "Don't say it, don't call him that again!" Kira threatened. "A mythological deity, is that better?" Jeania countered. Kira surrendered. Jeania leaned back on her couch and sighed loudly then confessed, "I had never wanted to have cum sprayed on my face till now. I wonder what it'll taste like." "You don't even feel bad for Beatrice do you? She was waiting till she got married. That horrible act was her first experience of sex." Kira tried to reason with the enthralled libido of the red haired giant groupie. "It'll be my first experience too." The glasses-clad girl replied flatly. Kira was shocked, "Never?" Jeania shrugged and said matter of factly, "With girls like you, Gabby, and Cyder on the team no one notices the short nerdy looking girls. I never had anyone I like like me back yet." "I'm sure there was a guy that liked you. You're very pretty." Kira strangely felt bad. "Thanks, coming from you, that's very encouraging." Jeania said back with a soft smile. "Yeah, if we get out of this I'll help you find a guy. I promise. A nice normal sized guy." Kira encouraged her. "You know not every girl likes just guys." Jeania said. "Wait, did you decide to be one of those lesbians?" Kira was now more uncomfortable in this place. "I'm Bi. And it's not a choice." Jeania repeated the gay agenda line. "God put men and women on the Earth so they could get married and have children. You know, go forth and multiply." Kira explained now realizing why she never really talked with Jeania before. "And science says different sexualities are as natural as sunshine and the tides. So maybe God is a little more open about who can love who then the old white guys that altered the Bible to push their agenda on the masses." Jeania argued. "No, the bible is always right." Kira had been told this since she was little. Father Brown wouldn't lie. "So, it was right when God, whose ten main rules include not killing, ordered the Israelites to kill all the people, including children in a city." Jeania pointed out. "They would have ruined the Israelites faith." Kira thought. She couldn't quite remember as this wasn't taught that detailed during Sunday school. Jeania smirked, "Oh I see, child murder is alright then. But two consenting adults loving each other and not hurting anyone is a horrible sin. That explains all the child molesting priests have done." "Those were priests that lost their faith. Not a reflection of the Church as a whole. And God will punish them for their sins." Kira hated when people brought that up. "Oh, so we should not judge them then?" Jeania asked a clearly leading question. Kira was feeling so down suddenly as she said, "No, they should face legal punishment too. Can we talk about something else?" Jeania's tone sounded sympathetic. Yet then she asked, "While under his cock do you think Beatrice could feel its weight? Like was it like she was being buried under its mass? Or do you think he held most of the weight off and she just felt the pressure from his giant hand pushing her up against it?" "You need more Bible study." Kira reasoned. "I just can't stop thinking about it. Being so small and helpless while he's so large and powerful. The sights, sounds, sensations, tastes, and even smells I'm so excited to experience them all.'' She was practically glowing like a bride on her wedding day. Kira shook her head in pity for her new friend. Jeania clearly read that and confessed, "I'm sorry I just never been this aroused by someone before. And when it's our turn I plan on greedily taking in as much of the experience as I can. Please, please just try not to spoil that for me." "I'll try." Kira said, wondering how she was going to handle it when it was their turn. "He's back." Jeania purred. Sure enough he was. He placed a coffee cup on the desk and was putting things away. Kira didn't see Heidi. Then she noticed in the cup, Heidi's little head was just about the brown liquid. He lifted the mug and took a sip. Heidi looked to have no choice but to slide to that side of the cup. He smiled and grabbed her with his lips. He lifted her out and her shapely legs wiggled as her naked ass hung from his mouth. His jaw was moving, making the legs kick more. Then he tilted and let the clearly naked Heidi back into his cup. She posed holding her chest tight and Kira realized he had felt up her breasts with his massive tongue. "Oh I never thought about that." Jeania purred. Jeania clearly saw it differently than Kira as she wondered aloud, "Do you think he plans on eating her?" "No, look at his expression. He's playing. No, I think shapely Miss. Heidi has caught his eye. She won't be up for auction if I was to guess." Jeania sounded envious. "You make that sound like a good thing?" Kira questioned. Jeania looked at her and shrugged, "Better the devil you know. He might feed products he finds annoying to that lizard. But his buyers might even give us that long once they get a hold of one of us." "You think being cooperative will make him want to keep us?" Kira hadn't put much thought into his buyers. "Likely wouldn't hurt." Jeania reasoned. Kira understood this way of thinking. Jeania's smile was a little unnerving. She hummed out her words, "Follow my lead. Don't think about what he did or might do. Just think about how powerful his hands are. The giant sexual nature of his genitals. Surrender to your instinct to surrender to that overwhelming might and use all your energy to make him enjoy playing with you. That's my plan." That was simple for her. She was aroused by the giant while all Kira felt was terror at his presence. As they were talking he had put away the books and props he made the others pose with. As well as the ring lights and the tripod. But he left the camera out. He placed the late Mrs. Goguen's bag into a box of what looked like other discarded or unwanted tiny people’s things. Then dumped Beatrice and Sheila's clothes in their compartment and put away that tub. He wiped down the area with a disinfectant dusting cloth and inspected the area. Happy with his work he pulled Heidi from his drink and sucked her strong legs into his mouth. She looked terrified then his jaw moved and her body roll reacted and she turned to look at his massive face. Another jaw movement and Heidi's head snapped back and she gasped. His jaw just started rolling and Heidi recoiled with the rhythm. Making her plump ample breasts bounce wildly. Soon her expression lost all fear and looked drunk. Kira and Jeania looked at each other and to Kira's surprise they both thought the same thing, "His giant tongue must feel so good down there." They both laughed at such a depraved idea. The moment of joy was broken with all the dark moments of the day and Kira burst into tears. Jeania slid beside her and stroked her hair as she cried hard. Jeania must have had tissues close as Kira found a supply offered to her to help her deal with tears and things. Gathering herself Kira asked, "What is he doing now?" "He went over into what looks like an office and has been doing stuff on his computer. Likely sorting and selecting the images he wants to use to sell the first group with." Jeania said in a soft caring tone. Kira felt safe hugged by her cage partner. She was warm and her curves supportive yet also nicely soft. She squeezed her and Jeania squeezed her back. Kira liked this cuddle, it was cozy. "He's going to sell us all." Kira whimpered while resting her head on Jeania's shoulder. "Going by how he's practically smoking Heidi delirious I don't think she's going up for sale." Jeania warmly replied. Kira strained but she could just make out Heidi. Her body still pumped in time with his jaw movements. Her face looked happily exhausted. He did pull her from his lips like her Uncle Enrique pulled out his cigars. As he sipped his coffee she hung limp. But as soon as his lips touched her feet her legs pointed straight out. And as he sucked them in Kira could see Heidi smile and start to spread her legs. Bouncing again in his lips as he worked. He got up and walked past with Heidi just bobbing from his mouth. After a while he returned and the strawberry busty blonde sat back in his mug. Head just above some whip cream and chocolate syrup. Almost cute, he had given her a matching whip cream hat. Her arms hooked the lip of the mug and that reclined position looked to barely keep her above the liquid. He returned to whatever he was working on in his office. He stepped out of the office and shut off the light. Then walked over to the cages. He was looking through the cages when his massive face stopped before Kira's cage and his face morphed into a big grin. As the door opened Jeania reminded, "His power, just think about how powerful he is, nothing else." That wouldn't be too hard as he pinned them together with just one hand. He walked over to a couch Kira hadn't noticed before. He was smacking his lips like he was about to eat them when he asked, "You product ready to make me feel good?" He clearly wasn't expecting Jeania to sing back, "Yes Master." "Oh, what was that?" he asked. "We're helpless and small. Yours to play with, doesn't that make you our Master?" Jeania breathlessly gasped back at him. Kira could feel Jeania's body heating up with lustful fever. Kira was starting to understand Jeania's strange reaction. Just concentrating on how powerful the hand was. How she could feel the steel-like tendons holding the hand tight enough to keep them from falling, yet wasn't crushing them. A flex and he could have them screaming in pain. He wasn't looking to hurt them, just enjoy their helpless little bodies. Now her skin was starting to feel warm. His eyes switched to her and Kira felt her heart skip a beat then rush her blood. This wasn't like meeting a cute guy. Or like being alone with her boyfriend. This was more primal, more trapped prey by a massive predator. She was terrified and heavily aroused at the same time. His words made her shiver, "What do you think my tan pretty product?" Kira heard her voice tremble back, "We are yours to enjoy, Master." His smile told she did good. The man shaped force of nature was pleased and that was good. As if to help her realize what she already knew Jeania whispered, "Good job." He placed them on the arm of the couch and the Heidi holding mug on the end table behind that. Then he stripped down to his underwear. It was intimidating having him tower over them like that. Like a living building. A building that was about to use them sexually. Kira's mind attempted to bring up good points to be against this. How what he was doing was sinful. His monstrous past actions from just hours ago. She chased them from her mind by repeating to herself, "Think about how powerful he is. His physical power over you." There the giant stripped. And the vast looming form reinforced how helplessly small she was compared to him. Kira's heart pounded under his slight rounded stomach. His pants came undone and he spread the fly wide. The thick coil of his manhood pressed semi-harden against his underwear. It was so huge, like a giant snake about to rise and devour her. Kira reasoned it was likely average sized for a normal human man. But at five or so inches tall it was enormous. It looked even larger as he pushed his underwear off his hips. Kira whimpered aloud despite herself. Jeania stayed enamored and actually moaned an aroused sound. He must have liked their sounds as his penis uncurled into a big thick erect shaft of giant sexuality. Concentrating on his impossible physical power made Kira strangely feel herself becoming moist in her womanhood. His mighty hand pressed Kira into Jeania's softer form. The contrast made Kira feel sinful thoughts. He pulled open a drawer and picked up a plastic little cup. He reclined along his couch and placed them at the top of the dome made by his stomach. Kira looked behind her and staring back was his sexual organ. Her heart rattled hard in her chest and she realized she would have to touch that massive penis. Kira found she was having naughty curious thoughts about how she would be made to touch herself to it. Movement made Kira look back up across the chest field of the giant. His far off smiling face made her feel tiny. The movement was that plastic cup. His voice had its own power to it when sitting on his stomach, "Strip and make it fun to watch." Kira's emotions were in a twisted state. Focusing on his inhuman power. Tinted with how helplessly small she was. She was terrified, yet was liking it in a sinful way. Her hips wiggled and her shoulders rolled when all she wanted to do was take off her shirt. She pulled it off and held it over the cup in an odd posture. Shoulders back, chest out and arm dangling far out from her body. Jeania looked at her as she posed similarly. She winked and Kira felt herself leaning close to be curious about what girls did when sinning together. They both dropped their shirts together. "Bra next." Jeania whispered. Kira nodded slightly. Jeania was confident if they did as she suggested they would be safer. Kira felt herself rolling her torso. Almost trusting her breasts at her new master. He looked pleased. Her bra unhooked and she almost ripped the garment off her own body. Was she somehow absorbing that giant's lustful wants through his skin? Jeania was behind her. She slowly slipped the straps off her shoulders. Gave the giant a playful wiggle and bounce. Then slipped her bra off for him to see her breasts too. Kira watched his tongue slowly drag across his lips and she remembered how mesmerized Heidi had been while hanging from those lips. She wanted to learn what was so transfixing. Jeania slipped very close. Kira found she liked how the freckled red haired Latina smelled. She hugged Kira tightly then requested, "Rise on your knees." Kira followed her suggestion. There was something sinfully enjoyable about having Jeania's face pressed between her breasts. Jeania made the giant hum happily by simply rubbing her face back and forth. Jeania's hands undid Kira's shorts. Jeania voice was more appealing then it should have been as she advised, "Roll your hips." Kira danced her hips like the routine the boys at school would whoop and whistle at. As she pumped her hips suggestively Jeania slipped her shorts and panties off her buttocks and down her thighs. Jeania hinted a playful whisper, "Fall back." Then her soft hands pressed Kira's nipples. Kira rolled onto her back. Jeania grabbed one of her legs and stroked her hands down Kira's calves to her thighs to where her shorts and panties blocked them. This sent a sinful sensation through Kira's body. Jeania smiled up at the admiring force of nature. Kira followed the gaze and saw his eyes admiring her arched form. This made her chest heave. She didn't need to breathe this heavy. Kira couldn't resist the hypnotic way his eyes bounced in time with her chest. Kira liked how Jeania was nuzzling her calves as she untied her sneaker. She hooked the shoe into the wide plastic basket. Then made Kira consider sinning hard as she slid her hand firmly up Kira's leg and took her ankle sock off. Tossing the ball into the bin too. Kira let her leg fall as Jeania pushed it off her shoulder. She grabbed and straightened the other one. Petting along the top of it with one hand she plucked the laces open with her other hand. Hooking the back of the shoe she slipped it off and dropped it in the cup. Pinching the toe of the sock and playfully pulled it off Kira's foot. Dropping it in. Jeania gilded Kira to place her legs together and point her toes at the sky high ceiling. She grabbed Kira's shorts and panties and almost had to stand her shorter body up to pull them off Kira's legs. Kira realized she was now naked and helpless on the stomach of this mythological-like god reborn. Being with her boyfriend never made her feel this type of excitement. Her legs were spread apart and Jeania fell between them. Her perky chest pressed Kira's and this was another new excitement. Kira felt herself rising even before Jeania grabbed her hands and started to sit herself back. Kira sat up sinfully hoping to catch Jeania's pillow looking lips. Jeania barely had, "Now me." out before Kira was lustfully pushing that sinful siren onto her back. Kira grabbed her legs and folded Jeania almost in two. The shape of her toned legs felt amazing along her naked chest. Jeania was panting in a most intoxicating way. Her puffy pigtails spread wide on the living landscape's naked skin. Those reddish brown eyes were the sexiest things Kira had ever experienced. She needed this girl naked. Kira didn't question this twisted want. Tacking it up to being influenced by fear and survival instinct. She stroked a hand up Jeania's calf and grabbed her sneaker. Laces popped easily and she took off the shoe and whipped it into the waiting bin. She copied the motions with the other shoe. Then reached under Jeania's stiff skirt and savored the skin up those fit little legs and balled the socks off her little bubble toes. Hugging Jeania's legs Kira reached behind her and undid her sexy short skirt. Kira hooked the skirt and underwear and pulled them off the first woman she ever admitted to being attracted to in a biblical way. Actually lifting the smaller girl onto her shoulders as she took those interfering garments and sacrificed them to their new Zeus. Jeania's knees bent over Kira's shoulders and those delicious legs parted to expose Jeania's womanhood directly to Kira. It was smooth except for a little dark crimson hair patch at the top. The line of her blossom was wet with sinful wanting liquid. Kira could smell the gorgeous beauty's sexuality. Kira had never even thought about kissing a woman's vagina. But seeing Jeania's tight moist spot and Kira couldn't think about anything but shoving her tongue deep into that peach and suckling the pit out. Steel strong fingers larger than Kira's legs coiled around her and pulled her away from Jeania. Her breasts were pressed by a thumb and index that could have crushed her chest if they were commanded to. Delightfully thick pinky sneaked between her thighs and she soon realized Jeania's womanhood wasn't the only one wet with wrong ideas. One hand was fondling her helpless naked form. So large it was wrapped around her. So strong she couldn't have resisted. She moaned like a harlot in this new Zeus' grip and was blessed to be his plaything. Jeania's distant voice was howling like a cat in heat. Kira could barely focus on where the sound was coming from. There in Zeus' other hand was the freckled Latina. Her legs flopped wildly from the rubbing his pinky was giving her womanhood. Her perky breasts were pressed back tight into her chest. Her expression was akin to drunk with joy. The hand let go and Kira landed on her master's stomach. Jeania was right there with her. They coiled close so they both could look up at their new Zeus and be appraised by his eyes on high. "You, carefully put your glasses in the cup." "Yes Master." Jeania breathlessly purred. She crawled over to the cup in a rolling slithering motion that looked amazing from the back. The giant's expression said he liked the front showing. She flowed gracefully to a kneeling position and took off her glasses. Placing them in with the other clothes to finish their offering to Zeus. He reached down from mount Olympus and took the cup. He arched, making them both stagger over. Kira's brain was now taking any sign of his larger nature as a showing of his ownership of her. This simple act to position so he could place the cup on the table behind his head made her purr. He placed his hands behind his head and asked, "If I am truly your Master, what should you two be doing now?" Jeania's torso made this appealing rolling motion. Then she turned. Kira felt those lovely lustful eyes linger on her then look past her. Kira turned to see what could have caught the redhead's attention. There, hard and thick was staring back, the altar for them to worship this modern Zeus. His massive manhood was silently calling Kira towards it. The sexual depravity of a penis large enough to slither her entire body along it's surface. The enthralling draw of a man's sexuality she would have to use her whole self to even have a chance to pleasure. Could this tiny thing pleasure a god? As Kira got close she reached out a trembling hand. So warm it made her shiver. The air around her was too cold not to get closer. Her cheek slid along its skin, smooth and enticing. Kira's mind asked lustfully, "Oh what does it taste like." She opened her lips and pressed her tongue to it. Oh the flavor of giant sex made her moan and drool. She started to climb upon it to bath it it's warmth and sexual energy. There she found Jeania pressing along it like a friendly cat. There was too much sex for her so Kira happily let Jeania love that other side. Their tongues dragged long and slow but couldn't satisfy their thrust for his massive organ. Breasts grind against that warm smooth thick skin made Kira's body feel a pleasure like nothing before. She climbed and hooked a leg to straddle for hold. This pressed her lowly womanhood to this Zeus' penis and this connection felt more penetrating than any time with that boy she once considered a boyfriend put his small thing in her. Kira didn't get to hump her hips like her lust wanted. A hand, one powerful hand, claimed Jeania and her. She moaned like a tramp as he dragged them both along the shaft and back. Her body was going to explode as he continued to use them both like the sinful toys they were to him. "Huh, I thought it was an act." he hummed. Jeania lustfully admitted first, "No Master, I wanted you to use me since you grabbed that whore Miss. Pierrot." "Forgive me Master, I was scared, So scared. Jeania said to just concentrate on how powerful you are. And now that I did I need you to use me, use me please Master." Came Kira's carnal confession. His hand lifted. This was a punishment and a blessing. They were no longer pressed by steel tendons of the muscles in his palm. Couldn't feel his crushing power holding their small bodies. But now they could worship at his phallic altar. Taste his sex organ's skin. Show their reverence by using their helpless naked womanly bodies to hopefully get the blessing of his pleasured release. As they lustfully worshiped Zeus's penis his body shifted. Lifting the Penis from the slight incline of his stomach. They had to cling tight as they used their bodies to suckle his manhood or fall. He lowered and Kira almost slipped off. But slithered back into place and tighter to that penetrating sexual heat. Kira could hear the giant was sucking on something. Whatever it was it gave tired gasping sounds as he did. Then his shadow came over and Kira next burst with the mere thought he was going to take over their bodies again. His hand didn't land. Moving past she saw the lucky bitch Heidi in his grip. She looked so drained of any energy. He lowered his hand and the Strawberry blonde disappeared as he pressed her under his scrotum. There the busty spoiled teammate was used by their new Zeus to massage his testicles. Kira couldn't resist any longer. The influence of that giant sex organ with the sight of him using her friend to massage his testicles was too much for her mind so limited in sexual imagination. That boy that she had sex with never even gotten her as aroused as just being near Zeus' penis. And he never went long enough for her to feel this finish. But worshiping here allowed her to transcend mortal flesh and taste a drop of Heaven's glory. And she sat up high with arms stretched to the new ceiling sky screaming loudly her prayer of blasphemy, "Yes, rule me Master Zeus! Rule your convert!" The taste faded and she flopped back along her new lord's sex organ and returned to her pleasure worshiped. "Good Product I caught. Which of you want to get your face covered in my cum?" He requested. "Please Master, I just need to taste it." Jeania begged. Kira needed to be accepted into this new depraved religion, "Baptize me in your pleasure Master! Please Master, I need to know you accept this lost soul!" Kira yelped as her legs were snatched and she was dragged off the sex altar. She was moved there before the tip. His hand grabbed and posed her like that whore Sheila had posed herself. Face and chest out. Kira opened her mouth wide and stuck her tongue far out. She didn't like the taste of semen or like it on her face. But that was from a boy, this was the semen of a force of nature. His hand left her posed and she felt blessed to be trusted so by their Master. The hand now turned Jeania on his shaft. The Redhead's limbs were wrapped against his shaft. He started to drag the freckled Latina along his sexual organ. This made Jeania moan lustfully, almost animalistic. "Oh yeah you feel good. Come one Red, make me cum all over that tan skinned hottie's face." he praised them. Jeania howled as she tasted heaven. Kira looked directly at that at the tip of his penis. His hand sped up Jeania's trips, he would soon release his blessing. Kira shut her eyes firmly. She had heard the other girls talk about how getting semen in their eyes stung badly. This wasn't going to be a spurt like they experienced. No, she was about to be nearly drowned. Thick warm liquid-like goo covered her face and muffled Jeania's pleasured bellowing. It filled Kira's mouth like syrup. Weirdly sweet and salty yet also so rich in flavor she drank it readily while her face and breasts were drenched in it. Greedily she swallowed and scooped it off herself to suck more down her throat. A warm curvy form slinked up her body and Kira rejoiced that she could share Master's blessing with Jeania. Then Kira's head rolled back and she moaned a long oh sound. Jeania's soft full lips were suckling her very alert nipple. Those lips suckled their way up Kira's breast, along her neck. Then to Kira's own lips. Kira was never comfortable seeing girls kiss each other. Even when just to tease guys at a party. She never did that sort of thing as that was dangerously close to choosing to be a Lesbian. Well, she was more than comfortable with the concept at this moment. Hands grabbed Jeania's head and tongue hooked at her new roommate's tongue. They fell over and Kira felt them writhing and rolling about like two snakes attempting to wrestle. Her hands started to explore Jeania's curvy fit body. Jeania's hand started going places another girl's hands shouldn't go. Kira couldn't think of a good reason to stop the Red head's hands. And many reasons why she wanted them to keep looking. "As fun as this is to watch, I have things to do in the morning." This Zeus said. Then pinned them together in a mighty pinch. They stopped kissing and touching while they were moving. He took them back to their cage and placed them inside. He walked away and Kira realized the couch was just out of view from their cage. He returned and placed the cup with their clothes in with them. He smiled and snickered. Then praised, "Good job Products. I'll be seeing you two in the morning for certain." Then he shut their door and walked away. Without the giant's presence Kira felt more herself. What she did was wrong, so much of it was wrong. Though at this moment sitting on the floor covered in that giant's semen she wasn't feeling guilty about it. Just acknowledged it had been wrong. "You OK?" Jeania asked sympathetically. "Yes, no. I don't know. I never experience sensations like that. Emotions like that." Kira just let words fall out of her. "You should go shower." Jeania advised standing. Kira accepted her hand. "Yeah, I am sticky. But, you're sticky to aren't you?" "Yeah, but I was looking to get sticky remember?" Jeania said with a sweet smile. "Yeah, but I begged for him to baptize me in it." Kira was thinking she should be regretting that phrasing. "We could both shower." Jeania suggested. Kira looked at the large shower booth. There was room in there if not in the water. Jeania could make sure there was no semen left on her back for her. "OK, we can try that." Kira agreed. They walked side by side towards the shower booth. Both peeking at the other. Kira wondered why Jeania's sweet freckled cheeks were becoming red. She also wondered if she had a fever as her cheeks felt warm. They squeezed through the door and each turned to the shower button. Kira pressed hers and after a cold burst it soon warmed to a nice temperature. She turned and Jeania stood there with her dark crimson hair down and soaked in with water. Kira's arms shot out and they pressed tight and kissed. Jeania's wet skin felt amazing. They coiled tight together and stroked each other's skin. Kira allowed her hand to touch sinful parts like those freckled firm round bum cheeks. Fondle perky tan shaded breasts. This was a sin her mind reminded as she body told her how wonderful it was feeling from this deviant act. Jeania offered her a white soapy thin cloth. Kira's mouth lifted from Jeania's skin to ask, "What is it?" "According to the label it's shampoo. Could you wash my hair as I wash yours?" Jeania explained. Kira answered with a deep kiss. Kira took the cloth. It felt like an overly wet disinfectant wipe. She stroked Jeania's hair with it as Jeania petted her long black hair. This allowed them to continue kissing. Kira wondered why this had made her uncomfortable again. Sin, Father Brown said it was a sin. Well, this sin was making her forget the hell she saw today. Hair done Jeania grabbed new clothes labeled body wash and they washed the others body, Wiping down backs and over round buttocks. Scrubbing under and over breasts. Lifting a leg to wash the length of their sensual dance partner's toned limb. "Conditioner." Jeania gasped, handing Kira another sheet. Bodies pressed tight as hands stroked the treatment through the other's hair. Mouths tasted and sucked at the other's mouth. While the whole time warm water rained on their naked forms. Kira felt Jeania's hand slide down her back. It lovingly followed the path of her hip. Caressed along towards her inner thigh. Then started as fingers touched her in that before bed fashion. Jeania looked up nervously at Kira. Kira forgot her morals and pulled that pretty face back to taste those redden lips some more. Slipping her own hand between Jeania's own supple thighs to touch her good night too. Jeania's fingers seem to know exactly where Kira's naughty touch spots were. Playing with the bud of her rose before slipping down and lapping their tips at her well. Kira attempted to copy her dance partner's moves. It was hard as she had to hunch to stimulate the shorter girl's lady parts. Pretty freckled features gave the impression of being delighted despite the awkward pose. Kira found she could touch Jeania bud with her thumb while fingers drank deep into Jeania's sexual entrance. The redhead began panting in an exciting way. Kira worked her hand faster and faster as that brought more and more pleasure sounds from her shower partner. Then she savored as the fit sexy girl arched her head back and moaned satisfaction. Kira pulled her hand out from between Jeania's thighs thinking the freckled Latina was spent. Yet the shorter girl just gave her an intoxicating gasping smile. Kira was pinned to the shower wall. Jeania's pillowy lips suckled and licked her nipple like it was her only way to get substantive. Those little fingers slipped deep into Kira's flower and stroked inside her. Fast those fingers danced in there. And Kira's blood sped to match. Those touches made Kira's body burn hotter than any fever she could remember. And Kira gained a taste of heaven again. Kira's body eased as she stopped stretching up hard from her scream of delight. This taste of heaven broke whatever spell she was under. She grabbed Jeania's shoulders and pushed the redhead off her. "Kira, are you alright?" The crimson haired girl asked kindly. Honestly came to Kira's lips as she explained, "Yes, I just don't choose this. I'm a good girl." Jeania's hand cupped her cheek softly as she explained, "You can be a good girl and be bi or gay. They are not opposites." "But it's a sin. I've sinned with you. That giant made us sin together somehow." Kira reasoned. It couldn't be an attraction no matter how lovely Jeania was or how wonderful her naked body felt along hers. No, man and woman were the only attraction according to Father Brown. He was right wasn't he? "I'm sorry Kira. I think with all the events of today we might have gone too far. But if you want to explore these new feelings you're not used to, I am here for you. In any way you are comfortable exploring them." Jeania offered. Kira was left wondering why the prospect of exploring feelings was making her heart pound so hard. "Thank you." She told her shower partner. "But I think we should pray for guidance." Jeania gave a knowing smile and responded, "You can. I'm going to dry off and brush out my hair." Kira conceded that was a good idea. "Yeah, I'll do that first." They found towels in a little closet hatch right outside the showers. They dried their skin and patted their hair. Then they both selected a make-up mirror desk and started brushing out the tangles in their hair. Kira found herself using her mirror to peek at Jeania. Sinful choice thoughts kept invading her mind. Still when she caught Jeania doing the same her heart fluttered. Kira felt her hair was dry enough for bed. She walked over and kneeled beside her selected one. She prayed for guidance and forgiveness. Kira also begged for them to be saved from that horrible giant. Finished, she slipped into the bed. The sheets and mattress weren't bad for a cage. "Night Jeania.'' She called over to her roommate. "Night Kira." Jeania called back. They both shut off their lights and a dim glow shone from the back of the cage. Likely to guide them to the bathroom in the middle of the night. The massive territory that was the room beyond was pitch black, like the very abyss. Softly Kira heard Jeania moving towards her. In an unnecessary whisper Jeania asked, "Can I join you?" Kira wanted to point out she had a bed across the room. Yet she was so scared to be alone in this new world. She lifted her blankets and Jeania cuddled close. Only towels wrapping their bodies kept them apart. Jeania sighed, "Thanks I was getting scared." "I thought you liked it here?" Kira asked, finding herself more relaxed with Jeania's curvy form hugged close. "I'm aroused by our new Master. His size, his power. But, trapped in a cage in an unknown place with nothing but inky blackness looking in at us. That's scary." Jeania explained. "I'm scared to." Kira confessed. "We'll get through this together then." Jeania promised while nuzzling her face along Kira's neck. "Yes, we'll face the scary things together." Kira agreed while attempting to ignore her growing arousal at Jeania's womanly presence. Ignored it as the day's strain took them both to dreamland and troubling dreams. - HentaiHunter1 - Shrink Master - Posts: 439 - Joined: Thu Jul 23, 2020 4:44 am - Gender: - Contact: Re: Tiny Products When I mention tiny ladies I have an image for would you lot like me to include it? And if so, Did you want all I have images for or just the ones that would be up for auction in story? Continuing on that topic, Would you only want the images I have for characters as they go up for auction in story? I only ask because I know some like to imagine the ladies themselves, but if there is a vocal interest in seeing them, well I could share them as sperate posts. I plan on him taking Product photos of many of the girls soon, but I'm honesty stuck on ideas for props for them to hold, be posed on/over? Hard cover books, lollipop, pens and pencils, plastic center piece banana, fruit center piece grapes, and empty drink cups and/or soda cans I have thought of but I think he would have a bunch of everyday things to keep the girl's individual promotional images different. He didn't care about the Fuglies, so he was OK repeating shots with them. Also, dry items. He wouldn't want to clean up whipped cream and the like between photo shots. I guess I only really had two main questions and off shot questions connected to those rattling about my brain and taking up imagination. Thanks for your input. Remember if you have questions about any of my stories feel free to ask. I'll likely answer if it won't be a spoiler or if, well, I actually know at this point or not. Hope you all have a good day, - Shrink Adept - Posts: 104 - Joined: Fri Aug 27, 2021 8:38 pm - Location: USA - Gender: - Contact: Re: Tiny Products - Visitor - Posts: 1 - Joined: Fri Jul 22, 2022 12:55 am - Contact: Re: Tiny Products For the props and poses, I suggest maybe having on of the props being a dildo? Maybe having them draping themselves over it with their ass to the camera while looking back? - HentaiHunter1 - Shrink Master - Posts: 439 - Joined: Thu Jul 23, 2020 4:44 am - Gender: - Contact: Re: Tiny Products I do want to apologize as I honestly forgot it was Thursday and almost didn't post a new chapter in one of my stories. I figure you would forgive me but I still feel bad enough to note it anyway. So I hope you enjoy the chapter below. - HentaiHunter1 - Shrink Master - Posts: 439 - Joined: Thu Jul 23, 2020 4:44 am - Gender: - Contact: CH 03: Tiny Products Chapter 03: Treats and Treated M/f,f Finger Insertion. M/f,f,f Oral play, food play. The door to the cage opened and both of them jumped awake. Terror overran modesty as that massive middle aged face smiled at them. Their towels long since slipped off, they were naked in bed together in that giant's eyes. He snickered and advised, "You two are just trying too hard." His hand reached in and left something on the round table by the couches. "A little treat for being such good little products last night." Then he closed them in again. Jeania bound from the bed and grabbed a blanket from her bed. Wrapping herself as looked at the so called treat. "Fresh sliced fruit." She called over her shoulder. Kira slipped up more cautiously. Bringing a blanket so she wasn't prancing naked in full view of anyone outside of the cage. There on the little table was one of those cups that you get with liquid medicine. Inside were slices of cherry, strawberry, and grape. Jeania grabbed a cherry slice and advised, "He's got Mrs. Cash and Miss. Pierrot." Mrs. Cash Miss. Pierrot Kira shifted over to the couches. There he was standing in just his underwear. As if he was showing off for them in particular he held the two pretty young blonde languages teachers hanging from their arms from pressed between the fingers on one of his hands. Pierrot's bottoms was gone and he was slowly slipping Mrs. Cash's pajama shorts off her long legs. Once off her he tossed it back into the shapely teacher's shared cage. He hooked their dangling ankles between the fingers on his free hand and let go of their arms as his hand flipping them upside down right before Kira. The show of power over the two adult women made Jeania sigh wantingly. Upside down he started tugging at Mrs. Cash's pajama shirt. She grabbed hold and was clearly begging but their cage allowed no sound to enter. The athletic woman had no chance as he took the shirt, balled it up, and just tossed it into their cage. He then pushed her little arms out of his mighty way and began tauntingly fondling Mrs. Cash fitness-firmed D-Cup breasts. She clearly wasn't thinking about just experiencing his power as she squirmed and helplessly struggled. Then as if he got bored fondling one attractive little blonde creature, his finger then hooked into Miss. Pierrot's top. Then with a quick snap of his wrist she was topless. Shirt tossed into their compartment like it was a used tissue his hand came back for her exposed C-cup breasts. She struggled and slapped to resist his touching her own toned chest. It looked like he enjoyed that. He stopped and Kira gasped as his eyes went on her. He winked and Jeania openly swooned. Then he opened the waistband of his underwear. Kira found herself looking down his dizzying height for a peek at that one eyed serpent. There it was stiff and peeking back up at her. He lowered both teachers into his underwear. Kira heard Jeania whimpering in a wanting way. She noticed herself get a strange cruel rush seeing her former authority figures get their pretty faces and those boy distracting breasts stroked along the tip of his sexuality. He then closed the tight waistband with both teachers still trapped inside. Their legs were pinned between his slight gut and the band. Kira could tell by how the bulge was shaped their lovely features and appealing breasts were pressed along the tip of that horrible giant's manhood. To add to their belittlement he reached down and rolled and stroked their upside down tops against his penis tip. Smearing their features along his sensitive domed top. He walked over to the desk chair and sat reclined. He slipped down his underwear to expose all and everyone that was inside. Grabbing them both he dragged the two young teachers along his penis and rubbed their pretty faces into his scrotum. Then back up to the top of his manhood. His mouth moved, clearly he was talking to the two blonde women. They looked up at the towering man-thing and was clearly begging him for mercy. Kira could tell he liked that. Pleading helpless pretty things in his naked lap. Then like his expression snapped to anger and the two athletic women flinched like they were hit with thunder. The coward before this monstrous giant. Then they turned and draped themselves over the end of his penis and pressed their breasts together to stroke his skin with them. Tongues reached from their mouth and with disgusted looks on their faces began tasting the giant's sexual organ. He smiled as they timidly looked back at him for approval. Seeing it they seem to increase their attempts to pleasure that force of nature. He reached down and began stroking their raised bent buttocks. One hand each was stroking and fondling their bottoms. He slipped his pinky between their thighs and began firmly touching their womanhood. They flashed each other worried looks. Then their eyes went wide in terror. The tips of the giant pinky fingers turned and pressed directly into the women's flowers. Kira watched horrified while Jeania hummed hard and her hand slipped under her blanket. The lovely former teachers arched as their shapely legs stretched out and turned, seeking to ease the clear pressure. If it helped or not Kira couldn't tell. All she knew was she wasn't ready to have that thick a digit pushed that deep into her girl spot. He hooked a thumb tip into the small of their backs. Then with a wiggle of his wrist thrust deep into them both. Their bodies curved and bent from his smallest finger. Their chest was pressed and dragged along his male shaft. Their pretty faces twisted into helpless discomfort. There he raped them with his mere touch. Whether she wanted to or not, Mrs. Cash looked to climax. This got the fingers pulled out. He moved the panting teacher along his shaft and pressed her d-cup breasts tight to his skin. Slowly he started sliding her along his sexuality. Miss. Pierrot was spun one hundred and eighty. Legs were split over the tip of his penis. She pleaded and pleaded as he adjusted her waste. It looked to Kira like the pretty teacher's flower was over the hole at the top of his sexual organ. There she hung off it while he held her tightly in place. One hand stroked Mrs. Cash, the other pinned Miss. Pierrot to the tip. Jeania gasped as Kira ignored what the redhead's hand was doing under her blanket. Kira grabbed a Strawberry shiver to nibble at as the show went on. Mrs. Cash's body must have felt good as he smiled and leaned his head back. The hand moving the busty blonde moved to wrap her legs tightly around his width. Faster she moved along that powerful being's sexuality. Miss. Pierrot was flopped about at his tip by his overwhelming power. She looked like a toy being roughly played with. Then Miss. Pierrot's back arched and her eyes went wide with fright. The giant stopped massaging that thick hard penis with Mrs. Cash. Then Miss. Pierrot jumped again. And a large glob of white fluid appeared between her bum cheeks. Kira knew what that was like on her face from a distance. That thick goo blasted straight up that woman's little sexuality must have been intense. Soon Miss. Pierrot collapsed, but since he still held her legs tight, she just dangled there off the end of his giant penis. Semen flowing from between her firm butt cheeks and down along her spin. The man landscape slowly stroked his shaft with Mrs. Cash. Likely looking to drain every last drop into the exhausted hanging woman. There he looked to be savoring his moment. He smiled and moved Miss. Pierrot off his tip upside down. Then lifted Mrs. Cash and pressed her panting face into Miss. Pierrot's exposed and semen drooling womanhood. He pressed them together in one hand and turned them so any fluids seeping out of Miss. Pierrot's flower would pool all over Mrs. Cash's face. He walked over and then put them away like a good child putting away toys after his mother's request. He opened their cage again. His eyes washed over Kira, then locked on his real worshiper, Jeania. "Like that huh? Good product. Now I'm going to wash up for the day. When I get back you two better have your bodies perfectly clean or get punished. Understood?" Kira wasn't even the focus yet that powerful voice burst air over her and into her very soul. She might not be as enamored as Jeania, but that didn't stop her from saying with the redhead, "Yes Master." He said and closed the door. Walking away. They looked at each other. Then bolted to the shower leaving their blankets behind. They didn't interact like the night before. No they had no idea when the giant would return. Without the giant looming Kira felt more fear of his wrath then that strange twisted lust. Jeania however was still fully affected by the idea of being in that cruel man's clutches. She was clearly fighting the urge to fondle herself. Kneading and massaging along her inner thighs. Self pleasured girlhood wouldn't be perfectly clean as he demanded so she washed instead. They came out and went to fix their hair. Clumps and knots might make him angry after all. "Should we do our make-up?" Jeania asked like she was going to meet up with some guy she had a crush on. "He said perfectly clean." Kira reminded her new friend. "Yes, right." Jeania accepted. Then she asked, "You think he likes me in pig-tails or should I try my hair down?" Kira couldn't think of a better answer then, "However you think it looks better." "But, what do you think? I mean he's so beyond us I want him to find me appeasing." Jeania sounded more worried about her appearance than not knowing why he wanted them clean. "Pig-tails." Kira decided for her. The creepy guy at her dad’s work had commented how guys his age like a pretty young thing in pig-tails once. And that was the last time Kira wore pig-tails to her father's office. "Are you doing pig-tails?" Jeania inquired. Kira didn't want to be appealing to that horrible giant. Well, currently, her reaction when under his direct attention was contrary to her true self. Still, if it would help relax Jeania she reasoned, "If you want me to." "Please, I think he'll like it if we matched." Jeania's longing to be this sick monster's plaything was disturbing. Yet the idea of an unknown new giant holding her in his hand did make Kira understand the desire. Then they were ready. Kira got up and went for her bags. "What are you doing?" Jeania questioned. "Getting dressed." Kira answered. "But, he wants us to be perfectly clean remember. How will he see we are clean if you're dressed." Jeania pointed out. "Fine, I just hope he doesn't want us clean so he can feed us to some beasts." Kira worried, grabbing her blanket from earlier. "No, no, he liked us. See, the cup of fruit slices. He wouldn't treat us so just to kill us off." Jeania was so certain. Kira grabbed a strawberry sliver and began to nibble. Jeania's point was a good one. There they sat for a bit nibbling on fruit crumbs while wrapped in their blankets. They were uncertain what could be taking that perverted giant. Then he appeared and Kira's mind was a flood of terror and temptation. He smiled at them wearing all black. In his hand was a large mug with a brown liquid. Around his neck was a chain with Heidi in her cheer uniform as the pendant. Her limbs were spread wide and restrained to an outer ring. Pig-tails was likely a good call as the busty strawberry blonde's hair was waving pig-tails at them from the sides of her scared face. He reached for the cage and Jeania leaped up and dropped her blanket. Her pose was clearly presenting to that sick giant. Kira just felt fear and sat trembling. Then the door clicked and swung open. This one minor change was like a light switch was flipped in Kira's mind. She was drawn to her feet like a moth to a flame. The shielding blanket slipped away as she exposed her naked form to that new mythological god. He looked them over. Then a hand reached in and slipped a finger between Jeania's thighs, stroking along her womanly area. Jeania purred as her hips rolled to gain more of that massive digit's touch. His words were like the rumble of distant thunder as he purred back, "Hello Red, your going to be a good little bitch for me aren't you?" Jeania looked to have trouble gaining breath then whimpered out lustfully, "Hmm yes Master." His hand moved and Kira's heart tumbled hard as it approached to touch her the same way. It pressed and Kira felt her flower bloom over its rounded pad. She gasped as the finger wiggled. The soft ridges of his finger print was stimulating her all over her girl spot. She could feel his might. With a twitch he could have flung her off her feet. A firm poke and she would be dangling in the air by just one of his tremendous digits. Her blood was boiling with sinful want. "You're a good little bitch too aren't you tan skin. Not as accepting as my Red. But you're learning aren't you?" His voice alone was enough to make Kira's body vibrate. "Yes Master, sorry Master." Kira had to expel those words to that living force of nature. "It's good bitch. You'll mine, we have time to train you more." He praised and Kira whimpered happily. "Now to sweeten my coffee." he said. His hand moved and Kira was helpless in his grip. Jeania's advice about just surrendering to his restrained might made this a pleasurable experience. Her toes touched hot liquid, then she was breast deep in the coffee. She could smell the chocolate mixed into his drink. It was a touch too warm. Not painful, more like a too warm bath. Then a happily humming Jeania slipped in beside her. Kira slipped lower into their Master's coffee with Jeania and followed her instinct to cuddle the curvy, freckled pretty. "Yeah, that looks perfectly sweet." he praised. Then lifted his mug to his lips and took a small sip. The tilt made them slip towards his face. The mug's bottom was too smooth to get great footing. His lips so close they could touch them he blew his enjoyment over them, "Yes, just wonderfully sweet." And Kira sang along with Jeania a single happy note. The towering modern Zeus walked and Kira found her mind unable to contemplate anything but his staggering dominance of them. Dipped in a chocolate seasoned coffee like those little chocolate spoons. She found herself fantasizing about him grabbing her and stirring his hot drink. Maybe pulling her out to suck the caffeinated beverage from her helpless little form. Maybe she'd get to experience whatever he had done to Heidi last night to get her to look as pleasured as she did. Maybe he'd teasingly press his teeth against her tiny body. Not enough to harm her, but definitely letting her know he could devour her alive if that alluring cruel deity wanted to. He went into that office he was in last night. A sip of coffee brought that mouth dangerously close to catching them. He snickered and grabbed Jeania. She was used to swirl his drink while Kira circled with the flow of the liquid. Then he looked at them and explained, "I'm going to film a video for my sight. A little new items for sale video. You two be quiet and act scared and Master will treat you afterward. Understand?" "Yes Master." They said before hugging close like good little scared helpless playthings. "Oh and if you get the dumb idea of calling out for help, remember this is not being broadcast live. Just recorded, so all you'll be doing is annoying me." He explained. "Yes Master." they whimpered, sounding a little more like scared tiny women. Jeania, adding to the looming Zeus' delight, "Please don't hurt us Master." "Good." he sighed. Then turned and pulled a long black wig out of a drawer. He put that on and adjusted it to his liking with the help of a mirror behind the door. Then over that was a plain off-white mask that covered all but his mouth. This new look helped Kira feel more frightened as this was like being now caught be a different giant. With lights set, he started recording. In a firm tone he said to the camera, "Greetings my loyal servants, it is I the Tiny Creator. I have great news for you all. I have recently come into ownership of two bus loads of lovely products to sell." Then he livened up and added, "And as a bonus, they're mostly cheerleaders. Then he held the restrained Heidi towards the camera. He continued, "Now these three will be staying as part of my personal collection. But I still have many fine little items that will be going up on the site for auction soon. In fact the stock I personally find less appealing should be up for bidding as of the posting of this video." He then lifted the mug and Jeania and Kira both released a scared yelp. Kira cringed as that exposed mouth opened around her. The powerful tongue literally turned her and lips sucked her from the coffee bath. She knew the camera would be viewing her naked bottom so she pressed her legs tight together so he lady bits wouldn't be exposed to his clients. Then his tongue hooked her breasts. The strength behind the licking tentacle was intoxicating. The budded texture of it's surface made her nipples scream with pleasure. Her hips pumped involuntarily with his lapping rhythm. Then he pressed her tight to the roof of his mouth. The world tilted and Kira found herself back in the coffee, hugging Jeania in fright. Then he just carried on, "I also will be adding two Bruce's snacks videos this week for your enjoyment. They were not the most appealing nibbles. But don't worry for Bruce, he'll get this month's sweet pretty soon. You know how he likes those cute tidbits." Now he grabbed Jeania. She kicked her legs wildly as he lifted her. The redhead made no attempt at modesty. His jaw started and her legs pointed straight out, knees bent and curled slightly inward. Kira could faintly hear Jeania gasping from within that giant maw. Then he dipped her back and they embraced again. "So watch for those videos soon being posted. And check the auction for the first wave for sale. Good for you poorer members to have a tiny bitch of your own. Or for you snuff fans, something you can maim to your content without worrying about breaking your lovelier pets." He advised his followers. Then in the same tone as people request viewers to like and subscribe on YouTube he said, "One last thing, those late or having trouble paying your membership fees remember they can be supplemented with good suggestive targets. The better the quality or quantity covers more of your late or future fees. As for those about to be three months late. I know how to find you and you know Bruce is always looking for treats. It's only a few bucks a month, not worth your life." "Well that's all for now. This is Tiny Creator saying, Always have a Tiny for fun." Then he stayed still for a few seconds then reached over and shut off his camara. He lifts the mug and the two of them slip into his lips as he takes a big drink. "Hmm, you two really do sweeten my coffee." Then he set it down and watches the video he just made. His hand absentmindedly fondling Heidi's spread legs. He seemed happy with his one take. He took his disguise off and put it away. Next he accessed some web site. He enters his username and password and starts uploading file folders. Kira realizes they are the image folders of the girls and cheer mothers that he didn't enjoy the appearance of. He sipped his coffee as he worked. Lowering their bath bit by bit. The new Zeus grabbed his mug and started to carry it somewhere. Up some stairs to a kitchen. Kira just realized they were in a basement and this was the first time she saw the outside world since they were kidnapped. The fact she didn't notice not seeing any windows made sense due to her new size's perspective. She couldn't tell with her little eyes if he had just had some trees about his home or if he was in a forested area. He placed down the mug beside a coffee maker the size of a small building. His massive hand latched onto Jeania and lifted her to his mouth. His lips closed just below the redhead's breasts. Jeania's eyes rolled into the back of her head and her neck tilted her head back. The giant's mouth flexed about and the freckled Latina loudly gasped and her breasts heaved. She whimpered openly when their kidnapper hooked his fingers under her arms and sucked on her as he pulled her out of his lips. He placed her in a little bowl-like dish. Kira found those incredibly powerful fingers pressed firmly against her sides. She was dizzy as he took no time lifting her up and sucked her into his mighty mouth. Lips hugged her tightly and that powerful tongue attacked her lower body. His oral limb was just so dominating. He was suckling her naked skin and making her heart thud in her chest. Then that textured tentacle wiggled between her legs and struck her girlhood. With a minor twitch her sexual flower blossomed fully open for his tasting. And taste it he did. The stroking motion shot pleasure deep into her mind. Kira never experience such intense sexual touches. Just as she was close to singing her overflowing pleasure she was pulled from that oral heaven while that Mythical god sucked his spit off her pleasure warmed skin. She openly pouted despite the fact he was forcing such touches upon her. Then the cold surface of the bowl beside Jeania. He poured a fresh cup of coffee. Then pulled a tin out and added some powdered chocolate. Stirring it then adding the spoon to the bowl with the two of them. He went to the vastly distant fridge and came back to add cream. He grabbed her and Kira found herself lifted and slipped back into the cup. The liquid was a touch too warm, near painful. He took no notice of her finch. In fact he swirled her about in the cup to help mix the cream. She staggered to the cup lip while he added Jeania. "I think I want a snack," he said out loud but clearly not to them. Then walked away and started gathering a plate full of snacks. He grabbed his mug as he passed to go back down stairs. He sat back down at his computer desk. He reached up and unlatched Heidi from her restraining ring. He placed her on the desk and ordered, "Fetch me a cookie, Sweets or else." Heidi clearly wasn't enthralled with his looming power as they in the mug did. "Yes Master, please don't hurt me." "Do as your told Sweets and you'll not be harmed." He snipped. His tone was cruel, his eyes followed her rush over to the plate. Clearly he liked the sweet girl's curvy form. She struggled to bring just one small cookie. He snatched it and commanded, "baby carrots." And she dashed over to the plate to try to keep that modern Zeus content. Now it was Kira's time to have her mesmerization cracked. He turned on several monitors then a video started. It was suddenly clear he had several little cameras in that horrible lizard's tank. They were clearly installed to emphasize the lizard's larger size over those fed to it. The video he was reviewing was the poor woman with the Eastern European accent. First he followed the woman's failed dash for safety. He made clips and placed them in a folder. Then he followed his pet Bruce as it stocked the helpless woman. Adding more clips and sorting them in among the woman's clips. As he was making video patches he kept ordering Heidi to drag snacks over to him. Then he stopped and noted, "Sweets, strip. I don't think you should be allowed to be dressed while my coffee sweeteners have to be naked." She nodded and begged in a whimpering tone, "Yes Master, please don't hurt me." Then started pulling off her uniform. "Cookie Sweets." he commanded as she was stripping. "Yes Master." The busty Strawberry blonde whimpers. Moving to the plate as she removes the last of her clothes. Dragging him a cookie that he dips in with Kira and Jeania as he continues to make that woman's horrible last two minutes of life into a five minute sick snuff film. His installed cameras must have been very high quality as they actually allowed some ability for him to zoom in and focus on things. Like the terrified look of the woman just as the tongue caught her between her shoulder blades. He clearly had quite a bit of experience making such disgusting videos as the woman's devouring movie was soon complete and titled sickly, "Bruce Snack 198: Russian Whore's Last John. Its cheaper to swallow." Then he started uploading it to his site. He grabbed Heidi and announced, "I'm done snacking. In my coffee Sweets." And added her in with them. Then he grabbed Jeania, "Come here Red." She was lifted and sucked waist deep into his mouth. Kira could see the exact moment his tongue touched Jeania's flower and made it blossom open. The Freckled girl softly gasped with each twitch of his jaw. Much like someone would chew absentmindedly on a toothpick, this modern Zeus lapped at Jeania's sexuality. As he worked, his fingers lifted and fondled her breasts with his free hand. Kira was much more keen to watch the pretty girl being suckled into delirious pleasure then the death of Mrs. Goguen on the screens behind her. Jeania started to moan louder and louder as he was stroking the tip of his tongue along her flower. He stopped working and pulled the sexually over powered redhead from his lips. Advising in an amused tone, "Shh Red. I need to hear that bitch’s screams to cut the clips together correctly." Then he simply sucked on her legs and she slid into his lips up over her buttocks. Kira watched and as soon at the giant's jaw started flexing Jeania began gasping hard. Her eyes rolled about in her head and her mouth opened wide with her tongue hanging out like a panting dog. He simply went back to work editing the video of his lizard eating Mrs. Goguen. Working his tongue along Jeania’s sensitive flower with the same amount of thought people used to chew bubblegum. Kira watched Jeania enjoying being suckled like hard candy. It was many times more appealing than watching him patch together a sick video of Mrs. Goguen being sucked down that monster's guilt. Their modern Zeus tongue didn't take long to make Jeania reach her peak of delight. She clamped her teeth onto her hand and wrapped the other over her mouth attempting to muffle her screams of ecstasy. The living mythical god-like man happily licked at Jeania and the pretty freckled girl came down from her climax only to fly right into the next pleasured burst. Jeania looked to struggle to even breath as he tasted her womanhood over and over. Soon the Freckled beauty hit her third climax and almost right after was lapped into her forth. Despite the sensation overload she bowed to his wishes and muffled her hard moaning with both her hands. Not that she had to do that relatively long. Soon all that textured stroking into overwhelming delight drained Jeania of even the strength to hold herself out from those massive lips. He reached up and plucked the Crimson haired girl from his mouth like she was an old cigar. Placing her on his snack plate. She rolled her head onto a short bread cookie and looked to pass out. Kira stared towards Jeania worried she might be hurt in some way. Then a shadow loomed and Heidi yelped. "Shush Sweets, I like mostly quiet while I work." Teased the Giant as he lifted the Busty Strawberry blonde from the huge mug. Heidi looked scared, her legs being drawn towards that force of nature's mouth. Scared but not totally resistant as Kira watched her open her legs apart as those giant lips started to close around Heidi's waist. Now her double D breasts heaved heavily. His free huge hand pressed fingers to them and rolled them. Soon she reached her peak. She was less loud moaning and more hard humming. He playfully pressed a finger tip to her mouth and she grabbed it, kissed her mouth against it and now she muffled scream. He must like the taste of sexually pleasured little women as he hummed like savoring a long wanted dessert. This made Heidi rattled in ecstasy. His lips made no change in expression around her body even as her hips pumped hard against his mouth movements. Soon like Jeania before her, Heidi was attempting to mute her quick and repeated climaxes. She pulled at the finger at her mouth to press it tighter to her lips so her climax bursts wouldn't draw the cruel giant's wrath. And just as with Jeania, the strawberry blonde was soon dangling completely drained of even with the sensually infused enthusiasm. He deposited Heidi beside Jeania like they were cookies he had decided against. She rolled onto her back and laid with her head pillowed on a celery stick. His hand swept along the table and lifted the mug. Kira was lifted towards that gigantic mouth. Open, the giant tilted the mug against his bottom lip and she started slipping into his maw with the caffeinated liquid. She was awash in coffee while laying prone on his massive tongue. Before her she could see the deep black pit that was his deadly throat. Then his lips closed and took all her light. The tongue pressed her mightily against the top of his enormous mouth. Then an intense force sucked all the fluid from this lightless cave. The only thing keeping her from flowing down that deadly tunnel was him simply pinning her. For him, an easy hold. For her, a dizzying display of power. Her life was his to devour any time he might chose and that made Kira strangely drunk with astounding arousal. Then her savor turns on her. The holding tentacle hooked along her side. Inside that lightless cave filled with teeth the size of boulders she was folded almost in two. Her strength was pointless as his dexterous tongue spun her completely around. And she gasped in delight as her head and torso was allowed out of his mouth. That's when his tongue attacked. It had just showed her how weak she was in comparison to his vast size. Still her instinct was to attempt to guard her womanly flower. Legs were licked apart with blood rushing dominance. Then he just touched her womanhood with just the edge of his tongue. A slight wiggle of his oral tentacle made her sensitivity to blossom open and expose the tender spots to his mercies. One stroke, one slow stroke and Kira curls at a sensation she never thought possible. He holds for her to catch her wits enough to question how such a small act from him could instantly cause her so much intense sexual pleasure. That respite ends as he strokes along her secret flower again. "Yes Please!" She loudly begs. Her hips are grabbed by the sides of his fingers and cruelly he pulls her from that combination heaven and death trap. "Shhh Tender, I need to match sounds from the clips to make the video flow correctly." "Sorry Master, please forgive me Master." Kira begged for his forgiveness in hopes he would start tasting her private spot again. His breath cooled her spit wet skin as he spoke. This close his voice actually makes his skin vibrate slightly from its might, "You're lucky your so sweet tasting Tender." Lips press tight around her waist. Not crushing her or hindering her breathing, no, just enough to easily hold her dangling. Tongue just touches her thighs and she follows Heidi's example and spreads her legs wide to allow it unfiltered access to her sexuality. And access her womanhood it does. Kira bits her bottom lip. Like she could contain the waves of pleasure rippling up through her body. She struggles to keep her moaning low as his sensual tastes are too much for her small, defenseless form. The more she failed, the firmer he lapped. The tighter that textured surface kissed into her sexual flower the more rapture burst from her mouth. Then he hums, that savoring hum he hit Heidi with. And hit it did. Kira arched back as her body melted into a euphoric puddle. Her sexual pleasure was clay and he was a master sculptor. If he wanted her silent his happy intense vibrating suckling of her miniature womanhood was not the way to keep her mute. A hand grabbed her dangling torso. She swam in might that could crush her yet was only after touches of her body. Her breasts was his toys. Their nipples were alert as they were to be pressed and rolled by this modern Zeus. That stiff alertness made silence even more impossible. "Sorry Master, Sorry Master," She moaned out in apology until a delirious flood washed her out to sea of heaven again. Kira came back to near her senses again. But that was just a glimpse as he continued tasting her sensitive flower, its pedals held open wide by just the tip of his gigantic tongue. Trembling made by his gentle humming and nipples danced as his fingers fondled her out pushed breasts. In seconds it seemed she was long from reason and back to heaven again. Over and over she was his treat and in being savored she was treated beyond what she thought was ever possible from her limited experiences. Her body leans more and more on that hand and it's groping fingers. Womanhood was spoiled with too much pleasure and wasn't lending her any more endurance. The eyes can't focus and lids became heavy. She climaxed again despite her pitiful body's exhaustion. Then as she is coming down that last rush he sucked his spit off her lower body while pulling her overly spent body from his lips. The plate is cold as she is laid beside Jeania. Kira's last bit of strength rolled her body so her head can be rested on that sweet smelling cookie. Snuggling tight to Jeania's enticingly curvy form to use her supple body's warmth to counter the cold surface of the plate. As uncomfortable and disturbing a location this was, it didn't stop her from passing out into a sweet deep sleep. - Shrink Aprentice - Posts: 46 - Joined: Sat Sep 12, 2020 11:06 am - Gender: - Contact: Re: Tiny Products - HentaiHunter1 - Shrink Master - Posts: 439 - Joined: Thu Jul 23, 2020 4:44 am - Gender: - Contact: Re: Tiny Products Thanks for your input on pics, 2 In 1 Out. <-- That last bit is more for me to keep track of votes. - HentaiHunter1 - Shrink Master - Posts: 439 - Joined: Thu Jul 23, 2020 4:44 am - Gender: - Contact: CH 04: Tiny Products Chapter 04: Shipping and Trophies M/f,f,f Sexual Teasing and Degrading. M/f,f Sexual Torment L/f Vore Kira awoke, her body was still tired from the giant's oral molesting. She felt like it had only been a short nap. He was done editing video and was working on something new. Profiles, a short paragraph or so profiles on the girls and ladies from her and the varsity team. Like a sales blurb on the packaging of a product. These were mostly quick stats like their former bust size with the disgusting descriptors cum catchers and/or clit rubbers. Or their new length of their legs with Cock Wrappers and/or Penetration Handles. It really enforced he just viewed them as things to be sold. They were to be used and abused simply because they were too small to resist. His finger stroked her head. That power could have pinned her to the plate or lifted her by her skull. Neither happened. No he just stroked her like a pet and this size difference owning her strangely made her feel confusingly aroused, desirable by a being of vast power. Then his words was reassuring yet terrifying, "Don't worry Tender, I'll be keeping you for my own collection." She did feel personally more safe knowing the tormentor and abuser. He wasn't kind, the taunting, the forced sexual touching, watching him gleefully sacrifice others to that lizard. Yet she knew being a pretty keepsake she was protected in a limited way. Jeania sat up and seeing the giant stroking her head leaned to request his touch too. He snickered and moved over and hooked his finger to fondle her breasts, "Now now Red, we both know you like watching almost more than my touches. Your sick little bitch." As to demonstrate he moved over to the still sleeping Heidi and latched upon her large breasts. Grinding them and even lifting her slightly, for him, off the plate by them. This molesting awoke Heidi and she yelped in fear then just laid there whimpering as he fondled her. Too helpless to escape even though this was just one of his mighty hands. Jeania was gushing at the sight. Her chest heaved as she breathed hard watching her friend and teammate be abused before her. Kira watched her turn to look her in the eye. A guilty expression passed the Redhead's features. Then she turned her head all slumped down. Kira noticed Jeania's hand sliding down along her hip. Down between her thighs. Then her waist rocked and her arm worked. Clearly her guilt couldn't compete with her lust for this giant's display of power. A grumbling from the center of the giant alarms Kira. He rubs his stomach and sighs, "Huh right. Lunch time." His hand released Heidi's breasts and pushed the three of them together. Their naked bodies pressed tight he lifted them and deposited them into the mostly empty mug. He lifted them and started out of the room. Kira had many nightmare images of what this giant would devour for lunch. Living beings crushed between his boulder's large teeth. She could picture all shorts of horrors connected to this modern Zeus' meals. A couple ham and cheese sandwiches with thin sliced veggie sticks on the side was not one of her awful scenarios. Even the cola soda was just too normal, too human. He plucked Heidi from the mug. She whimpers till he sucks the dripping coffee off her legs, at that point she hums in pleasure despite her own fears. Heidi is placed on a plate covered in a dish cloth. Jeania nabbed next. She makes no scared noise. Toes point out to aid his slipping her lower half into his maw. The redhead's hip pumps as soon as that massive jaw's muscles start moving. Jeania whimpers only as he starts to pull her from that oral cave. Next to Heidi she was placed. Kira held her breath as he latched onto her. Lifting her with an ease that was still so mesmerizing since she adopted her new mindset. Her legs lowered into that deep dark cave. Lips pressed tight and restraining. Then the tongue slipped up her leg and made contact and her held breath escaped in a loud wanting moan. He sucked her lower form. It's a twisted thrilling sensation. The knowledge she isn't swallowed alive is his choice made her want to please this modern mythical god more. For she is well aware her body couldn't have hoped to save herself from such pressure if it was left to her devices alone. Pulled cruelly free, she is placed beside Jeania. A small dish filled with leftover nibbles of his chosen veggies sprinkled with torn bits of ham slice. "Eat." he commands, then starts on his own meal while checking his phone. Was he surfing more tiny people selling sights? Or could this towering living force of nature be doing something so normally human as checking social media? Kira hadn't noticed how hungry she was till the scent of cheap ham slice touched her nose. Then she looked at the other two and they were looking at her as well. All three rushed the dish of scraps their Master gifted them with. Kira latched onto a ham bit, thick at her size, like it was the very loaf it was cut from. Teeth latched and she had to turn her neck and tear a hunk of animal flesh off like she was some sort of savage beast. The processed meat tasted so good. It was like at this new size she could detect every minor taste attached to the food stuff. Or it might have been that she had barely eaten in nearly twenty four hours and her miniature form was begging for solid food. The three of them attacked the offered slivers of food like beasts. It isn't just the ham that is a strangely flavor delight. The sweet pepper and the nearly rock hard carrot was delicious. Like the fruit treat this morning, her mind linked it to them being fresh and perfectly ripe. Now she wondered if her size just gave everything a richer flavor. Soon they are literally scraping the dish’s sides to collect the juices left there for just one more taste. He took the dish away and Kira noticed her and the other two sat on their knees with arms before themselves like begging dogs hoping their master will reward another scrap of his food. As she is about to sit and attempt to cover her modesty his hand returns. A block of orange cheese about the size of a small trunk was sitting there. "Eat." he commands. They all reach to tear a chunk off to savor the rewarded cheddar. "Stop." he commanded and they all timidly pulled their arms back like someone slapped their outstretched hand. "Mouths only." He clarifies. Kira sighs at this degrading command. Still she slinks down to all fours with her current partners. They all reach out their mouths like timid dogs. Teeth tear into the cheese. There they start eating together like beasts. Their buttocks held up above their heads. Waving about in a tight bent position. "Good bitches." He praised them as he admired their displayed posteriors. This degradation didn't end with them eating the cheese. They were pretty pets for him after all. As they devoured the last crumbs he commanded, "Now lick each other's faces clean." Kira accepted this direction as his word was the law now. She worried her life could be forfeit by a minor infraction. She leaned and licked orange from Jeania. Heidi's face licked at her mouth. Jeania sucked on Heidi's cheek then turned to suckle Kira's chin. He made a dirty happy noise and they were no longer hunting cheddar bits but oral exchanges to appease and get deeper into the giant's kinder graces. His hand grabbed them and pressed them tight together facing each other. Kira knew she had fair sized breasts but Heidi's plump mounds almost totally eclipsed hers. They looked at each other, Kira could tell they were all wondering the same thing, what should we be doing? Into a giant bathroom. He pressed them to the side of his sink and released them, and they slid down towards the drain. He lifts his hand and starts a trickle of cold water. Then he moves away, likely to use the washroom. Heidi leaped up and rushed over to the drain and squatted over the hole. "Hurry, used the bathroom." She advised them. Kira was uncomfortable with sharing a hole and peeing together openly like this was strange. Heidi looked at Jeania and her hesitation and explained, "Edith told me he really hates if we mess while he plays with us. So we have to use the bathroom any time he offers us a chance to go. Hurry, we only have as long as he gives us. Try to do both if you can." That was punctuated with a plop from her backside. This was even more uncomfortable now. But she didn't want to gain his hate. Mrs. Goguen gained a taste and was eaten by that lizard because of it. She moved her bottom over the hole and urged herself to go. The flowing water helped as it dimmed the sounds of the other two grunting to force body wastes from their bodies too. She just finishes as water floods the three of them. Water splatters with soap all over them. The giant is washing his hands like they were not there. They manage not to slip into the drain. Luckily even if they did they wouldn't get far as the cross bars just below would hold them from disgusting death. The giant starts drying his hands as he commands, "Perfectly clean Products." The three use the flowing water to make absolutely certain every little bit of offending material that was well rinsed from their lower areas. Water stopped and giant towel like material wrapped them and patted them mostly dry. Then a hand pinned them together again and carried them out of the bathroom. In the bowl by the coffee maker and he refreshes his drink again. They three are placed into it together before he sips it. Snapping a lick across Heidi's face before tilting the mug down and heading back down to his basement. Jenna Penny He places them on the end table by the couch he had used Kira and Jeania on last night then wanders over to the cages. He opens a cage door and reaches in. Grabbing someone inside and begging pleas was blasted at him. Kira knew that voice better for snarking insults and barking instructions. Jenna, the cheer Queen of the school. She welded such power that even some teachers had bowed to her wishes. Now she was nothing but a plaything. Kira heard herself sigh at that show of power. His hand dropped Jenna back in her cage with, "Don't move Product." commanded. Then another voice whimpered and Kira knew that as Jenna's harsh lieutenant Penny. This former Cheer princess, also used to others bowing to her, was openly offering her one current possession to the giant so as not to be harmed. Promising her body in exchange for her life. He reached in and Jenna's voice yelped. In one hand dangling from their calves were the two highest ranking varsity cheer members he had caged. He undid his pants while holding them. Making them swing and bang together as his hand undid his belt. They swung helplessly as he popped his button and yelped as they dropped with his fly. Thickly resting against his tight underwear was his semi-curled penis. He pulled his briefs down and it flopped out. Dangling only slightly aroused. While he gives his sexuality a slight lift he hooks the two cheer generals so their faces and chests sandwich the thickness. There he drags their pretty features and busts along his giant penis till it becomes fully erect. He lays down on the couch in a lounging position. He drops the two older teens into his lap. As they stagger to their feet he commands, "Straddle my cock and make out." The two naked dance toned forms practically leap to stretch their long shapely legs over the girth of his sexual organ. They face each other and timidly begin to kiss. They had made out more intimately at parties to tease boys and men, but that was a show and they were not naked. He barks and Kira jumped at the angry thunder, "I said make out. Make me believe it." They clearly were reluctant to press their nakedness together. An uncomfortable expression was heavy on Jenna's face. Then she saw the giant's mad eyes and pulled tight to Penny. Penny read the reaction having experienced time in his groin yesterday. This looked more intimate as their hands looked to explore the other's naked body. Still a show, even the hands clawing buttocks or fondling breasts was restrained. But the giant lightly praised, "That's a bit better." Then a twitch of the muscles in his groin made the penis jump, throwing the cheer royalty off balance. In a second they were back to kissing and show touching. He reached back and grabbed the mug. A sip got a tongue swipe across Kira's face and they were placed back to continue watching. While Heidi shied away from the show. Jeania wadded to the closer lip and hung from it softly purring. Kira found herself enthralled by his power, yet also worried for the safety of the older girls. The giant sat there watching for a few minutes. Occasionally making his penis jump and enjoying the helpless startled reaction from the girls riding on top of it. Then he sighed and advised, "Enough of this weak showing." He reached down and grabbed Penny. Turning her around and making her lay face down along the top of his penis with her face at the tip. Penny had enough experience with guys to know the giant's next command before he gave it. Her body grind to the massive sexual organ while at the domed tip her tongue took long slow licks at that sensitive spot. The giant moved Jenna next. Positioning her to lay face down upon the lower half of his shaft. Seeing Penny's actions she copies her usual hench girl's actions in attempting to appease that massive man. The giant waits about a minute before he growls meanly, "Product Murphy, what are you doing?" "Rubbing my body against your giant cock?" she replies. Kira could hear her fear and hope that this was what he wanted to her. "Yes, and that feels good. What is your mouth doing?" He requested in an angry-like rumbling tone. "Licking your cock?" she whimpered. "Did I say you should stop making out with young Product Gates?" he asked knowingly. "But her mouth is way up by your head?" Jenna replied in confusion. "Those are not her only lips." he says then makes his penis jump again. She yelps at the jumping manhood. Then looked up at Penny's upturned buttocks and those shapely open thighs. Kira could see Jenna's face as actual disgust framed her features. Then she whined helplessly, "OK, fine." Then she moved her face up to Penny's presented sexuality. Her head moved between Penny's thighs in a licking like motion. Jenna hadn't performed a minute before the giant snapped, "Product Murphy you’re small not invisible. Get your tongue deep into Product Gates' cunt and get her moaning quickly or Bruce will learn if that purple hair makes you grape flavored or not." Jenna cringed in terror. Then hands grabbed Penny's hips. Jenna's face mashed deep into Penny's flower and Kira saw her licking furiously at the brunette's womanhood. Penny looked a bit disturbed look. An uncomfortable state was soon ignored as she started licking her capture's giant penis top again. Penny's voice carried as she began making honest aroused sounds. There he smiled watching Jenna debase herself for his delight. Penny was making more and more sound of delight at being attended by Jenna's panicked mouth. His hand went down and admired their servicing bodies. He took the mug and Jeania's top half disappeared in his mouth as he took a drink. He lifted her from the mug and her legs bent in a girly way then wiggled back and forth playfully as his mouth worked. He slipped her back in and she giggled like a naughty child. He looked down at the older girls and noted, "Like the view my naughty little Red?" "Yes Master, you're so powerful. Let me worship your cock too?" she lustfully begged. "That sounds nice, but I have things I need to do pet. Maybe later." he teased his tiny groupie and licked her freckled face. He placed the mug down and clearly pretended to sigh in disappointment, "Speaking of things needing done." His hand reached down and Kira expected the Cheer royalty to be stroked along his penis till he was satisfied. It wasn't to be at this time. He grabbed Jenna and pressed her along one side of his shaft while moving Penny to sandwich the other side. Then he pulled his underwear tight over them, pinning them along his erection. Then did up his pants like having two fit teen girls trapped in his pants was a normal thing. He stood, grabbed the mug and walked over to the cages. With the bulge clearly wiggling in his pants he started refreshing the dry cereal containers. Dumping the uneaten cereal in upon people in the drawer he pulled that first poor woman he fed to that monster lizard. It was a fairly deep drawer, holding several dozen women on one side and about the same amount of men on the other divided by a clear plastic wall. They latched onto bits of cereal and clung to them like hoarding rodents. Kira felt bad for them. Nothing more than animals just hoping to survive. They looked upon the giant like a cruel devil as he controlled their hell. Yet when his eyes passed over, the woman tried to look appealing. The men attempted to look fit for sale. He finished dumping loose cereal on them and closed the drawer hard like he didn't find the item he wanted in the junk drawer. Then to the cages he placed the bus drivers in. Kira was surprised at the fact several cages had men and boys in them. Labels, likely their last name, were slipped in a slot above their door. Kira strained to see if their cages had those labels, and was surprised not to have noticed before. He went over to his office and grabbed his tablet. He looked over a list of last names then opened the door and said, "Product" then a last name, followed by, "collect your things." Then as scared men and boys grabbed bags to a few loose items he started to freshen the food supply of the cages that would still hold a guy in them. Then he grabbed a tub and started gathering those named on the list. They cowered and pleaded much like Kira and her friends did. The giant looked to like the helpless men's whimpering, not like with the girls and ladies he found pretty. More in a, I have all the power, manner. Then walked away from their cages. He walked into the room with the tank still holding the stolen school buses. There beside the bus with the roof bent open was a lone left bag. He stopped, took a sip of coffee and asked himself, "Why is there still a bag in there?" Then he chuckled. Thrusting his groin forward, tightening his pants likely pressing Penny and Jenna tight to his penis. He spoke tauntingly at them through his pants, "Looks like I forgot to give your bitch mother her bag. Remind me to get that to her won't you Product Gates." Then he walked over to a desk, setting them onto a coaster. On the desk was a massive monitor with other smaller monitors displaying waves and random numbers. Beside it was a small grayish white metal box with a black painted glass top and a lamp looking funnel-like cone. Beside the desk was a counter on which he placed the tub of sold mini men and boys. He set up his tablet beside a giant computer monitor. Then he turned the monitor on. He brought up data on the tablet connected to a profile and started entering it into a program on the monitor that looked a lot like google maps. Then the program showed a processing hourglass. Then in less than a minute it showed an apartment complex. It must have been a fairly nice building as each apartment looked to have good size verandas with high end barbeques, hammock racks or other pricey back porch additions. He looked at the data and typed in an apartment number and this program knew what veranda was that apartment’s as it focused perfectly onto one with a padded reclining porch chair with a folded umbrella attached to the base of it. He looked into the tub of scared men and boys and grabbed a guy about Kira's age. "You lucky little Product, I know this client and she's a gentle player. And trust me, she is one fine looking lady." He grabbed a cheap plastic tub from a shelf under the cabinet and stuffed the young man and his bag into it. He snapped a lid on it that had small holes cut into it. Placed the container on a small black painted glass plate form beside him. He then entered something into the program and the light from the funnel light flickered. Then what almost seemed like a solid beam of light projected over the cheap container. The beam glowed around it but not the intense shine Kira would have expected from such a hard looking projection. Then in a second it was done and the guy and his container was gone. "Lets message his buyer, oh, guess I don't have to." On the screen a lovely woman in her mid-thirties appeared on the veranda holding a fancy glass with a brightly colored drink. Despite the big floppy hat on her head her figure was well displayed in her string two piece bikini. She spotted the tub holding the shrunk young man and squealed and jumped bouncing her fair sized breasts. His finger stroked Jeania's head as he confessed, "I'm so waiting for her Sugar Daddy to get caught by his wife so he has to cut her off from his money. She'll make a wonderful product. Lucky little pussy rubber is in for hours of fun." He then hit a button and the projection reset. Kira hoped to recognize the large area of land it showed but with no place labels for reference or even how closely it was focused it was near impossible to tell. The giant just brought up another profile and started typing. And that was basically it. He would focus on a house or apartment. If there wasn't a safe place to deposit the sold man or guy he would just send a message requesting a drop of time. If he could he would stuff the man or boy with their little belongings into a cheap tub. Make some comment about their new owner like, "They're lickers." Or, "I'll not spoil why they like their tinies meaty." And send the bought product as he saw them on their way. That chore done, he looked over at the tank holding the buses. He walked over and grabbed Mrs. Gates' bags and went back to the monitor. He then typed something into the program and over the buses was a hard beam of light. Then it looked like they were gone. He stood and Kira could see they were not gone, but just much smaller. Like the size of Hot Wheels cars. He moved beside the giant fish tank and reached in and grabbed the bus with the torn open roof and tossed it into the garbage. Then he grabbed the bus Kira had been riding in. He walked over to a different part of the dark room. He turned on an overhead display lamp and a glass cabinet displaying cars and trucks was now in clear view. Each on a little pedestal with a label gun label giving them names like a convertible listed as Bachelorette #6 or the Military cargo truck called Army Surplus. He opened the glass doors. Then he pulled out a drawer and grabbed a cheap pedestal and placed it in. Then he placed them down to lift a label gun. He rotated and clicked out a label and attached it to the pedestal then lifted the bus and proudly placed it on the display stage. He closed the doors and lifted their mug, taking a sip. Once they were level again Kira read the label under the bus. He had named it Cheerwares. There had to be over a dozen cars and trucks in this display and each once had people in them he shrunk and sold. Or scary easily, done worse too. Kira shivered in terror at how much evil he had gotten away with. Jeania reacted differently when she came to the same realization. She practically swooned, making a loud delighted sound. "Like my trophies Red?" he asked. "Yes Master." she gushed. "You are on your way to be my top bitch Red. Here, let's look at them all." As Jeania practically loudly purred he turned on several more display lights over other glass doored cabinets, These shelves were full and Kira joined Heidi behind Jeania just shaking her head at the monster's ego displayed. The giant looked to enjoy treating the pretty young little redhead to a display of his cruelty. Trophies of his kidnappings and tormenting. He regales the worshiping Jeania on things like ones that gifted him one his few kept pets, others that brought on a beneficial bidding war among his clients, or worse, car loads that suffered by his or other's hands. As Kira and Heidi cringed in his mug, Jeania praised and begged for more details. Kira did find his honestly a touch twisted, As the one labeled as, "The First Car," was not the first in his trophy cases. No, his true first vehicle was an armored bank truck he had tagged as, "Starting Capital." It wasn't his only formerly money-loaded armored truck. Seems he grabbed a few to start his disgusting business, upgrade his equipment, and as the last one was titled, "Petty Cash." "Well, I've been hard long enough." He declared and walked them back to the cage room. He sits at the desk and pulls the little round pedestal table over. Kira's shoulders are grabbed and lifted from the mug. Kira couldn’t resist delighting as she lowered into that maw half ringed in white ridged boulder teeth. Lips closed and tongue plays with her legs. Her blood races from his mind-boggling physical power. Her helplessness flooded her mind in a bizarre lust. Then he puppets her to make aroused barks as the tip of his tongue teased her womanhood. He sucked his spit off her lower half as that immense hand pulled her from that arousing maw. She was placed on the mini-table with the order, “Present to me Tender." Kira couldn't help but want to comply. Kneeling with shoulders pulled back to force her chest out for his eyes to inspect. Face up she waits, excited in an immoral way for the vulgar results she knew was about to happen. She even felt her mouth begin to salivate in anticipation. His pants opened like a grand gate. Underwear lowered to show his erect penis still attended by two glistening older teens. The pretty ladies look exhausted from their toned bodies efforts to make this modern Zeus happy. He snickers mockingly at them then informs them, "See Tender? She's earned a safe home here as one of my personal bitches. You two, you two will earn me some pocket change. That's right, you're nothing but cheap Knick knacks while she is a treasure. Treasures need protean to stay good and strong." His hand grabs both former Cheer royalty. Slowly he savors their contours as he drags them up and down his mythical sized penis. He's in no rush. Kira can see on his face he's enjoying their helpless torment as much as their toned bodies pleasuring his manhood. Playfully he pulls Jeania from his mug. "Come on Red, I really want my new favorite toy to have a good seat to watch me work." Jeania screams lustfully, "Yes Master, Thank you Master!" as she's now lowered into his mouth. Lips close and his jaw slowly works. It's clear he's also prolonging Jeania's time in his oral cave. Teasing her sexually while admiring her shapely legs with that tongue. And Jeania clearly couldn't be happier. Kira starts and cringes as that giant Lizard prances over. Claw brace against the glass of the tank like the Lizard was trying to get a better view. The Mythical deity came real, pulled Jeania from his lips and explained like the beast would understand, "Sorry Bruce these aren't treats for good boys. These are products and daddy's toys." The Lizard makes a little circle and lowers its head and bobs it about. The giant giggles and states, "Oh don't pout. None of these but I think I can get you one from the non-selling drawer? What do you think Red, should I feed Bruce a treat?" Kira's stomach turned as Jeania moaned, "Yes Master, he looks so sad." "Hear that Bruce, you have a fan. OK Red, but you have to remind me to edit the video tomorrow." The giant snickers. Jeania is sucked back into the giant's mouth. Kira watches as that sick man pulls open that deep drawer. His hand hovers over and screams come from the drawer. Jeania is so lost in her blasphemous worship of the giant she cheers him on. "No Master, one of the bitches." He smiles around Jeania. He likes his twisted Crimson Haired devil he was sucking on. But that didn't stop him from playing. He pulled Jeania out and looked directly at Kira. "Well Tender, you heard Red. She wants a bitch treat for Bruce. But I fed him two bitches yesterday. So should I feed him another bitch or a bastard? Come on Tender, savor a taste of power, bitch or bastard?" Kira couldn't answer that. Pick a gender to die to appease that towering titan. Yet, she couldn't say nothing. Those large dark eyes focused on her made her heart race in fear and fever. Her mind raced with one thought, appeasing the modern Zeus. Happy man deity rewards with thick giant seed. She wanted that rich sweet salty load to smother her face and drown her throat. Her moral self screamed all this was sinful, begged her to pray for God's forgiveness and help. Yet as Father Brown often said the Devil could cruelly be stronger then even the most chaste people. And with his gigantic sexuality being stroked by pretty girls she sort of hated Kira just found this towering demon too mighty to deny. Her own cruel mind twisted the choice. He wouldn't feed one of them, but she could imagine one of those awful girls was the treat if she selected a lady. Her mind adding the perverse reason that they all will be fed to Bruce at some point anyway, by not selecting one she was in truth prolonging their tortured living death. Kira heard her voice heave an answer. "No no Tender, no Lady in that drawer. Say the word Tender." The giant demanded. Kira wondered how he knew. How she loathed swearing. How she was never allowed to use such language. A curse word leads to another and another and soon you're using the lord's name in vain. Yet by delaying she was making her communion of his sacred wine take even longer. She could, just this one. Tell her new Zeus and be blessed in thick white again. "Bitch Master." she moaned more wantingly then she knew she could feel. "OK Tender, bitch it is." He stated. Jeania went back into his mouth to free up his hand. He tilted that building sized body while still stroking those mean girls. His tip was so close. Kira's own strange lust figured he wouldn't get mad if she serviced him too. She clamped her chest and face to that domed tip of his manhood. Her breasts sang in delight as their nipples grind into his smooth sexual top. Her mouth wide, her tongue dragged his sensitive skin. A slight gooey liquid is there appetizing her longing as it hinted heavily of his semen's flavor. Greedily she drinks this syrup hoping the main course would blast over her soon. He wasn't mad. Happy sound growls from the modern Zeus. His hips push a touch forward to get more feel of her body, knocking her back. The tip drags up her stomach over her breasts and nuzzles her face. Her hands stroke in worship of its sexual might. Tongue lapped kisses to the glory of his grand dominance of her weak form. He cruelly sits back. Kira whimpers and repositions herself as he wanted her earlier. Goo on her cheeks tease her hand up and finger smooth the gift from her face to their length and she licks them like the popcycles her mother gave her as a child. The giant is holding a Black woman over the lip of the tank. Bruce, that silly dragon, is more focused on Jenna and Penny. Did that grand lizard know Jeania and herself were off limits or was them moving drawing his bestial eyes? Kira's morality told her this was wrong, yet that devil's sexual fluids has her mind eager to see that Black woman's death. Zeus smiles around the gasping Jeania. He was smiling down at Kira, blessing her with his direct gleeful gaze. He somehow knew he was destroying her sense of right or wrong. Holy and sin. She failed again and nodded in agreement of sin. The black woman fell. Landing in a puff of sand. Kira was surprised that one didn't sell. Fit athletic form with long legs. Did Zeus not bother or was there something unseen wrong with her. Bruce didn't seem to notice. Still watching his grand owner stroking teen former cheerleaders along his sexuality. Then Kira's heart twitched as Bruce's nose twitched. His head tilted and his feet bounced but he didn't turn toward the woman trapped in with him. The woman was taking advantage by quickly but quietly sneaking along the far side. Kira would have to ask her powerful Zeus why all the treats attempted to reach the log and possibly beyond. Scent beat stealth as Bruce twisted about quickly. Mouth cracked in that smile-like expression. He rushes towards the dark skinned treat and she knows, bolting hard and fast towards the wooden barrier. Bruce fired his tongue with almost calculated accuracy. Catching the woman's round ass. She ripped back with incredible speed. The dark skinned woman is deposited in that dragon's jaw basically folding her body in half. She squirms frantically in an attempt to escape and Bruce does his jaw snap, pulling her in tighter. Hands and feet wave from between those scale hardened lips. Bruce snaps again and they are pulled inside. Yet no throat stretching living mound down the dragon's throat. Bruce tilted his head up. Making gasping like bites into the air. The woman was there at the back of his throat still struggling if weakly. Her round buttocks folded made her nearly twice as thick in bodily girth. Kira worried the dragon was choking on that big butt till she saw that their Zeus seemed amused. This didn't concern him, it must be fine. The lizard made a few more grunting gasps, then the woman was sucked from sight. Her girth was visible as she was swallowed down that wyvern's neck. Happy to have gotten to play with a tiny woman too, Bruce happily waddled back to his sacred long and sat on it head up like he was on guard for his master. Protecting him from unseen treats. The man deity now began to treat himself. Speeding up the sensations caused by Jenna and Penny being dragged along his Sexual shaft. The two moaned, but not the pleasured sounds such actions had caused Kira to sing. Kira's mouth hung open waiting for her latest baptismal. Her tongue dangled and she couldn't stop herself from drooling. Her throat was dry and eager to swallow the force of nature's seed. She hated how much she was a slave to these new strange lusts. How hungry she was for the pleasures of giant flesh, thirsty for his liquid release. His hand hooked along her back and under her arms. Lifting her from the table and pressing her face and breasts to the giant's tip. Mouth found the hole at his top and she suckled at it for that rich giant semen taste. Her hands stroked at the dome to tempt the white syrup to her throat. Breasts heaved along it for the rush it gave through them. She didn't have to worship long before his blessings began to flow. Kira swallowed as hard and fast as her little throat could manage but the flow of thick rich goo overwhelmed her mouth. It flooded her features. At the angle he held her tight the man deity's semen covered her face and generously flowed down her neck and over her breasts. He used those mean girls to milk every drop of her reward onto her. Kira felt her lungs start to burn as her body began to plead for air. The muffled grunts of the modern Zeus's thunderous voice told he wasn't rushing his finish. Then she was released enough to swallow a patch for air free. The wood of the pedestal table held her back as she gasped hard for air. "Fuck Tender you look great covered in my cum." The Giant praised. Soon a warm curvy figure was crawling up her body and greedily licking his leavings off Kira's aroused breasts. She didn't mind, Kira's stomach was over full with his gift of seed and Jeania's writhing form felt just as delicious. "What luck finding two little giant cum sluts like you in those buses. You Product learn from those two and maybe you'll get Master eager to feed you spunk too." Kira felt the modern Zeus walk away. His looming presence had a powerful impact that was lessening. Likely putting the Product away. That didn't matter, she had a new focus in hand, and her hands focused excitedly on Jeania's girliah curves. Kira could feel those soft lips suckling the modern mythical god's seed from her breasts. Tongue circled and twirled about her nipple making Kira gasp happily. Jeania's tongue laps Kira's cheek then her mouth suckles Kira's. Their tongues coil around each other’s, making Kira's body long to tangle tighter with Jeania's. She's about to submit to that sinful instinct when giant fingers press them together firmly. The infusion of his might into this intimate interaction made Kira's blood burn with lust. Cold floor against Kira's back as those ruling digits are released. "Enjoy Tender Red, I think I'll let you rest for the rest of the day." The giant's voice rumbled. Then this clear plastic door clicks closed. Jeania rose up. Kira didn't know why and was too distracted to ask. Zeus' semen coated those freckled breasts and she needs to taste it. Her mouth clamped over the closest mound and she sucked her giant seed Sunday while her tongue licked the cherry nipple at the tip. Kira heard Jeania making sexual sounds as she's being tasted. Kira felt Jeania scraping her hand along her skin to lick that modern mythical god's seed from her fingers greedily. This posture lifted Jeania's body to an accessible position. Kira's eager hand snakes between Jeania's thighs and finds a very wet womanly flower. Jeania moans out mesmerized sounds. Her hips pump along Kira's touching of her tight sexuality. Kira hungrily devours Jeania's giant semen flavored breasts. The more Kira enjoyed Jeania's body the louder Jeania sang Libido racing sounds. The more pleasing sounds Jeania made the more lustful Kira touched the Red Head's appealing body. This reached a point when that Freckled Latina roared in what Kira rejoiced as climax. Then once this delightful burst ended Jeania collapsed over Kira's prone body. Whimpering Jeania begged, "Please stop, stop Kira." Kira surrendered to the request. Enjoying the feel of her gasping supple Jeania blanket. This gave Kira time to calm down. Her blood's fire cooled. This brought her memory that she was a good faith following girl. She remembered this activity was a sin. This had to be from the twisted influence from that sick giant. Then she reasoned it had to be because of the amount of semen he forced down her throat. Yes, she figured, it must be because of the giant man hormones just overwhelming her natural attraction instincts instilled in her by God. Yes, Kira thought, that had to be the issue. Even her still longing to touch and be touched by Jeania. That was infused men interests via over overload of hormones filling her stomach. She slipped out from under Jeania. The Redhead rolled to her back and let out a whimper sound. Kira stood to head to the shower but felt guilty leaving the girl covered in that monster's mess like that. Kira reached down and helped Jeania to her feet. There she walked them both to the shower chamber. Water started cold but soon warmed their skin. Jeania leaned against the wall like she could hardly hold her head up. "Are you alright?" Kira asked, rinsing the shorter girl's smooth silky skin. "When he was getting off, as he got close his tongue really worked my pussy hard. Oh it was intense. I think I got a hit of adrenaline from how intense it was. Just made me cum over and over as he cam all over your face. So I think I was still in rush mode when he placed me on you. Then you hit that spot and I just lost all my strength." Jeania weakly reasoned. "You need to clean his semen off your soft skin." Kira reasoned. Jeania weakly waved at her suggesting, "You shower, I'll just rinse here a bit." Kira could see Jeania was near passed out from her sexual overload. She couldn't leave this pretty naked freckled girl pass out in the shower alone. Nor could she let that soft silky skin dry from caked giant semen she got off of Kira's small helpless form. Kira grabbed a dissolving cloth from the shampoo container and started soaping those dark crimson locks. The giant's seed was still tempting Kira to thoughts of sin. For as she supported Jeania's curvy naked form with her own naked body thought of how nice that felt confused Kira's mind into thinking Lesbian actions might not be bad after all. She had to step back to shampoo her own hair. Turning to look away from the devil's temptation and whisper a prayer to her savior. Kira could see Jeania and her becoming friends. But the forbidden apple growing in her thoughts was strictly forbidden. Next was a harder chore while her stomach was still filled with giant lustful instinct juice. Body wash cloth taken out she repeated God's wish that a man and woman coupled for children while resisting the sinful draw washing Jeania's supple toned form brought to her mind. Turning away again to wash her own form while reciting the verses that she could remember that spoke against that alluring sin she was aching for. She then rinsed them both together. Chanting softly, "Do not practice homosexuality, having sex with another man as with a woman. It is a detestable sin." And this helped guild her slightly away from tempting thoughts. Jeania leaned her head on Kira's shoulder and Kira's body felt warm. Then the redhead annoyed Kira by teasing, "That's man with another man, notice the Bible has no woman on woman verses. Maybe God likes watch girl on girl and just didn't want anyone to read about it later." "Homosexuality no matter what gender is a sin." Kira firmly stated, grabbing a conditioner cloth. As she stroked Jeania's silky crimson strains Jeania argued weakly, "The real sin is teaching love is a crime." Kira hated that she could see Jeania's point. She didn't understand fully why God was against people choosing to be homosexual. Just that it was sinful and against his commands. She accepted in her faith that if she was to understand everything about the Universe she wouldn't be just a human woman. She conditioned her black hair trying to figure out wording that would make things clear for her cage mate. Nothing came to her, but she was never interested in preaching. Father Brown would have something, he was grand at preaching. He knew the verses and could explain them. His holy nature would make Jeania understand the mistake of her trying homosexuality. Then Kira could help her find a nice guy, like Jason from Church. He and Jeania would make a sweet couple. Kira rinsed the treatment from both their hair while indulging in the fantasy hope of escaping this nightmare and going on a double date. Her with her Jacob, Jeania and Jason. Yes, that would be a proper thing for good faithful girls and boys. She ignored how pretty Jeania was in the outfit Kira imagined her in. Now Kira patted Jeania dry followed by herself. She started to take Jeania to the unused bed when her new friend requested, "Can I lay on a couch? I want to watch him do things if he's out there." Kira felt bad for the redhead having her mind so twisted by that sick giant that she enjoyed his monstrous actions. Kira turned, figuring she could lay Jeania down but managed to pull Jeania's towel clad form on top of her own towel covered body. Jeania snuggled her head upon Kira's chest and sighed sleepily, "Yeah, this is nice." Kira had to admit this was comforting. Jeania freshly washed warm form blanketing her body and cuddled close. Kira realized too late she savored the snuggle for too long as Jeania's breathing told that she had fallen asleep. Kira couldn't think how to escape without waking her curvy short friend. So she laid with her, that was alright. Not an offense to God to snuggle a friend in a tough situation. Not a sin to allow that supple form to warm her body and lure her to fall asleep as well. - HentaiHunter1 - Shrink Master - Posts: 439 - Joined: Thu Jul 23, 2020 4:44 am - Gender: - Contact: CH 05: Tiny Products L Vore Kira awoke with Jeania still laying upon her. The shorter crimson haired girl was curled so her head rested and cuddled under Kira's chin. Her pretty freckled face was pillowed on Kira's bosom. Kira was uncomfortable with how nice this cuddled state was. Not just the warmth and the close human contact. But the intimate joy she got from it. The same short of joy she would get from snuggling with her boyfriend. It had to be because of all the man hormones she had to swallow in the last day or so. That had to be it, she told herself. It couldn't be natural desire to be intermate with this pretty freckled redhead. That was sinful so against God. And God wouldn't make a girl like her want to try Lesbian things. To choose that sinful choice. This had to be that awful giant's fault. Drugging her with his thick rich semen to want to sin the way she had been with Jeania. As she wondered if there was a way to purge her body of the mind altering effects of his semen she couldn't resist stroking those thick crimson locks. "Hmm, that's nice." Jeania purred. "You're awake?" Kira asked startled. Jeania sighed out an answer. "Why are you still laying on me?" Kira asked. "Well I was watching the room for our Master to come back." Jeania said with such reverence. She was clearly his servant even when his intimidating presence wasn't around. "Has he come back?" Kira asked. "No, well, not since I woke up a while ago." Jeania answered. "Why didn't you just move to the couch then?" Kira wondered. Jeania's head raised. Kira's spirit gave a little cheer as Jeania's hand stroked her cheek. The nerdish Latina purred, "I like how it feels when we cuddle together." Then she leaned her mouth forward. Kira pulled her head back. She was trapped under the smaller girl, if Jeania wanted to she could have forced those succulent full lips against Kira's lips. But she stopped and gave a sigh, "Still not accepting the feelings you're clearly feeling huh?" Then Jeania stroked Kira's cheek again and stood up. "Make sense, you have only been feeling them a day or so." "I think it's a side effect of his semen. I have too much male hormones being forced into my system and it's confusing my body. If he stops feeding me his semen then I'll stop having such disgusting sinful thoughts about you." Kira explained. Jeania looked about to say something. A I'm smarter than you look the faithless get when they are about to blasphemy. Then she shook her head and noted, "I'm going to get dressed." Kira watched the shapely girl walk towards her bags. Chastising her body for being too weak to resist his seed's effects. She never would have watched that tight little round buttocks roll as Jeania walked if not for that demon semen. As she noticed the contours of Jeania torso Kira decided to distract herself from sinful thoughts by asking the sensible question, "Should we get dressed? If he comes back and wants to molest us won't he want us naked?" Jeania stopped and clearly was thinking. Advising, "I think we'll be fine to be dressed. I get the impression he likes watching little women strip before him. Or even stripping them himself. Besides, I'm just going to throw on my PJs to be comfortable since it's so late." "Is it late?" Kira asked while standing. She had no idea if it was or not. With no visible windows and no clocks she had to go from the few signs she had available. Besides, PJs sounded like a swell idea. She had been basically naked since yesterday evening after all. Some modesty would feel nice. "You know, I'm not sure. He has me so worn out I just assumed it was." Jeania said. Then she grabbed her phone, "It's supper time." The redhead advised. Mention of meal time awoke Kira's stomach. Veggie scraps was her last solid food and that was hours ago. "I am so hungry." Kira confessed as she started pulling her PJs out. Planning on checking tonight's cereal selection once she was dressed. Jeania turned and her towel fell to the floor, "Yeah me too." She agreed, as her shapely form’s silky skin looked appealing as it was slowly covered. Kira turned away to drop her towel and pray to God to protect her from the sinful thoughts induced by that sick giant's disgustingly rich semen. Hoping to blank that supple rounded form from her tormented mind, Kira asked, "What should we do with our towels?" "You didn't notice the drawer by the shower labeled hamper?" Jeania replied. She had not. She dressed and gathered their towels to investigate this drawer, as Jeania called it. Jeania went to the water bottle and suckled the nuzzle before looking into the feed bins. "Oh, Fruit Loops and Shreddies from the looks of them. What one do you want?" Kira stood by the drawer. Pulling on the handle it didn't so much come out but fold down. A box-like inside was formed with its front and back sides angled for easy loading and dumping. Likely when it was folded back into the wall the back would angle and the dirty clothes would tumble down a shaft into a bin below for the giant to gather to wash. She briefly thought about crawling in to slide down the laundry shoot. But the loading drawer was too small for anyone but a small child. And the way the drawer folded wouldn't allow anyone to access it when the back opened to the hidden laundry tunnel. Sighing she replied annoyed at how much thought that sick giant had put into this, "A Shreddie please." "I figured you'd want the boring choice." Jeania teased tossing the dark tan square like a frisbee. "What's wrong with Shreddies?" Kira asked, catching the spinning flat square. "Nothing, just, giant Fruit Loops." Jeania replied holding up a big green circle before biting into it. Kira nibbled on her Shreddie as she walked towards the couch. Nothing was happening in the vast valley that was the outside room but she had nothing else to do and liked to sit when she ate. It was hard eating cereal at this size. It was hard to get more than a nibble. She felt like a rodent holding the Shreddie with both hands while chewing at an edge. Jeania joined her and gnawed amusingly at her big green Fruit Loop. Kira was soon bored. There was no music, no TV just the vast empty room. She hadn't packed anything for entertainment as she had expected this weekend to be full of competing and hanging out with her friends on the teams. This sitting doing nothing was almost as torturous as watching poor people be eaten by that strange lizard Bruce. It wasn't that the idea she might have to entertain herself didn't come to mind. She just figured she could stream YouTube or Tik Tok on her phone. But here she had no access to those internet platforms. She perked up; however, she did have music on her phone. There was that at least. "What is it?" Jeania asked, seeing her standing. "My phone has music on it." Kira explained heading to where she let the device sit. "Oh thank God. This nothing happening is driving me nuts." Jeania praised. Kira looked at her phone. Thirty two percent wasn't a lot of charge. Still she needed something but that strange view and quiet. "Do you know why we don't have any signal? He does." Kira asked starting the music. Jeania shrugged. "I'm assuming they are just too small to connect." "What if we connected our phones together? Maybe we could use one to boost the other." Kira asked. Jeania asked. "I was hoping you would know how." Kira confessed. "I do great in science related classes, but I don't know how to jury rig two cell phones together." Jeania said looking slightly amused mixed with a touch of annoyance. "Sorry, I know you like, you know." Kira attempted to apologize. "Nerd things? You need to stop watching silly teen sitcoms. I might be nerdy, but that doesn't make me or any other nerd automatically able to cobble science miracles together." Jeania rightfully explained. "Sorry, I was just hopeful. I didn't think about it." Kira surrendered hoping the red haired girl would forgive her. Jeania wasn't even looking at her. Kira turned and there was the giant. The door opened and her fear was washed away by that twisted desire to be played with. He rewarded them with a fresh cup of fruit scraps. His finger reached out and hooked under Jeania's chin. "Hello Red, my cute little bitch. Here, since you were so good today, another treat cup. Now share it with your sidekick Tender." Jeania asked the same question Kira was longing to know, "Are you going to play with us more now?" "Oh, eager are you? No Red my sweet. Time for you and your girlfriend to rest. Master will cum on you tomorrow." He advised, then shut the door. Kira grabbed a sliver of apple as he leaned over to see what that modern Zeus was doing. A cage was open, Dark haired pigtails waved about as those overwhelming fingers took the girl’s clothes. Laces, buttons, and zippers had no resistance to giant fingers. Once he was done manipulating the fit girl and held her still a moment. Kira recognized her friend Mandy. Mandy Tammy She was clearly pleading to the cruel giant. He didn't care what she said. He opened his fly, lowered her before the zipper edged cave. Then stuffed her inside. Kira figured he used that little hole in the front of men's underwear to press Mandy in along his massive penis. His smile and happy sigh told her he liked Mandy's curvy form along his sexual organ. His hand went into that open cage. Kira knew who was coming out, Tammy, Mandy's twin. Well, mostly twins, there was one clear and stark difference in their appearance. As Mandy had black hair, Tammy had bright blonde hair. She was struggling hard, her blonde pigtails flailing about just as Mandy's black ones had. Her clothes were no shelter against his titian lusts. Soon her own dance-toned form was naked and stuffed into that open fly to join her sister. The giant smiled and zipped his fly. Then massaged his groin a bit. Likely pressing the Banks twins tight against his giant penis. Then turned and walked towards the table holding that Lizard's tank. Kira felt bad for the twins. New members to the JV team, Kira had formed a fast friendship with Mandy. She knew the dark haired girl's experience with boys went no further then a hand job to her ex. And poor Tammy was less experienced then Mandy. No, having their small bodies wrapped about that cruel giant's sexual organ was beyond what they could have related to sensually. He clearly liked working with his penis hugged by tiny women or girls however. Penny yesterday. Heck, Penny and Jenna this morning. But what scheme was that sick man up to now? He pulled out a small box with some handles sticking out of it. He grabbed something, then pulled it from a rod. Turned out to be a coil of bags like she had at home for picking up her dog Scout's leavings. He opened the bag then turned and left it beside that dragon's tank. He popped the lid and the Lizard perked up. The giant tapped the inside of the glass and the Lizard trotted over to him. He hooked his hands around the beast's chest and lifted him from the Tank. This Bruce was strange. Kira didn't know much about lizards so maybe she was wrong, but she never considered a pet one would be affectionate. The Giant laughed as he held the lizard away while Bruce leaned his head out in a manner that looked like he was trying to nuzzle the top of it along his owner's face. Their capture placed the dragon down and the lizard sort of trotted in place with that strange slightly open mouth expression he got when he noticed a tiny person trapped in his tank with him. The giant shook his head then stroked the lizard's head. Scratched its chin. The Lizard leaned into the touch much like a friendly cat would. This seemed off somehow. Bruce looked to be almost wagging his tail at his owner's attention like a dog. The giant bopped the lizard on the nose then grabbed what looked like a small rack and turned to the empty tank. Bruce wandered back and forth, stopping occasionally to reach a claw almost wantingly towards the giant. Kira wondered if this was natural for whatever type of lizard Bruce was? She questioned if he had been altered in some unnatural way. Then a thought came to mind, his diet addition of shrunken people was very unnatural. Could that have somehow changed the lizard's instincts somehow? The cruel man looked focus on scooping out what Kira assumed was Bruce's leaving. This left the dragon to seemingly lose interest in trying for the giant's attention. It stalked about the desk a bit looking dejected. Then it's head perked up. It turned to look at the giant as it slowly sauntered towards the corner of the desk. The dragon was clearly watching the man clean up after him as he snuck to the desk edge. Then it reached a claw out toward the table holding his tank but missed. The Lizard readjusted and reached again. Kira was confused, did Bruce want back into his tank. Then his third careful reach terrifyingly answered her question. The claws caught the handle of the deep drawer holding the tiny men and women that hadn't sold for the giant. The lizard slowly tugged and the drawer opened. With a wide enough gap, the giant beast reached its upper half across the distance between desk and table and hooked its head into the drawer. Kira could see its head jerk telling of a tongue strike. Then the head snapped in its distinctive eating method. The Giant stopped what he was doing and looked about in confusion. He clearly could hear something. Likely the tiny people in the drawer screaming for their lives as that lizard started eating his fill of them. Then he spotted Bruce head deep into his treat drawer. The giant hooked his hands under the Lizard's chest and lifted the beast. Bruce swallowed a mass then his tongue fired out as his owner wrestled him away from his living treats. The naked half of a man was hanging from Bruce's mouth once that tongue returned. The giant placed Bruce on the desk. The Lizard looked twisted comical with its head hung low like a scalded dog while snapping his jaw to catch the tiny struggling man deep enough into his mouth to swallow him alive. The man sighed heavily then pointed and said something while taking a stern pose. The dragon caught enough of the man to swallow, then low walked over to the man and nuzzled at his hip. The giant stroked the lizard's head and said something else. Then turned, shutting the drawer and went back to work. The lizard crawled about like it was pouting. Then it tilted it's head again. Sneaking over to the edge of the desk again. Reaching out like earlier. Just as his claw caught the handle the giant's hand slapped the drawer. Bruce jumped back and in what looked like a nonchalant walk looked away like it was trying to look innocent. The giant pointed up and said something, then turned back to the tank. Bruce tried this one more time. Getting caught again. The Giant held up two fingers and said something, from his expression, firmly. The dragon looked to think about a third try. Then gave the giant a look. Then walked to the center of the empty desk and just started rolling and dragging it's back against it like a cat over catnip. The giant, seeing his pet settled down, focused back on cleaning. Some greenish liquid was sprayed and wiped from the inside of the glass. A clear liquid sprayed on the plants inside. Then he switched out dishes of what looks like leafy vegetables and orangish chunks for new dishes of veggies and orange chunks. Seemingly finished he tapped the edge of the desk and that dragon trotted over to him. He lifts the beast with both hands around it's round chest. Bruce stands in the sand leaning on the glass with that perverse smile-like open mouth. The giant says something to the dragon shaking his head. The dragon flops down and makes a happy spin then back up. The giant sighs shaking his head. He opens the drawer and grabs one and drops it in. Kira tries to trick herself this is just a small man. But she can't hide what she was seeing. A guy about the age of the younger members of her team. He scatters desperately toward those bushes by the log. What draws those dropped in the tank to those plants at the ends? Is it the hope of a place to hide? Is there a shelter there, a sanctuary? Kira prays to God she's never in that situation to find out. Bruce, despite his earlier gorging, pops that cruel happy expression and playfully skitters along after the teen. He blocks the path between the guy and the log. The guy doesn't stop, he ducks down and sprints harder. This looks to confuse the dragon as he just lowers his head to watch the guy run between his legs. The dragon curls about and holds his head like he is curious. Following the naked guy right to the log. He attempts to duck under the wooden barrier. That was as far as the young man got. Pink shot out and back. The young man was held at an odd angle around his lower half. The boy was a fighter, punching hard at that hardened lip. The Lizard snaps his jaw. The guy is still there just hanging limp, a clear bloody mark on the side of his forehead. No longer wiggling that horrible dragon snapped another time and a mass flowed down his throat. Kira just realized the giant was gone. He must have closed the lid as it was tight over the lizard's tank. Yet Kira didn't remember seeing him close it. Didn't see him put that box away. He was just gone. She turned to see if Jeania had seen where the giant had gone. She was clearly aroused by that guy's devouring. Her hands were massaging her inner thighs wantingly. Kira ignored the redhead's reaction to that horrible death and asked, "Did you see where the giant went?" Her voice was trembling with arousal when she answered, "He went towards where I think the bathroom is." "Did he take the Banks twins back?" Kira worried about her friend. Kira could see Jeania was full of anticipation energy. Kira found herself finding the freckled girl looked so pretty full of arousal like that. The words Jeania purred should have made the redhead. Especially since Mandy, Kira’s good friend, was the focus of her statement, "Those lucky bitches were still getting to snuggle against that giant cock." But Kira could see she wasn't saying that to be cruel. Kira could see Jeania would have been delighted to change places with either twin in that sick perverts pants. Kira could see there was more coming from that freckled Latina's lust fueled imagination. However, right then the world began moving. Kira grabbed hold of the arm of her couch terrified what this could mean. The view switched to the couch. The Giant appeared in their view. He made kissy faces at Jeania, clearly enjoying having a very enthusiastic slave. Jeania played right into this game. Her chest heaved as she breathed hard. She licked her pillowy lips and kissed back. Her hand openly slipped into her little PJ shorts and she openly started masturbating for him to see. Jeania purred hard under his admiring vase eyes, "He's so close, he could just open that door and we'd be helpless to resist pleasuring him. Oh to have one of his hands wrapped around my little body." Kira hated that those words flared her own imagination, warmed her skin in that perverse way. The Giant smiled at her. Then turned and walked towards that giant couch. Suddenly Jeania was sitting close to her. "I'm so jealous, they're about to be fondled by those big powerful hands." Kira shifted, "Mandy's my friend. I don't want him to fondle them." Jeania looked disappointed and agreed for different reasons, "I don't want him to fondle them either." She looked over towards where the giant was laying down. Her confession was laced with her desire, "It should be us getting to wrap our limbs around that massive cock." Kira looked over. The giant opened his pants and there was a mass in his underwear. It was fairly clear his penis wasn't erect and the twins were just laying there trapped against it. He reached down and massaged the mass. Mockingly shaking his head at the twins' lack of reaction. Then he looked over and winked. He pulled down the underwear and exposed his sexuality and the naked twins. He said something at them and they reluctantly sat up, then curled onto their knees. He snaps at them and the two teens stand. They each lean over the shaft facing each other while pressing their young breasts into that giant's penis. They soon started massaging that sensual organ with their perky chests. The position places both fit young women on their toes. It lifts their firm round buttocks displaying them prominently. Every curve of the muscles on their legs shined appealingly. He says something and they flinch. Mandy looked to start saying something to that modern mythical god, but he ended that with a harsh looking snap. They cower under the verbal thunder. They look at each other and with clear disgust lean their faces towards the others. Soon, and clearly reluctantly, the Banks Twins start making out for the giant's amusement. The Giant smiles as he admires the Twin's shapely forms while they kiss for his mercy. They cringe and stagger to adjust as his sex organ hardens under them. His hands reach down and fondles their lifted bent bottoms. Fingers delights at the toned slightly flexed muscles on their legs. Kira could see both Twin was hugely uncomfortable under that direct physical affection from that powerful being. Their discomfort becomes more prominent when his pinky starts stroking along the inside of their legs. Focusing at first on their supple calf muscles. His expression showed he found their calves delightful. Then he touches their inner thighs. This distracts them immediately from their ordered kissing as they looked to be frightened at the most intimate touches they had ever received from a guy before. He snaps one word. Kira easy reads those powerful lips, that word was kiss. And the Twins jump in fear and press mouths together again. That cruel modern Zeus licks his lips in lustful pleasure. The pads of his pinkies press up along the girl's sensitive areas. They both start and gasp, then in fear press those worried mouths together again. He strokes those tips along their private areas, the might of those soft touches made the Twin's raised hips begin to pump involuntarily. The power of his small actions made their pigtails wave like flags in a steady breeze. Kira could see this was having an unwanted effect on her friends. Mandy's eyes rolled and fluttered as her flower blossomed to that invading giant touch and exposed her sensitive sexuality to the fingerprint of that mighty mythical modern deity. Kira found herself thinking about how that restrained power fondling her womanhood like that would feel, and those thoughts make her own flower begin to secrete nectar. Jeania moans openly in agreement with Kira's imagination, "Oh that must feel so amazing." The Twins however didn't look to be savoring those touches. They looked scared as they made the actions like kissing. Kira's arousal is lowered as her mercy remembers this violation was both girl's most sexual experience. Too small and helpless to stop that molesting. Too scared and intimidated to even attempt words towards that towering being. Both their eyes went wide as the point of his smallest fingers turned and was pressing into their opened flowers. They stop attempting to pretend to kiss and fearfully look up at his distant face. They openly beg. Clearly pleading for their fresh womanhood. Requesting mercy as they had never experienced sexual interaction before. The giant drinks their powerless whimpering with clear delight. They look to begin howling as their heads turn up with wide eyes and mouths. His thumb pressed the top of their buttocks and held it down while he curled his hand to press the pinky up into them. A tip slips inside both twins and looks to pop as the first knuckle buries inside them. Braced against his sexuality he begins pumping his pinkies and young teens rock from the mighty force that for him was simply wiggle of his wrists. The twin's fit supple bodies are practically puppeted. Their hips bounce with his steady rhythm. Popping their fit buttocks with each upthrust. Their toned legs flex, attempting to stay up under those powerful minor pokes. Their breasts grind that sensitive skin as they jostle from his cruel fun. Mouth open wide and tongues sputter about uncertain where to rest as they clearly can't handle the sensations from those raping fingers. Jeania saw it differently. "Oh that must feel amazing!" The redhead is openly masturbating at the sight of her teammates being raped by giant fingers. "He took their virginity." Kira chastises her cage mate. Attempting to cool Jeania's enthusiasm by asking, "How would you like to lose yours like that?" Jeania smiled lustfully and answered twisted honestly, "Oh I can't wait to. That thick touch deep inside. Oh to be his finger puppet, he could make me dance like that for hours." Kira had forgotten Jeania was a virgin. Kira had lost hers to her sweet boyfriend Jacob. He was adequately endowed. She however could see how those thick little fingers could cause intense sensations. She felt guilty at how intoxicating those thoughts were. Both Twin were sexually puppeted. The giant's finger worked their inexperienced womanhood. The girth stretched their flowers incredibly wide open. The little bit of length he inserted was clearly bulging deep into their slender bodies. They had to feel the restraint of his power, such little effort from a monster larger than an elephant. Mandy and Tammy are panting hard from their bodies unwanted reactions to that raping insertion. So intense to them their tongues dangle and flop at the edges of their lips. Their perky breasts scrub at his log sized penis. Kira could see both girls are near bursting sexually. Kira doesn't understand her body. A twisted mass of lust and jealousy drives her. She hated her want, like Jeania's, dreamed of her time wrapped around the tip of that modern Zeus' finger. Her flower secreted nectar at watching his restrained power. Enslaved as a living toy. Tammy surrendered to the sensations first. The blonde's twin back arched stiff as it looked like she screamed in overwhelming unwanted satisfaction. Her body held upon his hardened penis, her legs curl at the knees and point her toes into the air. His finger doesn't stop as his poking thrusts look to prolong the teen's orgasm. This marked a change. He popped his finger out from Tammy and spread her naked form over his shaft. His thumb hooked on Mandy's buttocks and dragged her to the front of his tip. He returns to poking the dark haired twin while Tammy's perky nubile body is stroked up and down his sexual length. Mandy was forced onto her hands and knees. Her face and chest stroke at the tip of that massive sexual orgain when he starts fingering her womanhood again. Mandy is soon back to panting. Tongue made to taste his manhood with each inward thrust. The dark haired girl peaks hard, her bottom bouncing from the emotional overload. This wasn't the end for her however, no he just kept up that digit raping. He adjusts her back slightly. Mandy places her hands on that broad tip to brace herself. Kira saw a flaw in Mandy's action, this placed her pretty face and panting open mouth right before his spout. Seeing Mandy's instinctual reaction, the giant smiles. Tammy's form is stroked faster. Her raped warmed body glowed with sweat and looked to lubricate her form along his sexuality. He was clearly savoring her supple curves being worked along his penis. That modern deity clearly liked how the helpless blonde felt. He now smiled in cruel lustful delight. His fingers reached up and pulled Mandy's arms back making her little body arch her chest and face out toward that domed tip. Then a large glob launched from his sexual organ and covered Mandy's panting face. She swallowed and continued panting as that force of nature had not stopped his pinky from trusting. This action coats Mandy from the top of her head to along her stomach in his pleasured urged release. He turns Mandy onto her back, allowing the semen to flow more over her body. He lifts his shaft so the tip hangs over the dark haired twin's body. Then he works the blonde sister up and down attempting to trickle the last few drops of giant seed upon the defeated twin below. Their personal Zeus looked over and clearly mouthed the word, "Strip." Jeania gasps excitedly, "Oh yeah." And begins pulling off her PJs. Kira, hating the sick mix of wanting and fear that convinced her to follow suit. Her mind flooded with the knowledge he had some sick plans for them. Her conflicting emotions made her tremble. He walked over what looked like a mile in a couple steps. The door opened and he demanded, "Kneel for your treat pets." Kira joins Jeania on her knees and begging like pups at the dining table. Then held above them was the semen soaked Mandy. "Open up." he unnecessarily commanded as Kira's jaw was already wide. Her blended confused emotions made her want to actually drink that giant's seed. Mandy looked at them and whispered pleading, "Kira stop, help me please." Their modern god of lust reached his other hand in and flicked Mandy's round firm ass. Mandy yelped in great pain. "Shut up product, my pets are enjoying their treat," He commands. The curvy body jumped about in reaction, sprinkling Jeania and Kira in his thick seed. Kira hates that that was her main focus and not her friends' fear and pain. No she's eagerly scooping drops off her chest and stomach to lustfully suckle it from her hand and fingers. "Good bitches, you may lick it off the product's body." He offers them. Kira's mind was so his slave this sounded like a grand gift. She followed Jeania in rising higher on her knees and began sloppily licking the rich semen off the dark haired pretty face. Swallowing the thick goo greedily. Kira noticed a large drip of white forming on the breast of Master's whimpering Product. It wasn't till much later would Kira realize she had somehow his imposing presence made Kira forget the dangling nubile girl was her good friend Mandy. She stood to get up at that semen covered mound. Tongue caught the glob and guided it to her wanting mouth where she sucked the thick rich treat down her throat. The drip saved from the floor, her mouth began suckling the tit. Tongue played eagerly with the semen hidden nipple. Jeania began suckling the other supple breasts, making the pretty dark-haired Product gasp appealingly. Kira knew it didn't like their attention, but their Master's vast power made it submissive. More of his pleasure syrup was along the Products ribs and toned stomach. Kira openly moaned with each greedy lick to gather more of their Zues' intoxicating semen off that silky smooth skin. Jeania licking the shapley platter's stomach shifted her position. She straddled the Products lovely face and pressed her wet flower into those sweet features. Jeania's hands each grabbed a hanging pigtail to restrain the head in place and direct those features where they would feel the best. "Oh good Red. Like your treat?" Their Master's thunder roared happily down on them. "Yes Master." Jeania purred lustfully. Smacking her semen coated lips. "Let go Red, I have to put this product back." Master commanded. And they, like good pets, backed away from the openly crying product. The Product disappeared. And he smiled at Jeania, "Here Red, one more treat before bed." Kira was suddenly lifted onto her toes as that damp pinky stroked her womanhood. Oh the power, even the restrained little he used to touch her, was roaring through her form. The petals of her flower spread at the digit's pad. The touch was a deep pleasure. Finger and thumb reached up and her breasts were massaged by this modern mythical deity. Her hands grabbed and stroked these digits as they rolled her mounds over her excited little nipples. Those massive fingers were holding her up and pushing her fast towards climax. She whimpered openly as suddenly the fingers left her. What had she done to lose those enchanting fondling? "Night Red." he said and closed their door. Kira stood trembling. The giant's presence blocked by that clear door had freed her thoughts. Guilt over what she had helped do to Mandy came to her. Their sinful actions she and Jeania had forced upon poor, wonderful Mandy. Kira turned to see if Jeania was feeling bad too. She wasn't, transfixed still on the giant. The Redhaired beauty panted wantingly towards their capture. Jeania's short fit form was appealing in its nakedness. Glazed here and there with that Giant's semen. Like those pillowy soft lips. Kira felt the urge to sin again, to pleasure Jeania in a way she should leave for her husband. Kira reasoned it was the transfer of man hormones from him molesting her body. Not her actual wanting. The hypnotizing effects of his presence to desire his seed, filling her stomach with it. Flooding her body from the inside of giant lustful wants as well. She couldn't resist the giant, or the effects of his leavings. So these coming actions wasn't her fault. She wasn't sinning if forced to by giant lecherous hormones. "Kira, are you alright?" Jeania asked as Kira approached that curvy body. Kira answered by wrapping her arms about that freckled desired form and pulled her tight. Greedily Kira suckled at Jeania's soft lips and found the treats of Jeania's tongue looking for hers. Kira's hand reached down and gave that firm butt cheek a hard squeeze. Jeania made a happy sound and tilted her head slightly back. Kira found perky freckled breasts pointed up for her mouth to suckle their nipples. Jeania panted delightfully as Kira followed the giant's hormone’s want to suck hard on one of those firm tits. Her other hand reached down and giant lust powered her body and she lifted this curvy body. Jeania immediately knew where they were headed, "Kira, we're messy with cum. We should shower first." Kira’s giant semen confused mind liked the idea of showering with this pretty redhead. It was however the sinful lust that decided they couldn't wait. "We'll sleep in your bed." She growled between nibbles at that silky neck. If Jeania had an argument it was lost when they flopped onto the messy blanket bed. They coiled their legs about the others. Mouths both greedily wanted to be the one kissing the others made them both sloppily smack, suck, and lick at the others. Bodies rubbed and grind along each other, every touch of skin on skin made Kira's hormone infused blood boil with lust. There they rolled about on the mattress pulling blankets and sheets loose from where they were still tucked in. Kira notice Master's rich seed still on Jeania's breast. Licking it like ice cream on a cone. Her taller larger form was able to sexually tangle the curvy redhead's appealing form. A buffet of splotches of giant semen was Kira's mouth to enjoy. And where her mouth wasn't sucking Jeania clean of those leaving, her hands played with to Jeania passionate delight. Oh the sexual sounds the Redhead made drove the giant man's hormones in Kira's body wild. Licking that soft hot skin like a dog with an empty sweet bowl. Kira knew she wanted more sexual flavors. She couldn't find any more semen spots on that curvy table. Then her lust flooded mind remembered a treat that tempted her yesterday. Her fingers slipped between the tight pedals of Jeania's girlhood and found it rich with nectar. Kira turned her body and straddled the upper half of Jeania and pushed those amazing, if short, legs apart. There it sat with its little crown of crimson pubic hair. Like a spilt over ripe peach, the juices gleamed and trickled between those lip like sides. Kira had always thought the licking of another girl's femininity was disgusting. Now, hanging over that juicy flower she didn't want anything more and lowered her extended tongue towards it. Kira gasped, hers wasn't the tongue that tasted wet girlhood first. Oh it felt sinfully wonderful. Jeania's kissing of her sensitive location was making Kira moan hard. She had to struggle, Kira couldn't have Jeania be the one controlling the passions in this bed. Her lips suckled that crimson crowned peach and she slipped her tongue deep between those tight pedals and licked. And like a peach Kira found the redhead's arousal nectar sweet. They rolled to their sides as they lustfully kissed each other's womanhood. Kira reached around and massaged and kneaded those firm buttock's cheeks and thighs. Jeania reached down and happily fondled Kira's breast and twirled her excited nipple. The other hand stroked and admired the leg Kira had wrapped over her red topped head. Bodies reacted to sensations and writhed against each other. Kira's tasting of Jeania's flower was encouraged when the curvy freckled pretty to climax. What a wonderful reaction to have created. Jeania regained her senses and lifted the hand fondling Kira's breast and added those touches to Kira's sexual area. Tongue and fingers made a rush of delight that now made Kira sing in pleasure. Kira realized the giant’s semen's hormones still had her mind drunk even after that powerful release. She still unnaturally lusted for a woman's body. Jeania's supple curvy body. Kira needed to make her temptation climax again. But how she wondered. Then her finger tip accidentally stroked Jeania's tight anus. The shocked sound of pleasure drew Kira to do a dirty act. She pressed her finger firmly at Jeania's buttock opening. Massaging it made the pretty girl hum sexually. Kira pressed her weight against the curvy form and Jeania rolled to her back. She planted her toes and turned her buttocks up to ease Kira's access. And to reward that positioning Kira actually pushed her finger into Jeania's butt hole. This new position allowed Kira to wrap her arm around one of the tone thighs and she now played at Jeania's sexual entrance with a finger tip. Stroking at it, between penetrating touches deeper inside. This left Jeania's little sensitive bud for Kira’s mouth to suckle. While she kissed, her tongue could lap at it. Kira reveled in the power rush she received when she made Jeania lustfully cheer her on over and over. Kira lifted off Jeania once the redhead started to be more gasping for air then moaning in pleasure. Lust still raged in Kira, but she had regained enough of her mind to show Jeania sympathy. Kira looked at the clearly sexually exchusted girl and suggested, "We should stop now and get cleaned up for bed." Jeania rolled up and Kira was kissed deliciously. Jeania nuzzled her cheek to Kira's while she ran fingers through Kira's black hair. In a delusional state Jeania advised, "I'm not a virgin any more. Thank you. I am glad I lost it to you." Kira shook her head explaining, "You're still a virgin. A girl can't take a girl's virginity. Only a guy can take your virginity with their penis." Jeania had that teasing tone when she said, "So, if a penis is needed then Mandy and Tammy are still virgins since Master only used his finger in them." "Well, if the finger is really big." Kira reasoned. Jeania gave her a sweet kiss advising, "Believe what you want. I am going to think of you as my first." Kira could see no point in arguing and changed the subject, "We should clean up for bed." "Shower?" Jeania asked. Kira knew what Jeania meant by that question. A sinful bathing together. Wrong by God's word, Kira was still weak of will due to the semen's internal effect. She let herself surrender to its influences knowing the giant will likely make her do so. She should protect herself with practice she figured. Kira answered standing and guilding Jeania to her feet. "Kira, you're becoming awfully accepting of this?" Jeania questioned. Kira got the water ready. She moved to allow Jeania to join her. She handed her a shampoo cloth and explained, "No, I figured it out. The hormones in that awful man's semen is affecting our minds. That's why we feel this attraction to each other. The amount of hormones in his leavings at our size has to be why." "Kira, that isn't why I'm attracted to you." Jeania started. Kira waved off whatever else she had planned to say. "I don't know what the Gay Agenda has got you thinking. But I know I for one am a girl of faith. I wouldn't choose to sin like that. So it has to be the effects of the giant sized semen." It was clear Jeania didn't agree with Kira's repeated assessment. But she looked to be enjoying being bathed. "Well I'll just have to enjoy your affection after he feeds you his cum." Kira shook her head. How Jeania could enjoy being trapped like this so thoroughly. Kira wanted to be home in her own bed. Actually at this point she was still full of giant semen and her mind was mixed with sinful thoughts about Jeania and her body. She allowed the hormones in her body to dictate her actions. It was strangely nice, the intimate interaction. Her washing Jeania's curvy body. Jeania softly washing hers. Kira savored this quiet interaction even if it was influenced by the giant’s hormones. Jeania smiled warmly. "This is nice isn't it." "Yes, but it would be nicer with a good man." Kira countered. "You got me going hard on the bed." Jeania said, sounding amused. "I did ingest a lot of his semen off of poor Mandy." Kira explained. Jeania had a mischievous smile. "Well I should pay you back for that nice treatment." The giant man hormones still burned in her system enough that this sounded appealing. Kira, however, had to try to resist once and a while. "That's alright. I was a little out of control." "No, I want to. I drank a lot of cum off Mandy as well." Jeania replied. Kira could see she was teasing a little. Jeania cuddled close. Then her wet slick body wiggled down Kira's moistened skin. The pretty face smiled up at Kira from her groin. Softly, hands press at her thighs and Kira surrenders to their request. Kira sings a long sigh as Jeania strokes her tongue long her flower. The Freckled temptress hums at the flavor and started to savor Kira's flower. Kira breathed hard at the sensations. She lifted herself onto the ball of one foot while she hooked her other leg over Jeania's shoulder. This angled her girl area more to Jeania kissing lips. And that access allowed the redhead to kiss deeper. Kira's hip pops with the sensations. Her hands reach down and comb through those wet crimson locks. Jeania helps her balance there by wrapping her arm around the hooked leg and strokes along her thigh. Then Kira's eyes went wide as she discovered where Jeania's second hand was. Finger pressed into her womanhood and stroked into her secret hole. This allowed Jeania's tongue to focus on Kira's sensitive bud. It made Kira’s body burn and made her flower cry nectar of delight. Kira's back arched as the sensation wonderfully overwhelmed her. Oh the glory of that pleasure. It even made her briefly question how such tenderness could be sinful. Jeania didn't stop her dirty sensations. The crimson haired temptress kept puppeting Kira at the end of her tongue. And Kira danced to Jeania's oral performance. And Kira dances hard before arching hard again. Jeania slipped Kira's leg off her shoulder and slid herself up Kira's body. She smiled and taunting teased, "There, did I get all Master's cum out of your system." Kira ignored the tone and answered honestly, "No." Then kisses those sinfully soft lips passionately. Jeania clearly likes her weakness and writhes her body along Kira's while kissing back eagerly. It was Jeania that stopped their lips interactions. "It's getting late, we should get to bed." Kira's body was exhausted, her cage mate was right. "We'll need rest for whatever that horrible man has planned for us tomorrow." Reminding that freckled pretty girl of that giant made her sigh happily. Then she purred, "Yes we will." They shut off the water and dry off. Kira wrapped her body with the towel and headed to the front of their cage to gather their PJs. She gets near the front and then freezes. That clear wall is black with no lights visible in the room beyond. The abyss sat there looking back at her. Her imagination throws up all kinds of images just beyond that clear wall. The giant's lustfully gleaming face, that Dragon digging at that thin panel. Anything could be waiting in that dark void. Jeania walked up asking, "Are you alright?" Then she froze as well. "That black void is unnerving isn't it." "Yes, it's making it hard to get our PJs." Kira agreed. "I'll get mine, you get your?" Jeania offered. Kira agreed again. They both stood there a moment. Kira contemplated just sleeping in her extra PJs in her bag or even naked. Then swallowed hard and faced the darkness first. Jeania looked to be encouraged by Kira's movement and quickly rushed to her clothes. They both grabbed their sleepwear and rushed back to the other side of the couches like those limited barriers would protect them. They pull on their clothes giggling like they had snuck past chaperones. Jeania looked at Kira and asked, "Comb my hair?" "Sorry, I have to comb mine before it tangles more." Kira advised. "I'll do it, just go grab your brush." Jeania commands. Kira went over and grabbed her brush then over to where Jeania was standing. Jeania guides her into the swivel seat in front of the make-up mirror. Then the curvy redhead straddles her and sits in her lap. Starting to comb her hair she smiles and purrs, "See, we can comb each other's hair." That giant's semen had to be still affecting Kira as she found this nice. Intermit in a strangely wonderful way. She starts running a brush through Jeania's thick crimson silky locks. They were so close, Jeania's body warmth seeped into Kira's skin. Relaxing her and bringing out an unnatural happiness. Cuddled close together, facing one another, they allow air in to help dry the other's hair while softly working any knots and tangles they find. This sweet task done, Jeania takes their combs and places them on her make-up table. Then grabs Kira's hands and pulls Kira over to the mostly unused bed. At the edge, Kira stops allowing herself to be pulled and settles down on her knees. "What are you doing?" Jeania asked slipping onto the bed. "I have to pray for forgiveness. Pray we are saved from that horrible man." Kira answered. "I thought it was the cum that made you do it." Jeania said dismissively. Kira gave her a look and pointed out, "The giant's hormones might make me not think or act rightfully. But they are still my actions and I will need his forgiveness." "OK, if it makes you feel better. I'll make the blankets warm for when you're done." Jeania surrendered. Kira begs her Lord for reprieve from the mind-twisting hell she was in. Guidance at how to survive this horrible situation. And, if it was wrong, why was she having sexual thoughts about the Red haired girl she was about to crawl into bed with. She finishes and slips under the blankets with Jeania. The Redhead flicked off the light and wrapped them both in blankets. They cuddle close to hide from the inky black void at the wall past the foot of their bed. The curvy presence that Kira shouldn't enjoy had the additional effect of keeping nightmare images from escaping Kira's mind and out that clear door. That comfort is given back to her companion and Jeania sighs before slipping off to sleep. Guiding Kira to join her again. - HentaiHunter1 - Shrink Master - Posts: 439 - Joined: Thu Jul 23, 2020 4:44 am - Gender: - Contact: Note: Tiny Products Also, any of the one and done victims like the Fuglies or Bruce's snacks don't have an image due to the fact I never made them in the program. These were some of the characters I made in an program I had on my now dead computer and I only have so many. Not that a character with a pic couldn't end up in Bruce's tank. It's just the disposable/unattractive ones are just background elements. Here is Kira, Jeania, and Heidi again just for if you need to reference later: Kira Jeania Heidi PS: Added Chapter 5 above just before I included this note in case you missed it. Hope you enjoy. - HentaiHunter1 - Shrink Master - Posts: 439 - Joined: Thu Jul 23, 2020 4:44 am - Gender: - Contact: CH 06: Tiny Products Sorry if it's a true assessment of how my works are received. If it is let me know and I'll stop bothering you all. Chapter 06: Clean and Firm Minor Torture and fondling including: Kira jumps awake when the Giant's voice is booming from the back of their cage, "Wakey Wakey Pretty Products. Today is cleaning day. Get up, strip your bed and make sure all your dirty dirty clothes are down the hamper shoot and be naked and waiting in ten minutes." Kira was laying on her back with Jeania curled upon her. As soon as the Giant stopped his commands the Redhead rose up and straddled her and cheerfully roared, "Master calls." Then pulls off her shirt and tossed it towards the laundry shoot. She leans down and grabs at Kira's shirt and questions, "What's taking you so long, he wants us naked." Kira defends her shirt as she pointed out, "He also wants our bedding, I think we can strip the beds before we strip ourselves." The redhead nodded her head to the side then agreed, "I am getting a little ahead of myself aren't I." Then Jeania slipped off Kira. They quickly gathered their few worn clothes and the linins from the beds into the swinging bin drawer. Then they strip their PJs off and into the drawer as well. Then they walk over to the clear wall and look out over the valley that was just a room to their captor. He has set up what looks like six big rings hooked into brackets. Between each of the three sets of rings was some sort of pot over a tin with a small blue flame. Beside each ring bracket set-up was a small table with something being set up on them by a tiny woman. "What do you think he has planned?" Kira asked. "I have no idea. Those rings look to have shackles on them." Jeania pointed out. "Can you see what's in those pots?" Kira asked, stretching up. "No, but it clearly has to be warm." Jeania responded. The giant suddenly appeared and smiled towards them. The door opened and he hummed out, "Time for you to get neaten uped Red." His massive hands reached in and tangled around their small bodies. Kira was terrified yet extremely aroused. She hated this reaction. The wish not to be some man's sex toy yet also intensely sensually enthralled that his molestings drove her insane. And molest he was, rolling her breasts as he walked over to the desk. "Here you go Edith, this is Red the one I was telling you about. You know how I like them." the Giant said as he latched Jeania into one of the rings. EDITH A beautiful African American woman smiled up at the Giant and replied, "I'll take good care of her Master. Nice and smooth as you like us." "I know you will." He said matter of factly. Then Kira found herself being latched into the ring nearest to that one. "Helga, this is Red's sidekick Tender, take care of her." HELGA A woman with extremely long blonde hair looked up and responded in an accent like the villain from an old World War Two movie, "Yes my Master." The modern mythical deity turned and headed back towards the cages. The woman turned and smiled at Kira hanging from the metal circle. She ran his hand along Kira's leg, "Hmmm, look how pretty this one is." The beautiful black woman by Jeania tilted the ring the redhead attached to so she laid facing up, "Remember Helga, Master has told us there is a lot to wax today." The blonde reached up and cupped Kira’s breasts and pushed her backward. "But this one is sweet like cake, I hope Master lets me have a slice." "I'm sure he'll make you do things with her at some point. Today is their tidying day." The black woman responded. The blonde woman sighed, "Yes yes, always have to be so responsible." Then she ducked under the ring holding Kira carrying a small wide mouth jar. Jeania's voice asked, "Are you some of Master's pets?" "Well look at you sweetheart, already so comfortable calling him Master. No wonder he's already so fond of you. Yes, we are some of his current pets." The Black woman's voice responded. The blonde came back with a yellowish goo. She snickered as Jeania asked, "So did he name you Edith?" Kira started as the clearly admiring blonde woman started applying hot slime to her thigh. She purred out answering, "No his flaming haired darling. If you survive long enough in his personal cage he'll let you have your first name back." "Survive?" Kira gasped. Jeania attendant responded, "More like last. If he loses interest in you you can become product again, or, well, I guess sometimes survive does fit." As the long haired Blonde pressed a strip of what looked like material and smooth it out over Kira's thigh she reached under and squeezed Kira's naked buttocks cheek as she snickered, "So you'll want to keep these cheeks tight my tan treat." Kira attempted to wiggle free of the woman’s grip but the restraints and gravity held her mostly in place. The black woman said in an amused tone, "Helga, work not tease. Don't worry we have daily exercise classes to help each other stay fit. And he has a way that makes these stay pliable and firm?" "These?" Kira wished she was positioned differently to be included properly in that informative conversation. The blonde cupped Kira’s breast and kneaded it, "These, Tender, not that you'll need much help there." Then Kira yelped as a strip of material was yanked from her leg, taking the tiny hairs with it. Kira didn't like how fondling her attendant was. "Please stop touching me in that sinful nature." She requested. This just seem to arouse the German accented woman as she smiled licking her lips, "Oh he'll make you get touched more sinfully than these little pats my canvas." Then as if on que he appeared above them. Though he was more concerned with latching Peyton and her shapely mother to their own rings. Kira wanted to verbally protest, but just that modern Zeus' looming presence made it hard even to breathe. "Oh, I see why he likes this one Edith, she has your affliction." The blonde said before she pulled another strip off making Kira yelp. "Poor thing." Jeania's attendant sighed. Jeania seemingly had no tack as she asked with him hovering so close, "You don't admire his vase power over you?" The woman honestly responded, "While in his hands, yes. But when I'm able myself I loathe him." His hand reached over Kira then she heard the Black woman begin to sexually gasp. "So cute when you use your naughty words my little Edith." Then he moved his hand back and the woman whimpered, "Thank you Master." The blonde attending Kira muttered under her breath, "Lucky." "You admired him?" Kira managed to push words out of her mouth. She yelped again as another strip was taken. Then the woman blew a kiss at her, "I have a thing for big powerful men. And, he is the biggest, most powerful I have ever seen." "So if a larger giant was to show up?" Kira wondered. The blonde stroked her hands up to her hips then grinds her groin at Kira's exposed womanhood giggling breathlessly. Then she questioned Kira, "This new giant, can they make people into toys as well?" Kira could see the woman's point even while not liking how she was delivering it. The false god could make anyone outside into a tiny person. Money, strength, fame, even soldiers couldn't stop him from making them too small to resist him. The woman slipped into loving her duty of waxing Kira's leg. Jeania had questions about their cage. Small private rooms, fresh food, a swimming pool the way this Edith spoke about it made it sound more like a resort than a prision. Kira listened as she took a deeper look at her molesting attendant. Tall, for their new height. Two fair sized breasts strangely pushed out from her chest. Her blonde hair was so long it dangled past her knees. She wore them in low pig-tails off the back of her head, likely to keep the hair out of her way while she worked. Her top was a white strip of material that hung off the ends of those gravity defying round breasts and teased the undersides of them. The top showed the deep ravine between the mounds. Her bottom was hugged tight with what looked to be too small sport shorts. The helm which her long toned legs extended from was so high the edge of her buttock's cheek peeked out. From what Kira could see from the distance the attendant looking after Peyton's legs wore the same uniform for this duty. Then she heard Jeania ask an important question, "Do you have any idea when we'll be brought to his personal cage?" "Oh Honey," Jeania's attendant started, "You two will be here a long while yet." Then with a hard sigh she explained, "That monster knows you like to watch and that delights his twisted mind too much to give that up. You'll be here at least as long as it takes him to sell all your friends." Kira realized she would have to witness more horrors before she could hide such nightmares from her mind. Kira hung there as the top of her leg had all its hairs waxed off. Then the blonde went up and cleared her armpit on that side, then the one on the other. As the clearly aroused woman started on the top of that last leg Kira comforted herself that this painful process was nearly half done. Then a buzzing made her attempt to see what the woman was about to do. "Why do you have clippers?" The woman's fingers played in the patch of hair at the top of Kira’s flower as she hummed, "Because as lovely as this patch is, Master likes us smooth on his tongue. And this is just too bushy to wax. So I'll have to trim it down before clearing it away." Then the blonde stroked between Kira's pedals as she explained lustfully, "Trust me, this will be painful, but so worth it." Her finger deepened as she ended with, "When he tastes a smooth pussy he really digs in deep and firm." "Helga, work not play." Jeania's attendant called over. She sounded more amused then annoyed. The blonde rolled her eyes and complained, "I have so little and she won't even let me taste some of this caramel cheesecake." Then the woman lifted her invading finger and suckled it. Pulling it from tight lips she sighed longingly, "Oh so sweet. If I'm really good maybe Master will let me have a full taste." Then she tilted her head and turned on the clippers, "But Edith is right, we have too many products to neaten to play with the keepers for too long." Then began buzzing Kira's private hair. Hot wax was carefully painted along the edge of Kira's private spot. It was disturbing at the attention her attendant made sure the material was smooth along that sensitive area. Then the Blonde warned, "Sorry Tender, but this will hurt like you've never known." Then she tore Kira's soul from her body. Kira roared in pain. Tears flooded her eyes. Her flower shouldn't be plucked like that. As she was settling to just start the process of recovering from that. Jeania screamed in agony. A hand cradled her cheek and wiped tears away for her. "Shhh, poor Tender. I know, I know. But trust me, you'll get sort of used to it some day. And, it's what he wants so we have no choice. Then Kira fearfully felt more wax being smoothed along her most hidden area. Kira would have told this vile torturer anything to get this to stop. Hairs down along that area were not supposed to be taken out like that. The German accented voice attempting to reassure her was not smoothing the pain or feelings of violation any. Then, after what felt like forever, the blonde said, "There, the hard part is done." Kira felt some relief till that cruel minx added, "Now Tender, for your back side." Kira wanted to plead or beg the woman to stop now, but she knew the blonde couldn't as it wasn't her choice. It was his. She looked about for him as the woman twirled the ring she was attached to. He wasn't in the room from what she could see. Peyton and her mother was the next pairing over. Past them was Vivian and her own pretty mother. Their attendants actively painted wax or pulled off strips unsupervised by that horrible giant. She faced the desktop and felt hot wax on her buttock cheek. The blonde teasingly praised, "What a firm work surface." And shortly the hair removal started along the backs of her legs. Her arms and legs ached from hanging for so long. And as a last painful insult, the blonde purred as she spread Kira's buttock cheeks and started smearing hot wax between them just to attach a strip of material and cause Kira agony. Then the blonde cooed in what was clearly a playful pouty tone. "Now, let me make you feel better." Hands stroke and massage her legs. A cream or lotion was worked into her skin. "Feels nice does it not? When you get into his bedroom cage I'll show you the lotion bath where we just soak and make our skin silky soft for his enjoyment. I'll work it in for you if you'll work it in for me." Then disturbingly Kira felt lips on her bum cheek as a kiss was pressed there. She was flipped back over and the burning relieving cream was spread over the waxed areas of the front of her body. Armpits and lower legs weren't so bad. But quickly those kneading hands work up her calves to her thighs and closer and closer to her burning flower. The blonde made happy sounds as her fingers smooth cream along the edges of Kira's flower. Then the tip of a finger plays along where the pedals touch. Kira whimpers in discomfort knowing her words of protest will just encourage her molester. The Blonde wiggled as her bosom heaved. She licked her lips wantingly and looked directly into Kira's eyes, "Let me kiss the boo-boo I made all better." Shaking her head Kira watched as the long haired blonde lowered down towards her womanly area. Kira begs, "No please." as soft lips made softly sucking kisses along her wounded flower. Then a tongue hooks in and drags up between Kira's pedals. Then she hears a long hum then a smacking sound before the Blonde praised, "So sweet." "Helga, stop teasing the new meat." Jeania's attendant called over. The blonde sounded like a pouty child as she responded, "But Master isn't back yet. I'm sure he'll be alright with me having a little fun." "Don't get too carried away." Jeania's attendant sighed back. Then she advised, "Too late." The looming towering form came into Kira's view. In an amused tone he stated, "Helga, you're supposed to be working not playing." "But I finished my Master. I was getting bored waiting for your magnificent presence." The blonde replied. Her play pouty tone clearly perfected for him and him alone as he smiled at her play guilt. "Ass." he responds happily. The blonde turned and pulled her little shorts down. Then pressed herself tight into Kira's spread groin as she bent over suggestively. His hand came down. The woman bucks hard into Kira's underside as a snap sound comes from behind her. It was clear whatever he did to her backside hurt greatly. Yet the blonde turned her head to face the gleeful giant and confessed, "I need another Master. I touched her naughty a lot as I worked." "Oh, did you? You naughty little thing." he said before laughing. The blonde yelped again and thrust hard into Kira. "Now straighten up. It's time for their firming." Pouty the blonde replied, "Yes Master." Then arched and rolled to a standing position. She took no interest in her shorts and allowed them to hit the floor that is the desktop. Then she bravely asked, "Did I look good on her Master?" A finger stroked that long blonde hair, "Cool down Helga, you have a lot of product to clean today. If you work hard and keep your hands to yourself, maybe I'll allow you to play with one." "Yes Master." the Blonde purred. Kira’s arms and legs were freed by those massive hands before they encased her. That aphrodisiac of fear and helplessness made all loathing of that giant melt away and reveal a strange lust. Arching limbs strain to get muscles to work again and touch his fingers, hoping to lure them to touch her. Then she just dumped into a dark pouch. Light flash told there is someone else in this pocket or bag with her. Heidi's scared voice asked, "Kira, do you know what he has planned for us?" The giant out of sight, she responded in honest fear, "Something he called firming." "Firming?" Heidi clearly wanted more information. "I don't know." Kira confessed. A giggling mass was then slipped in with them. Crimson locks declare it as Jeania. Then a massive zipper closed about them and took all the light. Jeania could be heard wiggling to her knees then she openly cheered, "I hope he's going to play with us like yesterday." "You want him to rape you?" Heidi questioned in shock. "Its not rape if your willing. And if your willing it is amazing." Jeania responded in a purr. "What is wrong with you?" Heidi worried aloud. If Jeania had a rebuttal it never got out as the giant announced, "You know, I want a couple of smoothed bitches to keep my cock company while I do today's chores." Vivian's voice was cracked with terror as she screamed, "Mommy help, don't let him touch me more!" He clearly liked this scared teen screaming for help as he cruelly snickers. Vivian's mother does the only thing she can do, yelling definitely, "Leave my daughter along you sick pedophile. You disgusting monster!" Vivian's voice is just scared sounds as the giant's voice counters mockingly, "Claim down mommy, my balls will soon be resting on top of you. Now let me enjoy your dark haired girl on my cock." "Stop that, stop! She's just a girl you sick bastard!" Mrs. Stain roared. "Oh she feels so good rolling over my tip like this." He clearly belittles the raging mother. Twisting more as he hummed happily and added, "Oh her little tears make it so slick to rub her face there just right." The woman started to scream, but what she yelled was muffled by something. Then the giant gleefully advised, "My balls are full and heavy, your going to feel so good pinned under my sack." Mrs. Stein's voice soon vanished. Then the giant laughed noting, "Man I love when they try to wiggle out from under my balls." Then he was moving and a slight grunt and he sighed, "Guess I should be back to work." "Oh those two are so lucky." Jeania moaned with strange pleasure. "He's trapped them in his pants." Heidi unnecessarily explained. Giant voice stopped their conversation again as he whimpered, "Oh I should have waited for you two. Look at you, all legs and tits." Mrs. Bell, Peyton's mother replied in a begging tone, "Please don't hurt my daughter. I'll do anything you want." "Yes you will, and so will she. If you're smart you'll get yourselves ready to pleasure me in any way I want. I tend to make sure good products get, well I was going to say good owners, but to be honest I guess I should say less harmful owners." He happily explained as he started moving. "I'll do anything to keep my daughter safe." Mrs. Bell just continued. "Later, bitch. I have lots to do right now." He taunted. Then he sounded like he was calling over to someone. "I'll be bring your next customers over." New screams, familiar voices gnarled with fear. From the sounds and movements Kira figured he was placing the next six girls into their racks to be waxed. It felt like he was walking somewhere as their dark fabric cage bounced with each step. Then they were tilted and tumbled to one side in a heap. "There, all in. Next load." he said to himself as he straightened up. Then twisting rattled them. Then a roaring machine noise like a great doomsday weapon. Then Kira recognized it, a washer machine. They were walking again. Where they were was uncertain. The zipper opened and giant fingers came looking for them. Jeania was first, giggling gleefully. Then Heidi slapped pointlessly at the grasping tentacles. Kira cringed and just accepted she would not resist his clawing digits. She was placed into a hard clear plastic container. Beside them was a strange small machine with two folding arms positioned over what looked like some short of a vise. The giant walked away to a far wall. Kira shook her head, their portable cage was one of those fanny pack things. He was working on something. Then Kira saw what, he was preparing small needles. He walked back and as he placed one needle into one of the arms he advised, "This stuff will make those cock rubbing tits extra firm. I charge clients an extra fee if they want this for their product. Now, it is going to hurt, really hurt. And for the rest of the day your titties are going to ach and be so sensitive. But tomorrow they will feel so good along my cock. And, mostly stop aching." He started attaching another needle as he continued, "A doctor client came up with this for me. He's like my vet for Products. Huh, I should give him a new pet as thanks for continued assistance. Hey, I have those two hot little bitch dykes. He so loves lesbian Product. One of them will do." "You first Heidi." he said, grabbing the Strawberry blonde. She whimpers but knows better than to struggle or sound off. He keeps chatting, "I think I'll give him the couch, he likes making lesbians chug his cum. What do you think Red?" Kira looked at Jeania, she looked to have a slight organum knowing he was talking directly to her. Asking for her option even in his sick plans. Jeania gushed eagerly, "You should give him Carla. Ms. Crabtree might be fun, but Carla pledged she would never be with a guy. Being his sex toy would break that bitch's mind." The giant smiled as he hooked a finger under Jeania's chin, "Hmm, that's a good idea. I knew I was going to enjoy you Red. My naughtily little bitch. I'll think about it." He turned back to Heidi as he added, "I might just let him pick. So many options." Heidi was strapped into a device. Her breasts pressed between what looked like two smooth boards, forcing her Double D breasts up from the girl's chest. It alone looked so uncomfortable. The giant flicked a switch as he continued talking to Jeania, "I could show you profiles of his other picks. That might help me figure out what to do." Kira watched as the two arms folded down. The ends of the needles just brushed the sides of Heidi's breasts. They were small needles for a human sized being. To them now they were javelin long spears. Then the machine clicks and Heidi screams as her breasts are stabbed. Then the machine softly sighs and the plungers of the needles start to depress. Heidi just wails in agony. No pleading, no begging, not even any words. Just bellowed pain. Then the machine pops and the arms coil back up. The giant cracks the wood looking blocks apart and strokes Heidi's chest with what looked like a folded wet nap. Heidi whimpered in clear pain as he did. Jeania looked scared but was too delighted to be talked to by that sick monster to give that up. "Seeing what he liked in the past might help me pick which one he might like better." He was happily unhooking Heidi as he nodded, "We might do that. Maybe one to him, one to Bruce?" Kira realized right then how lost Jeania was as the Redhead cooed back, "Oh Master you're so mean, that sounds so hot." "Such a twisted little giant whore." he praised slipping a crying Heidi into the container. Kira yelped as fingers grabbed her. Jeania doesn't even go to Heidi to comfort her. She was too busy savoring her attention feast. "Not a whore Master, just your good little bitch." Kira sees the giant's features twist into a smile. Fear is tangled with that arousal of being helpless in those massive hands. Straps pin her limbs tight. Her arousal is pressed from her as smooth boards sandwich her breasts. He walks away praising Jeania, "You are Red, such a good little cum chugger." He's coming back with needles in his hands. "Will I get some today?" Jeania openly begged. "No sorry, you'll not be in any shape to get spluged on today." he advised setting a fresh needle in place. As he moved about to the other arm he added, "Tomorrow I have errands in the morning, before I go I'll make sure you get a face full. You know, because your my new favorite cock rubber." Kira heard Jeania smacking hungerly and confessed, "Hmm Master, I can't wait for your thick cum in my mouth." The giant laughed. He clearly liked owning such an eager plaything. Kira didn't catch what he said back to his prize as the arms of the machine popped and lowered to touch her breasts with the end of those giant needles. She was aware Jeania and the giant were talking but her mind was filled with Heidi's agony reaction to what was about to happen to her. The machine snapped and she was speared by those heavy metal blades. It clicked and liquid fire started filling her breasts. Her chest screaming in unbearable agony. Tears flooded down her cheeks from the pain. Those boards holding her breasts up from her body now crushing those mounds. The machine pulled those knives from her chest. The giant released the boards and that eased the pain slightly. Stinging rough pad was crushed around her wounded breasts. Then the loosening of the straps jiggled her chest and sent waves of pain through her. Then she barked in pain as he lifted her from that torture rack. Then he dropped her into the cage which sent more pain through her. Jeania's voice sounded to whimper and the giant's voice returned. What was said wasn't as important as cradling her aching breasts. Heidi was beside her, offering her a shoulder to lean against as they both openly cried together there. Pain roaring from Jeania. How long it was for Jeania was not clear. She wasn't returned to the cage. No, a massive hand grabbed Kira and the powerful fast movement jostled her wounded chest and burst her mind with pain again. Then dropped into the waist bag with the crying redhead. Heidi roared in pain as he was placed in with them. The zipper was closed in a way that left a window to watch the world race by. But none of the three of them had the strength to peek out. Each step was a hammer against their chests. Thumping in heavy blows. Like a truck jumping on their breasts. It was like nothing Kira had ever experienced. Somewhere he stopped. The zipper opened, a face looked down and targeted Heidi. She howled in pain as he crushed his fingers around her torso. Kira watched through foggy vision as the strawberry blonde was lower into a gigantic tank. Little clear walled apartments. Plants grew around them in a nice strange forest look. It was clear there were several other privileges like a pool and a giant screen was visible. "Felicity, take care of Heidi. She's just been giving the firming." The giant stated as he placed Heidi beside a skimpy dress skin red headed young teen. "Yes Master." the girl timidly replied, failing to help Heidi to stand. "Good girl." The giant replied then turned away. Kira saw a busty brunette woman rush over and she helped the young redhead start to carry Heidi towards the clear apartments. It was an agonizing trip back to their cage. He lifted her and Kira felt like she was being twisted in two. Laid upon one of the couches. She raised her arms to brace the sides of her aching breasts and found that made them hurt slightly less. Jeania couldn't resist roaring in pain as she was lifted and placed on the other couch. Then the door closed. "Why the couch?" Kira whimpered knowing she couldn't stand with the pain and weight on her chest. Jeania knew right away as she answered with no hesitation, "So I can watch his pets prepare the product for sale." "Those are our friends." Kira reminded her cage mate. Only to hear Jeania reply still enthralled even while suffering, "Only if Master says they are our friends." Kira closed her eyes. There was no point arguing with Jeania, for, as Kira's father would have put it, she was drinking the Kool-Aid. Besides the torture of being waxed and having her breasts artificially firmed had drained her strength. Breathing, just breathing jostled the mounds too much. The pain was like a heavy weight. The only ease of it was her arms supporting and cradling the sides of her breasts. That seemed enough for out of nowhere Kira passed out from the morning's torments. - Shrink Apprentice - Posts: 24 - Joined: Sat Jan 01, 2022 12:02 am - Contact: Re: Tiny Products - Shrink Apprentice - Posts: 17 - Joined: Fri Apr 30, 2021 3:13 am - Contact: Re: Tiny Products - HentaiHunter1 - Shrink Master - Posts: 439 - Joined: Thu Jul 23, 2020 4:44 am - Gender: - Contact: CH 07: Tiny Products I'll be honest, I would find a comment every so often really encouraging. I found early on posting on the old VSW board I am a comment junky. Just a this part in the last chapter was interesting would help get my creative juices going. As foolish as this might be, it helps keep my lack of self-esteem from convincing me no one likes my stories. Which, yes, is kind of sad in the face of all the support you all have already given me. Its just how my mind works. A strange interruption of the old, If you don't have anything nice to say, don't say anything at all phrase. Or it could be just my own internalized self loathing. CH 07: Weighs Heavy M/f,f Light Play/Teasing only M/f,f Including forced Incestuous acts Kira awoke still weighed down by her aching breasts. To her surprise she found a blanket draped over her. She saw that Jeania was also covered in a blanket. She soon accepted this wasn't a kindness for her. No, it was a kindness to his new favorite pet. That realization hit her hard as she realized she was a gift to Jeania. Filled with his demon semen she would submit to sin and sexually pleasure the redhead. She didn’t want to accepted this situation simply because what other choice did she have. Kira turned her head to see what was happening out in that vast sprawling room. The desk still held the six rings, still working were the attendants. No Kira realized, these were different attendants. The African American attendant that had pulled the hair from Jeania's legs was gone. The long haired molester that caused her such discomfort was also gone. In their place were two teens around Kira's age. They applied wax and pulled off strips with practiced hands. Kira wondered how long they had been here as his sexual slaves. Were they recent prizes or had they been here for years. They looked like they were chatting with each other. From how the woman strapped on the ring was posed, her annoyed expression, they were ignoring her. It was Mrs. Blake, Debbie Blake's mother. Neither had made it to his higher product line. They were that far along, waxing his less desirable victims. Likely so their buyers would have freshly smoothed playthings to torment. Was that why the attendants weren't talking with them, they wouldn't be here long? Kira felt her soul lower, why would they talk to the already dead. If they were not bought those hair cleared legs would be slipping down that lizard's throat. Was that the reason, don't acknowledge them as people. Don't see any hope for them. Easier to not talk to them, no chance to get attached. She attempted to look away. Couch back could not hold her attention. Then a scent did gain her interest. Struggling to sit up to investigate. There on one of their beds were their clothes they had dumped down the hamper shoot. Folded neatly in piles, that scent was a clear sign they were clean. She slowly slumped back down. Jeania was going to be his spoiled pet. Kira would benefit by association. Movement brought her attention back to the room. The Giant walked over to the desk. He was talking to Mrs. Blake's attendant. His fingers began fondling the girl's legs and backside. The pretty girl posed her legs like she was wearing heels. Poking her buttocks out while he touched her. She had wavy light brown or blonde-reddish hair. The expression was scared, yet clearly showed she wasn't fully against his fondling. There was his weakness, Kira realized. Those that couldn't resist a strange arousal that came from being molested by a powerful giant. Jeania, Heidi, and even her. That's what saved them from new giants. Getting sexually stimulated for his benefit. He stood and turned. Kira noticed his groin was bulging. He had someone or a couple in his pants. She had the scary thought it was Vivian and her mother still. Would he force women to spend literally hours trapped tightly against his sexual areas. He wandered from view and Kira remembered he fed people alive to a lizard, sexually trapping women and girls for hours was clearly not below him. Jeania's voice groined telling Kira she had also awoken and had attempted to sit up. Then she moaned in pain slightly and asked, "What is going on now?" "He's getting the girls and chaperones that he didn't find pretty waxed now." Kira explained, turning her head to look out towards the desk. "Oh he's up to the fuglies." Jeania just uses that cruel creature's phrasing. She continued with, "Are those different women?" "Yes, well at least the ones that waxed us are gone." Kira noted her observations. Jeania had a worried tone as she wondered aloud, "I wonder how many he's kept for himself?" Kira had to tease slightly by asking, "You worried you won't stay his favorite once you're in his private cage. That he'll get bored of his new redheaded toy." "Well yes." Jeania replied. "I can't lose the feeling of him playing with me. I'm so helpless and small and he's just so big. Ahhh, I want him to play with me all the time now." They both froze as his face appeared before them. The door opened and he happily asked, "Is my little Red ready for a little supper?" Jeania groined as she sat up. Then she answered, "Yes Master." Like a good little pet. His tone was mockingly sympathetic, "Oh is my poor little bitch still hurting. Don't worry, those little titties will stop aching in the morning. Then they'll feel so good rubbing along my cock." He pulled a sliver of fruit from a little cup and dangled it above Jeania's mouth. Jeania had to know he was using her. Toying with her. Still she followed her mouth after the teased scrap of fruit. Praising her enslaver like this was a great situation, "Thank you Master, I can't wait to please you again." "That's a good pet." He purred and allowed her to catch his offering. His head turned towards Kira, "Sit up Tender and you'll get some food too." Kira found herself straining to sit up. His attention so focused on her made her weak. She would do anything to free herself and the others from this nightmare, yet while under his cruel affection she was an eager little pet too. She watched the Giant feed Jeania. Then he dangled a scrap for her and Kira hated herself for doing it, she opened her mouth and followed it just as he clearly liked. "Good little bitch. Here you go, Red's little Tender." Kira hated how good the fruit sliver tasted from his fingers. There they sat, amusing the giant as he tauntingly finger fed them both. They were his living playthings and Kira hated how her body reacted. The strange sexual rush of being helpless in his control. He made them basically beg for his gift of sweet food. Now that they were taking his offerings he played more with them. Making them suckle the slivers. Pumping the nibbles in and out of their mouths. They both made lewd sounds to his delight. Enthralled by his overwhelming might. He played with them for a while. Kira was soon full but the Giant continued for himself. Stroking their lips with the nibble in his fingers. Slipping it into their mouths and poking it against their cheeks. Kira's blood raced in her veins. She was a good little pet. Kira actually felt incredible disappointment when he dabbed their mouths and closed their door. Sealed away from the giant, Kira's morals rushed back. As he stepped back she could see his pants straining. At the top of where of his penis end was a bulge, the trapped girl had to be nearly crushed by that massive giant sexual organ. As if to add insult to that poor girl situation, the Giant reached down and rolled his hand over that trapped mass and smiled perversely. Then the monster turned and walked away. Kira's breasts ached and weighed heavily on her chest. She sighed and slowly slid herself back to a lying position. The landing hurt, but laying on her back with her arms braced along the sides of her breasts hurt a ton less than sitting up did. Jeania gasped telling she had the same idea. Kira pulled the blanket back over her nakedness. There they watched as his trained slaves finish cleaning up his last newest victims. He puttered in and out of the room. Freshen the lizard's food dish. Taking a few men or boys away to come back with empty bins. Coming to the cages with mesh bags of tiny clothes. From the looks of it he wasn't being as kind to the other girls as he had been to Jeania. It looked like he was just dumping the bags into the associated cages. Then the cages began to turn. The Giant must be planning on taking a break as the couch was now the main focus. Jeania hummed happily knowing she was about to get a show. Even if that show was one of her friends being sexually tortured for the giant's own pleasure. VIVIAN Giant reclined with a self satisfied smile. He took his time slowly undoing his pants. Wiggling them down his legs. He stroked his groin a few times over his underwear. Then pulled his underwear to expose himself and his captives. Vivian looked up from the tip of his penis, she was shiny with sweat, her black hair clung to her face. His fingers reached over and pressed her chest and face back down and rubbed it back and forth over his tip. MRS. STAIN He released Vivian and finished pushing his underwear off and Mrs. Stain peeled herself off the bottom of his scrotum. His hand now came behind her and pushed the woman back into the squishy flesh. He kneaded her there, basically scrubbing his testicles with Mrs. Stain. Then he dragged her up his shaft. The giant flipped Vivian face up and turned her around, then used his fingers to spread her shapely legs. He said something and Mrs. Stain rose up shaking her head while she said something back. As he looked to growled a little harsher. Jeania whimpered, "I wish we could hear him tell that bitch what to do." Kira couldn't see what Jeania liked about this. Torture and abuse for the giant's sexual entertainment. Mrs. Stain again refused whatever he ordered. He looked across the room then turned back saying something at his captives. Mrs. Stain looked to begin to beg. He said one word. Slowly Mrs. Stain lowered herself, placing her face into her daughter's groin. Vivian cringed as her mother's head began bobbing about down there. It was clear from their perspective that Mrs. Stain was licking between Vivian's pedals. The Giant leaned back and just watched mother sexually taste her daughter. The giant reached down and pressed on top of Vivian's breasts. She wasn't the most endowed girl on the JV team, he looked to still enjoy them. The other hand reached down and grabbed one of her supple legs and stroked along it. Twirling his fingers along it like a cartoon villain with a long mustache. He let the leg go and grabbed Mrs. Stain's up lifted buttocks. Stroking a finger along the woman's sexual area. Lifting her as he fondled her. Vivian looked even more disgusted as her body arched clearly reacting to all the imposed stimuli. The fingers molesting her chest now dragged her to his tip and spread her legs over his tip. He wiggled her about there then smiled. His other hand wrapped around Mrs. Stain. Stroking his sexuality with the woman. He started saying things. Like he was rambling. Then Kira realized he was cruelly taunting both the mother and daughter. He was enjoying the mother's body along his shaft. He pressed Vivian's legs at his tip and rolled her about there. However it was clear he was keeping Vivian's flower over the hole at the end of his penis. From the whimpering pleasure sounds coming from the other couch the Giant wasn't the only one stimulating themselves. Jeania couldn't resist the sight of the giant's power. His control over his victims. Even the heavy weight of aching breasts didn't deter her. The Giant's head leaned back and his eyes closed as his lips circled and looked to puffed out gusts. Vivian's body arched at the top of his penis. Kira's teammate's face turned into a display of disturbed and pain. Her arms hooked out and her fingers clawed into the air. The black haired girl's body bounced as the massive penis twitched. Semen oozed from between Vivian's thighs and her stomach slowly started to bulge. The sexual dominance on display brought Jeania to her self induced climax. The Giant slowly stroked Mrs. Stain along his shaft, pumping every last drop of his semen into or onto poor Vivian. Clearly he had enjoyed tormenting the woman and the teen. Then he looked to be finished torturing the mother and her young daughter. But he wasn't, he dragged Mrs. Stain up to near the end of his penis. Then he lifted her up at an angle. He lifted Vivian from the end of his penis. As his seed dripped from Vivian's girl area he moved her towards Mrs. Stain's face. Then the hand holding the woman flexed and the woman cringed in pain. Then he pressed Vivian's messed in flower over Mrs. Stain's pain opened mouth. He rolled Vivian so his seed smeared her mother's face. Then he stopped rolling Vivian. His finger pressed at the top of Vivian's bulging stomach and stroked over the extended belly. This pushed a glob out of Vivian's flower and oozed over Mrs. Stain's face and likely down the woman's throat. He snickered as his finger petted Vivian's abdomen. Slowly re-flattening it as his semen flooded Vivian's mother's face and breasts. That torment finished entertaining the Giant, he slipped Vivian before her gasping mother with her semen white face. His face jolly he said something. Vivian looks up at his face with a questioning look. He says something again. Now Vivian looked disgusted and scared. Leaning forward she sticks out her tongue and begins licking the semen that was just pushed out of her body off her own mother's naked breast. He snarled at her, then smiled. Vivian jumped at this barking giant and latched her mouth over her mother's nipple and suckled the giant's seed off it. He leans back in a relaxed laying pose as the young daughter is made by fear to suck and lick his seed off her mother's breasts. It had to be stomach turning for Kira's teammate for many reasons. The fact that it was giant semen. Yes, in the situation Kira's mind savored the thick fluid, but with her thoughts clear, she considered it disgusting. Then there was the incestuous sinful sexual matter of being forced to suck her mother's breasts. Lick them for his enjoyment. Also, the fact it had been forced up into her own sexual area before being forced out of her and over her mother's face. How much of that white ooze had failed to go down the mother's throat and bubbled out to coat those breasts. The other fluids mixed about the giant's semen could be many. Then he grabbed them firmly. He lift them off his sexual organ and covers himself again. He walked over to the cages and put the tormented mother-daughter pairing away like they were mere toys. Then he begins putting away the less appreciated victims from the buses away now that the last ones have been prepared for their soon new owners. Then he grabs one of the young attendants and striped her and into his shorts with his soiled spent sexual endowment. Then the attendant, another young woman, was also stripped and entombed in his underwear. He finishes putting away the waxing frames and other equipment. Then collected the other attendants and disappeared. "Kira, are you OK?" Jeania asked. "I feel bad for Vivian and Mrs. Stain." Kira responded. Jeania started sounding sympathetic, but her tone quickly changed, "Yeah, I can see that. But oh did you see how powerful he was. They were just like toys to him. He played with them and just put them away." "He tortured them and forced them to do immoral things." Kira pointed out. "Don't you remember what it's like to be wrapped in those mythical deity-like hands? Getting to have your body massaged along his colossal cock. That thick delicious cum filling your mouth." Jeania was clearly slipping into memory and imagination. But her descriptions did reach something in Kira. The restrained might of those hands cocooning her small helpless form. Her sensitive areas rubbing against such a massive sexual male organ. Her mouth smacked at the memory of that giant seed's favor, craving it in a twisted way. The rush of the giant's pleasure shared with that freckled curvy beautiful with the devil shaded hair. Kira's mind is startled at how quickly sinful thoughts involving Jeania mixed in with her strange sexual enthrallment with the Giant's power over her. Did his hormones have such a lasting effect? They were giant like their source, they could take longer to burn through her system. That had to be it, she was a good God fearing girl. She wouldn't have sexual arousing thoughts of entwining her naked body with Jeania's shapely naked form. No, it had to be more of the giant's influence. Kira tried to forget those thoughts. Struggling to stand she groaned and wandered towards the cereal bins. Grabbing herself a Fruit Loop today, she just didn't want another dry giant shreddie. "Can you grab me a blue one please?" Jeania whimpered from her couch. Kira grabbed one and without thinking turned quickly and tossed the food hoop over to the redhead laying across the other couch. Kira cradled her breasts as the aching shot up to hot pain. Then Jeania yodeled in pain upon the colored cereal piece's landing. "Sorry." Kira strained to say. "It's fine." Whimpered Jeania back. Kira managed to make it back to her couch and slowly place herself sitting on it. While one arm cradled her heavy breasts she nibbled at her loop. The immense room outside their cage was quiet and empty. Nothing to watch or be disturbed by. Then that lizard sauntered to his food dish and grabbed a orange colored bit of food. This made Kira wondered aloud, "When he drops a tiny person in with that monster why do they run towards that log?" "Bruce." Jeania replied. Kira responded. "Master's lizard is named Bruce." Jeania explained. Kira rolled her eyes. Did it really matter what she called that creature when it was just them? "When he sickly feeds a tiny person to Bruce, why do they attempt to get to that log?" "I figured it was the plants around the ends. A place to hide." Jeania explained her thoughts on the matter. "I thought that too. That makes the most sense for poor Mrs. Goguen's attempt to live. But the drawer victims all head straight that way. Their expression makes it look like they know something, like there is safe spot over there." Kira pointed out. "Well if Master ever allows you to speak you should ask." Jeania suggested. The idea of connecting her and that lizard together in the same thought in that giant's mind wasn't something she wanted. "I'll think about it." was all that she could think to say. "You sound scared." Jeania pointed out. Kira confessed, "I don't want to be eaten alive." Jeania snicker, "As long as you're attentive I'm certain you're fine." "Still, I rather not talk to him about that monster." Kira acknowledged. "Bruce." Jeania corrected her again. Kira rolled her eyes as she replied back, "Right, Bruce." That was the end of their conversation. Kira was too tired to talk to his loyal worshiper. She felt bad for Jeania, she was so enthralled by the sick giant. Kira would admit to herself that in his direct presence, she too turned into a tramp. Poor Jeania however was open to whatever he did no matter how vile. Kira was tired, these days as a captive just wore her down. She strained to stand. Staggered over the washroom area. She had to hold her chest while she brushed her teeth, as the shaking of them was like someone was slapping a rubber mallet against her breasts. This just wore her down further. Kira walked back across the cage and passed Jeania heading to the washroom area herself. Kira decided to lay back down on the couch. Feeling that the support from the back against her side helped ease the strain from her breast pain. She slowly pulled the blanket over her naked body. Folding her arms along her chest, and that was as comfortable as she could make herself. The light in the cage went out. "You're not sleeping in a bed?" Jeania asked, sounding strained. Kira groaned then managed to speak at volume, "I find the back helps support my breasts." Jeania sighed then acknowledged, "That makes sense." Then the redhead shuffled past and cringed in pain as she took the other couch. The sighs of pain told that Jeania was attempting to get near as comfortable as she could. Kira closed her eyes. Steadied her breathing. Even with the hindrances of the light from the big room outside of the cages and the ach sitting on her chest she still managed to fall into a sleeping state. - Shrink Aprentice - Posts: 46 - Joined: Sat Sep 12, 2020 11:06 am - Gender: - Contact: Re: Tiny Products - HentaiHunter1 - Shrink Master - Posts: 439 - Joined: Thu Jul 23, 2020 4:44 am - Gender: - Contact: CH 08: Tiny Products CH 08: Morning Sensitivity M/f,f Teasing Kira awoke still laying on her back. The door of the cage was now the inky abyss instead of the fast valley of a room. Her foggy eyes could vaguely make out objects in the darkness. The desk, the edges of that monster's tank, and a few other shapes. Kira felt slightly better being able to see some details over the dark blank screen that had been formed on the cage door whenever the outer room's light was out. She sighed and turned to look up. Then they caught her eyes. The two of them pointed up from her chest. Defiant of gravity, the dome of them holding the blankets over themselves like tracks of grass across two artificial hills. Kira was happy that they were not aching any more. Then she had a question in her mind, how hard were her breasts now? Did what he did make them like marbles on her chest? Cautiously she slipped her hand down and went to wrap her fingers about her breast. Then her thumb pressed the spot where the needle had speared her. This made her hand jump, and in its path was her nipple. Her gasp rattled from just the accidental caress of her nipple. She had to stop and attempt to blink her mind back in order. Was that part of what he did to her? An added torment for his enjoyment? Whatever this was, all Kira knew at the moment was her nipple was intensely sensitive to touches. Intensely sensitive in a very sensual meaning. Kira had to look at her now artificially firmed breasts. Grabbing the blanket, she slowly slid the covering down her chest. Her thighs pressed together as her flower quickly began trembling from the delightful sensations. Kira gasped "Oh, oh, oh!" as the soft material kissed along her sensitive alert nipples. Kira's body arched and she trembled with the lightening of the intense pleasure. Then with her breasts exposed Kira had to stop and catch her breath. Kira looked at the now domes. Her breasts didn't lay down or even jiggle like they used to in such a state. Firm reminders that her body was now that sick monster's to do with as he wanted. As her mind settled down Kira wondered if that sensitivity was a planned effect. Was this an added fun for him? Make the poor captive girl's breasts firm to feel good on his sexual organ while making her nipples extra sensitive so they'll wail sexually as he played with their helpless little bodies? Kira still wondered how hard was her breasts was. Though the temptation to just stroke her own pointing nipples was hard to resist, the pleasure was intoxicating after all. Hand carefully cupped the breast between needle sore and nipple heaven. Kira kneaded her newly adjusted breast. It was squeezable, almost like an inflatable toy covered in skin. Kira hated that she could see why that giant and some of his clients would enjoy tiny women's breasts changed in this way. They likely feel good on a giant's sensitive areas. "Ah, ah, ah, oh, oh, yeah." started coming from the other couch. This told Kira she wasn't the only one to discover this new sensitivity. Jeania stopped and purred breathlessly, "That's going to feel so good along Master's cock. Huh, I think I’m up a cup size." Kira was attempting to assemble her thoughts to question Jeania's own thoughts on what this could actually mean. But the sun that was the light in the outer room came on. Kira's attention was now following that horrible man. Her instinct told her to cover her nudity. But that brought the blanket back over those excited nipples. Kira hated how tempted she was to just cover and uncover her chest with that blanket. But stayed covered and attempted to see what the giant was now doing. Jeania was clearly curious, though less modest about it as she stood stark naked with her arms pulled back to display her newly firmed breasts. The giant had placed an old alarm clock on the desk. He was clicking the buttons, adjusting the time setting. Bright red numbers flipping quickly. He was only clad in tight underwear, at least they were clean white and covering. Likely new from the look of them. He turned and there his man area weighed at the front of the cotton covering. Kira hated this strange arousal feeling she had at seeing the thick coil clearly outlined in the white material. She forced her eyes away from that sexuality that was slightly hidden. Bright Red numbers declared it was early morning. Days of not being allowed to know the time of day, why today was he positioning a billboard that alerted them of every passing second. The giant went to the side of the cages. A loud buzzing made her jump. The startled reaction was clamped over by the sensation of blanket brushing quickly over her too sensitive nipples. She hated just how overwhelmingly pleasurable that sensitivity was. Her mind is soon distracted as the giant's voice starts, "Wake up Product. Wake up now!" His cruelly smiling face peeked around the corner. His eyes looked about the clear doors. He nodded in clear self satisfaction. Then he must have spotted Jeania nearly pressing her naked sensitive breasts to their clear door. He winks at her and the redhead makes what looks like a little naked curtsey while her body trembles hard, arms out to her sides to be fully on display. His face moved out of sight, "Morning Products, today is the day I'll be taking photos of you for your auction displays. But first I have errands to run this morning. So, as I get those done you will all get prettied up to get sold. You'll all be dressed, hair done and make-up perfect by one o'clock. Cheer products in your uniforms, older cock rubbers in whatever you have that will look sexy on your little bodies. Any not ready will be a cutie treat for Bruce. My members love seeing little bitches they'll never afford going to that sweet lizard. But before I get ready, I need to rub one out." Kira worried that she would be the one being used for that last statement. Then she had a burst of excitement as his smiling face filled their view. The door opened and Jeania squealed like he was some sexy rock star. "Master, my nipples are sooo sensitive." The Red Head declared thrusting her chest out and waving them at him. "Did I give you permission to talk Red?" The giant questioned with amusement in his voice. "No Master, I'm sorry Master. I'm just so excited I could be rubbed along your giant cock." Jeania apologized to their mighty captor. His hand reaches in. Fingers brace against Jeania's back and his thumb lands on her breasts. He rolls his thumb as he explains, "Oh no Red, you're my target this morning. I'm going to cum all over your pretty face and these sweet freckled tits." Jeania's head is tilted back. Her eyes rolled and fluttered uncontrollably. Her mouth wide as her tongue dangles out and flops like a panting dog. Her knees turn in as her arms hang her hands out to her sides. Hands in loose clawed poses rolling about in time with the giant's thumb. Jeania manages to form the words in a very aroused tone, "Thank you Master, yes, cum on me, cum all over me." As the pretty curvy thing finishes worshiping that modern Zeus Kira noticed down Jeania's inner thighs was trickles of her sweet nectar. The Modern Mythical deity rolled Jeania's breasts just a few seconds longer. Then the Redhead burst into a lust filled climax. He released Jeania and she collapsed onto her knees, happily spent from a slight massage. Then the giant whined, "Man I wish they stayed that sensitive." Then his eyes looked at Kira, "Don't worry Tender, I'll give yours a twirl as well." Giant hand was now over her helpless blanket covered body. Blanket was just gone by him pinching a grip and tossing it aside. The quick stroke made Kira gasp at the sensation from her chest. She hadn't recovered as two powerful fingers pinned her exposed and impossibly sensitive breasts. They made a little circle, her body arched up, her thighs spread wide as her hips thrust her displayed womanhood into the air. Thunderous snickering came from that mighty giant then her womanhood had thumb pressed along it. Her flower soon shined his thumb print with its flooding nectar. Kira could feel the pain from the wounds caused by the needles being compressed by this modern Zeus. Yet that almost seemed to just add to how sensually pleasurable the nipple's rolling under his restrained touches was. Her body was on fire from the fondling. With her flower bloomed open wide and kissing along his thumb print, this was too much for her young mind in just seconds. He didn't stop pinning her, no he teased climax level pleasure into her overly sensitive nipples even as her body flared in lustful release. She roared in gasping one word, or just lewd sound praises as he played with her tiny weak form. Then his hand banished Kira from this depraved heaven as it lifted away from her. She collapsed sprawled on that little couch. Limbs akimbo as Kira soon realized her lungs had no air in them. Kira was saddened by learning why she was molested so intensely. "There, now I'm hard. Time to get off." She watched through foggy eyes as the hand that gave her that touch of heaven was now wrapping around a gleeful Jeania. "Come here Red, pick me out a good pair for a quick body fucking." Jeania squealed in delight and purred loyally, "Yes Master." Kira's body was so tired from the pleasure overload. Yet she had to see what that modern Deity was doing. Staggering, she heard Jeania pick out former teammates for him to abuse for his own delight. "Them Master, those two will feel good along your wonderful giant cock." "I love those little shorts tank top pajamas." purred that towering being. A little scared whimper followed with more from the modern deity, "Yeah let's look at those big old titties." And another frightened sound. DONNA Kira looked down at who the giant was stripping. Big breasts and dark brown hair trembling in his massive hand. Kira knew the poor girl as Donna from the Senior team. She was about Kira's age but since one of Jenna's friends, Tony from the football team, wanted to have sex with Donna. Jenna promoted her to the senior team. It was a great amusement around the school when Donna started dating Leroy from the Basketball team instead. Donna was arched backward as massive fingers rolled her large breasts. She wasn't struggling or even looking at her molester. His other hand was slowly stroking her little pajama shorts down her cheer shaped legs. Kira couldn't see the giant's face, but the point in his underwear told that he was enjoying stripping Donna. In the elastic waistband on the giant's hip was pinned Jeania, her freckled features were shining a gleeful smile watching her master fondling another victim. Her finger on her hand occasionally stroked teasingly along the very tip of her overly sensitive nipple. The giant finished slipping off Donna's shorts and crumpled them like a wrapper from a stick of gum and tossed them back into the cage he had taken Donna from. Then he pulled open his underwear to expose his hardened penis. Kira hear Donna whimper again while looking at her sexual destination. The modern Zeus lowered Donna long his sexual organ. He pressed Donna along his manhood then sang a happy "Oh!" Kira was a little surprised to see Donna stretch her limbs around his shaft. She was pumping her big breasts against his skin while also licking it. Donna's expression told she was not excited like Jeania would be to be hugging the giant's sexual organ. Kira wondered if Donna's actions were an attempt at self preservation. The giant pulled his underwear tight over his groin, silhouetting Donna's figure in the cotton material. "She's a good little Product." The giant advised Jeania. "I'm glad she feels good on your cock Master." Jeania purred back. GABBY His hand went into the cage as he said, "Let's see what the other one is like." Out his hand came holding Kira's friend Gabby. She, like Donna, was a busty brunette. Though she was a touch less curvy than Donna. Her top was his first target as he reached over her head saying, "Lets see those titties." Then snickering cruelly. Gabby made no attempt to resist. Her arms lifted up reluctantly allowing the giant to peel her light tank top from her torso with ease. Her plump breasts immediately became squished under his fingers and he rolled them like he rolled Donna's. Gabby looked away from her fondler and looked to have spotted Kira. She gave a hopeful look then grimaced in discomfort and resolve. Gabby flinched as the giant's powerful fingers pressed her hips. Then her expression wavered briefly from the resolve to clear fear filled as those mighty digits slipped her little pajama shorts down her legs. Her expression wasn't helped much as the giant gleefully informed her, "Your going to feel so good on my cock." Jeania wasn't helpful either as she purred from his hip, "Yes Master, stroke her on your big giant cock." Kira felt bad for her friend. But was distracted when his underwear opened at his waist again. His erect penis had a strange appeal to Kira. The hardened thick shaft had Donna pinned easily against his cotton covering. To Kira's surprise the first busty brunette attempting to stroke her curvy body along his sexual organ. Openly licking the skin. The expression on Donna's face told clearly she wasn't enthralled into this behavior like Kira knew she would have been in her situation. This worshiping of his manhood was an act of desperation. Kira noticed Gabby was looking down into his opened underwear as well. Her teeth bit into her bottom lip with a worried expression. She was lowered in and wrapped about his sexuality. The giant extended his fingers and nabbed Donna in his grip. Slowly he stroked the two busty brunettes along his stiff penis. "Oh, yeah, oh yeah." The giant started sighing in twisted pleasure. Then looking at Jeania he teased her sensitive nipples with his fingertips as he said, "Good choices Red. These feel so great on my cock." "Yes Master, yes Master!" Lustfully gasped Jeania. "I'm tempted to firm up their big old tits and keep them for myself." He advised. Jeania simply panted what was likely what he wanted to hear, "Yes Master, rub those bitches big tits all over your magnificent cock. Keep anyone you want!" He pulled his underwear closed and took his hand out. Kira could see the trapped forms of Donna and Gabby working their shapely bodies along his giant sexual organ. He pulled Jeania off his hip and clearly was teasing her with small touches to the tips of her breasts. "I'm so going to enjoy cumming all over that whore face of yours Red." He said wantingly. Jeania's only response was, "Cum on me! Cum on me!" He placed Jeania upon the pedestal by the desk. She didn't need to be told what to do, kneeling with her chest pushed way out. She turned her face up smacking her mouth hungry before opening her lips wide. The modern mythical deity reached his hand in his underwear. He wiggled his underwear down to his knees. In his hand was his sexuality and Donna and Gabby. His fingers were positioning their legs to wrap his massive penis as he wanted. They didn't look to be resisting, to Kira it honestly looked like they were stretching their own legs to wrap around the modern Zeus' manhood. Once they were how he wanted them his grip held them along his sexual organ and slowly started sliding them back and forth along it. "Yeah, these bitches feel amazing on my cock. Big tits, great legs, yeah I might keep them for myself. Watch this." The giant advised Jeania as he massaged that hardened sexuality with Gabby and Donna. At the end of his words his thumb and index fingers pressed their faces at the tip of the dome at the top of his penis and rolled their faces there. He sighed loudly and chanted, "Pretty little faces kiss my head." "Master, if they feel so good on your cock you should keep them. I want to watch you make them love that cock over and over." Jeania begged while her chest heaved. The giant's hand moved so his fingers so he could still massage his sexuality with Donna and Gabby while his thumb hooked at his tip. This looked to steady his manhood. He pushed his hips forward. He pressed the tip on his penis into Jeania's breasts. Rubbing it back and forth, looking to stimulate Jeania's sensitive nipples. Jeania moaned lustfully from sexual tormenting. "Well, if you think I should keep them Red. I like keeping my pretty little whore happy." He said clearly accepting Jeania's request. Especially since it was quite clearly what he wanted. He was eager to keep them as his personal sex slaves. Jeania for her part was too busy loudly and lewdly moaning to point that out to the giant. He straightened up and moved to aim his tip directly at Jeania's wide open panting mouth. Jeania for her part dangled her tongue out over her pillowy bottom lip like an overheated dog. His hand wrapped firmer and quickened his stimulating of his sexual organ with Donna and Gabby's helpless bodies. "Oh yeah, it's a big catch. I deserve more cock stroking bitches." The giant proclaimed. "Oh they feel so good!" He cheered. "Ah, ah, ah, they will be great for quick releases." He gasped breathlessly. "Ohhh!" groined out and a large glob of semen launched onto Jeania's eager face. He grunted animistic with each blast of his seed. Drenching Jeania while she loudly swallowed the white liquid covering her face. Humming like his semen was the best tasting syrup in the world. The whole time Donna and Gabby were grinding along his length. Once he finished he simply pulled up his underwear tight along his groin, trapping Donna and Gabby in with his wilting manhood. "Yeah, I can keep a few more for my collection." He said mostly to himself. It wasn't likely Jeania could hear him between the semen soaking her head and her loud humming as she sucked it down her throat. Kira watched the giant open a drawer and pulled out a tissue, using that to lift Jeania from the pedestal. He moved over beside the cages and placed Jeania beside her. Then Kira had trouble focusing as her breasts blasted intense pleasure into her mind under his torrential touches. He was speaking about her being enjoyed. Something about errands then they would need to be in uniform for helping with something that Zeus like being was planning. Kira felt tremendous, almost painful disappointment when his fingers stopped kissing her altered nipples. The giant smiled at Jeania and said, "See you soon Red." He closed the door and stepped back. Kira felt a corrupting jealousy at the sight of poor Donna and Gabby still contained in his briefs. Then he walked away. Kira's mind was infused with lust from that Zeus' teasing molesting. She turned to see a naked kneeling Jeania. Kira's mouth started craving that thick giant seed soaking Jeania's now impossibly firm heaving breasts. Kira couldn’t think straight, she was a sexual animal and Jeania was her prey. Kira pounced and landed on the pretty redhead. Pinning Jeania to the floor. Kira's mouth kissed semen glazed nipple, suckling it greedily. Giant seed flavor cover her tongue. Debatably more delicious was Jeania's reaction. The Redhead arched up hard from the floor and roared a lewd moan of intense pleasure. Jeania looked to be pinned back in lusting delight. Hungerly Kira savored Jeania's tender breast. Then Jeania's body started trusting hard up at Kira. This stroked Jeania's silky skin along Kira's own overly sensitive nipples. Now she was the one arching and panting. Jeania's mouth capped hers and their tongues tangled feverishly. Their bodies pressed tightly. Slicked with giant's semen, Kira enjoyed as their breasts rolled about each other. Kira dragged her intensity alert nipples over Jeania's firmed mounds as Jeania followed Kira's example. Occasionally they managed to hook their nipples against each other, as they flicked with climatic delight. Each time Kira moaned hard. The sensation of her nipple nuzzling Jeania's was too delightful. Kira loomed over Jeania's arched chest. She grabbed her breasts to aim her pointing nipples forward. Jeania held her own pointing up. This helped Kira rub her nipples at Jeania's pointing nipples. Both of them sang out a heavily pleasured moan. Soon they barked lustfully as they thrust their chests together. Their strange physical exchange ended with them pressing their breasts together hard as they howled in climax. Kira recovered first and clamped her mouth over one of Jeania's up-lifted mounds. Kira found herself savoring the flavor of that giant's seed. Jeania howled and howled delightfully, unable to do anything but react as her overly sensitive nipple was passionately suckled. Kira's nipples danced on Jeania's sensually writhing form, filling her own body with sinful pleasure. Jeania climaxed from Kira's kisses upon her pointing nipple. "Stop Kira, stop! I can't take anymore." Jeania openly begged as she gasped for a whisper of breath. Kira rolled off the spent Redhead and rested her glistening back against the secured couch. She pulled Jeania upon her lap and rested that pretty freckled face upon her breast. "Thank you." Jeania whispered with little breath. Then kissed Kira's chest. Kira gasped. Those pillowy lips felt so rewarding upon her modified nipple. "Hmmm, yes." Jeania cooed and those lips surrounded Kira's pointing nipple. Kira's chest bulges forward. Jeania stays latched upon her breast. Suckling the tip of Kira's breast. The intense pleasure makes it impossible to escape those eager lips. And they knew it, kneading and softly sucking on their prize. Kira loses the ability to even hold herself up when Jeania's curious fingers start to play with Kira's other nipple. Kira's body rejoices under this deliciously sinful interaction. Kira is a helpless writhing puppet laying arched upon the floor. Jeania's attention made her dance a very lewd dance. Kira's mind explodes in what is beyond pleasure. Kira regains her senses and she panting upon the floor. Jeania's head is happily nested upon Kira's breast. "Let's just lay here a while, Tender. Master won't be here for hours yet." Jeania commands. Part of Kira's mind is furious that this less socially graced girl thinks she can tell her what to do. But she was Master's favorite, if she was upset he would be mad at who caused it so she holds her tongue. Besides, Jeania would nuzzle Kira's breast from time to time and that felt amazing. Anyway soon Master would play with them again, and the pleasure she caused him would make Kira his favorite. They lay there for a few minutes. Kira is near asleep when her redheaded blanket raises and playfully slaps her thigh, "As comfortable as this is, we sadly have to wash Master's cum off so as not to dry out our skin." Jeania was correct, and their personal Zeus wouldn't enjoy them with dry skin. She follows that perky round ass to the showers. They each turn on a shower head, then rinse off. The warm water rinses the lust from Kira's body and replaces it with twice as much exhaustion. Her wanting for Jeania's body was a grave sin again. The hunger for that monster's seed was a disgusting hypnosis. The want to be his favorite plaything was wrong on so many levels. They both stagger out wrapped in towels, hair bundled in another towel. They wander past the make-up tables and drop onto the edge of the empty bed. Kira sigh, "I need to lay down a minute." And rolled upon her back and was restrained in the softness of the bare mattress. Jeania's voice was tired as she advised, "No, we need to comb out our hair." Kira wanted warmth and the blankets were folded upon the other bed so far away. She grabbed Jeania's arms and whimpered, "No, lay here with me, just for a minute." "OK, just a minute." Jeania surrendered. Cuddling tightly along Kira's body. Kira felt Jeania's head upon her shoulder. She enjoyed the comfort of another person snuggled close. Enjoyed to the point, that point was when Kira fell asleep. - HentaiHunter1 - Shrink Master - Posts: 439 - Joined: Thu Jul 23, 2020 4:44 am - Gender: - Contact: Ch 09: Tiny Products Ch 09: Getting Ready for Auction Pics f/f Make Out/Heavy Petting M/f,f Minor Suggestive Punishment f*4 Make Out/Heavy Petting Kira awoke snuggled by a sleeping Jeania. Guilt flowed heavily through her soul. The sinful actions of sexual actions with another woman, influenced by that disgusting giant or not, was a horrible failing on her part. This terrible place was slowly destroying who she really was. Jeania looked to have already accepted the depravity of this strange new life. Happily nestled along Kira's body with her head pillowed on Kira's breast. Kira panicked a little as Jeania's face nuzzled at the tip, expecting that unnatural arousal reaction from earlier. She gasps from an increased sensation bursting from her nipple, but the earlier overwhelming sexual delight is long faded. Kira feels guilty again as she is disappointed first, before a pinch of thought tells her she should be relieved it's lessening. Afterall, she was already too easily puppeted by that cruel giant's power hands already. Last thing her soul needed was two buttons pointing off her chest that activated her depraved mode. Kira's hand mindlessly stroked Jeania's dark crimson hair. Its delightfully silky along her fingers. Her body warms in a sinful way while her body takes greater notices the curvy body along hers. Kira chastises her body; this reaction was for when her man was cuddled close. Not when a girl she barely talked to was laid tightly to her just clad in a loose towel. Kira again put the blame where she knew it should go. The sick kidnapper's colossal hormones that transferred through his skin into her body through Kira's sensitive locations. That was added to by the semen she sucked off Jeania's firmed breasts. A substance he had somehow made addictive and delicious. Now a debate started in her mind. A want to escape this particular cuddled situation. While on the other hand, Jeania's shapely toned form was starting to become as addicting as that giant's seed. Kira even flinches as she realizes she's considering softly tugging open Jeania's towel to access that naked silky freckled skin underneath. That flinch must have disturbed Jeania as her head popped up. "Huh, what, hmmm my Tender." she sleepily mumbles before snuggling her face under Kira's chin. Kira hates that nickname used by that massive pervert. "Please don't call me that." Jeania lifts her head again. Sleepily she smiles and Kira doesn't resist as Jeania stroked hair that escaped her towel turban. "Sorry. After what he said to us before locking us back in I thought it was fitting." "What did he say?" Kira wondered. His finger’s playing with her overly sensitive breasts and she missed everything he said. "Oh right, I hadn't thought about how intense him touching our tits was this morning." Jeania says in an apologetic tone. She looked down at Kira and there was a clear sympathy to her expression. Then as her words started a self satisfied smile slowly slipped over her features, "He calls you Tender because your my own personal tender treat. He noticed how attracted I was to you and realized he could get you to attend me by playing with you a little. So, in a way your being kept to make me happy." Kira was disgusted. She angrily questioned, "I'm your personal sex slave?" Really, that kidnapper picked this freckled geek that barely made it onto the JV team over her? Jeania barely got noticed at school while many guys flirted with her. How could that sick giant pick Jeania as a keeper and Kira as her bed warmer? This had to be a mistake. "That's what he said. Look, I don't see you as my slave. But you have to admit, he touches you a little and leaves then we make love." Jeania explained. Kira snapped back, "Make love? I'm practically drugged by giant male hormones. I wouldn't even kiss a nerd like you otherwise." Kira strangely felt bad as Jeania filched and looked almost heartbroken. She sighed hard and nodded knowingly, "Then I guess I'll just have to enjoy helping you burn those hormones from your system." She looked over her shoulder and rose up on her knees. Then looking back, Kira could see Jeania's eyes were a touch watery but the redhead simply advised, "Master said we should be ready and in uniform by one. It's only a little after eleven but this should give us plenty of time to get properly ready." Then she crawled off of Kira. Kira's new guilt prompted her to ask, "You want me to help do your hair?" Jeania looked over, clearly thinking of refusing the request. Then a warm smile comes over the freckled features, "Yes please." Within minutes it feels like the harsh exchange is put behind them. They slip into talking about boys from school as they help each other read. Jeania had the kidnapper's request for their appearance. Uniforms, as he was a dirty old man, he enjoyed a teen girl in a cheer uniform. Pig Tails as they weren't already too young for his perverse attention, he wanted them to appear even more like little girls. Light make-up only, he liked them to appear natural. They would be as the giant wanted, that was their safest course of action. "Do you know what he has planned for today?" Kira asked as she dressed. Looking upon that old alarm clock the giant had set up. The angry red numbers broadcast it was almost one. "He's taking photos for the others for their auction postings. He wants us to play assistants. Move props, comb hair, fix make-up." Jeania explained. Kira knew what he wanted. She had done some local modeling as well as watched him make Heidi do as he took photos of the women and girls he didn't like the look of. That would be an almost regular occurrence in this living hell. Then a question came to mind, "Do you feel bad he's selling our friends and teammates?" Jeania looked hurt again. She nodded and advised honestly, "Here, away from Master, yes I feel bad for those women and girls. I would love to see them all escape and get home safely. But once he's in sight, I just get so aroused by his presence and power. He could start eating them alive and I would just cheer him on in open arousal. You're not the only one affected by his giant presence. He just has to be closer to you then he does for me." "Sorry, I didn't think about that. Just now thinking about it, I worry about what will happen to our friends when they are sold." Kira said moving close to hug her cage mate. She couldn't, however, as Jeania said coldly, "They are your friends. They were barely my teammates." "But, why?" Kira asked unsure how to word the confusion in her mind. "Oh don't be all defensive. We both know I wasn't the most popular member of the team. I was only doing it for extra curriculars for when I apply for college and because my mother was a cheerleader and pushed me into it. I feel bad mostly for the few girls that treated me alright. But many of them, I sometimes hope they are treated like they treated others. Then I feel bad for them." Jeania looks guilty. Kira hated that looking back at their history she could understand Jeania's response. Never invited to parties, popular boys never encouraged to date her, never asked to hang out outside practice or competing. Kira felt guilty, "I guess if I wasn't puppeted as your reward you'd be hoping I ended up with some sick man's plaything too." Jeania shook her head. "No, and I know you don't want to hear this, but I was glad we were caged together. As silly as this is, but I have had a crush on you since I first saw you." Kira's mind reminded such thoughts were sinful. But it did make her feel pretty in a way knowing this mousy but cute girl had a crush on her. It was going to be a long day Kira decided, so she let her moral code waver slightly and just accepted this statement of attraction, "Thank you, that's rather flattering." Jeania smiled. "You're welcome." Kira let this slip of morals let her be a touch naughty, "So, anyone else on the team you have a crush on? Who was my competition?" Jeania snickered, "You don't want to talk about that. It's sinful." "We talked about what boys we both liked. I can pray for forgiveness for letting you tell me about what girls you liked." Kira advised. Jeania's cheeks became pink as she slipped out, "I always thought Heidi was really cute." Kira nodded, Heidi was a lovely faced girl who was popular with the boys at school. That was likely helped with her big chest. Heidi was sweet and kind, it made sense that a girl that decided to like girls too would want to be close to Heidi. "You must be glad that monster is keeping her too." "I am. Sorry to say to you but I'm hoping Master will make Heidi and I do things together. It's funny, I was so shy before. Now as that living god's pet I've become some horny slut." Jeania explained. "He's not God." Kira annoyingly growls. "Right sorry." Jeania apologized. "Just, for me he is like a god of myth. Powerful and from beyond mortal man's world. I will slip up and call him that from time to time." "I know, I just can't accept that." Kira forgave her companion. "I will try to add mythical or the like to clarify what I mean." Jeania said. But Kira understood the redhead really meant to make her more comfortable. Kira said thank you with, "That would be good." "Peyton," Jeania said pulling on her shoes. "What about her?" Kira asked, pulling her own shoes on. "Girls I have a slight crush on. Peyton, pretty sweet and treated me nicely." Jeania explained. "Not her mom?" Kira teased. "Well, a little. Not like most of the boys at school, however. But I would have accepted being tortured by her if you catch my meaning." Jeania joked back. "How does it work?" Kira questioned before thinking. "What? Torturing?" Jeania responded. "No, this Bi-Sexual thing you decided to be. Do you find girls that the boys like and decide to like them too? Just look at pretty girls and decided to be sexually attracted to them? It just doesn't make sense to me." Kira inquired. Jeania looked amused. Then smiled, shaking her head. "You know when you decide you're attracted to a guy?" "Yes, but that's natural. And not really a choice." Kira clarified. Jeania looked to be carefully picking words. "Well, it's the same for girls I'm attracted to. If I'm attracted to someone I'm attracted to someone. I do not decided to be attracted to them. Mostly, like when you discover the guy you like is an asshole, if a girl is a bitch I fall out of attraction with them." "So your saying you see a girl at the mall you think is attractive you would want to date them like they were a cute guy?" Kira questioned. "Exactly." Jeania happily answered. "But, that is unnatural. Girls can't be attracted to girls like they were boys. That's against God's will." Kira countered. "Or, and don't get mad, maybe it's just against the Churches wants." Jeania softly responded. Kira shook his head, "No, they are the keepers of God's word on Earth." "I don't think I can fully explain what it's like for me to be attracted to a girl while we both disagree about what the Church is." Jeania said in an accepting tone. Kira decides an argument would just ruin their current nice interaction, "Fine. I honestly couldn't decide to be attracted to a woman." Jeania gave a I know more then you look and was clearly about to say something when the cage door opened. "Hello Red, are you ready to help me get the photos done?" Kira felt her body posing for the modern Zeus' viewing pleasure. Chest out and up on her toes to have her legs flex in an appealing way. Her heart pounds as she finds a finger twirling a pig-tail tip in a way she knew boys liked. Jeania was also posing, her voice had a wanting sexy tone as she answered for both of them, "We'll do whatever you want Master. Use us to make yourself happy please." "Maybe later." The giant says in a teasing tone. His fist eclipsing Jeania's small helpless body. She lifted out and slipped into his shirt pocket. His hand then comes back in and Kira is hugged in his mighty grip. A quick flex and he could have crushed the life from Kira's pitiful body. He doesn't, just teases her by stroking her calf. Into the pocket she is placed like an unneeded pen. "I better set up huh Red?" Jeania is pressing her back against his building broad chest. Her chest was heaving lewdly and her breathing was heavy. In gasping sexual puffs she growls out wantingly, "Whatever you feel is best Master." Kira finds herself following the redhead's example. The sensual heat radiating off that massive chest pulls her body close. She now gasps like a spent runner. Her artificially firmed bosom bounced with each heavy breath. Her body aches to be fondled, contained in that dominant fist. The scent of his body was an intoxicating smell and she was well drunk from it already. A massive finger reaches down and strokes Jeania's accepting head as he advises, "Now now Red, I told you earlier your my favorite. You can answer honestly." "But Master, I honestly want you to do as you please with me." Jeania confesses while tipsy from his presence. The giant's laugh rumbled through them both. It was clear he liked her submissive nature. "You're a good little whore Red." He praises. Kira found a massive thumb turning her towards Jeania who is being turned to face her by the connecting fingers. They are pressed tightly together. "OK while I work you two make out. But keep your clothes on, once I'm done I want to get to work." Their transport had barely finished the command before Kira was suckling Jeania's sweet pillowy lips. Her tongue danced with the Freckled pretty thing's tongue. Their bodies pulled tight, grinding their still overly sensitive nipples into the other's chest. It wasn't as thrilling a sensation as their earlier sensitivity, but still felt so good. Kira found she was fighting the urge to pull Jeania's clothing from her shapely form. He wanted them dressed and she would comply with their towering captor. That didn't stop her hand from slipping under Jeania's skirt and finding the redhead wasn't wearing competition-allowed coverings under her cheer skirt. Kira's hand clawed greedily into Jeania's firm, basically bare buttocks cheek. Jeania purred, she clearly liked nails scratching along that sexy round rump. Kira gasped happily as Jeania's hand wiggled under own skirt and into her panty hiding spandex shorts. Her dance partner kneaded the cheek under her little butt covering shorts. Kira wondered why she so easily slipped into such depravity while close to this powerful being. How his presence made Jeania's pretty form so enticing. Why Jeania's lips were suddenly such a wonderful sweet treat. These questions were hard to contemplate as those lips danced along Kira's neck. While her hands were exploring that freckled silky smooth landscape. While Jeania's hand switched to the front of under her skirt and teased Kira's nectar crying flower. As she pulled down on Jeania's shirt and buried her face into that lovely freckled cleavage did the answer come to her. The depravity and torture. The sin and cruel death. Why was she so weak in his presence? Why even his seed drove her to such sinful actions? They had been comparing him to a mythical deity. Like the sexually motivated Zeus from ancient legends. No, as Kira hungrily licked the inner sides of Jeania's mounds like quickly melting ice cream cones, she suddenly realized who he was, Lucifer. Satan in human form. This wasn't a hell like place, this was the pit with soul devouring lizard and sexualized torture instead of flesh rending flames. How could her weak mortal soul resist sinning while in the direct presence of sin’s living embodiment? Kira would beg for forgiveness later, right now her body surrendered to the appealing torture of this devil's demands. Even as appealingly distracted as Kira was, she noticed the giant was setting things up on the desk. Like the night they were brought to this hell, hardcover books stacked like large stairs. Camera and circle lights to make his living products look their best for when he put them up for auction. What he wanted them to do to help was unclear. What was clear was his actions were distracting her from her current given assignment. Kira spun Jeania about and pinned the red head against the giant's warmth radiating chest. She grabbed Jeania's legs and pulled them up and apart, hooking them both over her hips. She lifted the smaller girl and thrust hard to pin her pretty partner tight against that shirt covered man wall. Jeania gave a lovely ah sound as their bodies slammed together. Kira's own body felt a slight rush at this faux sexual thumping so repeated the action again and again. Jeania's legs spread wide to allow Kira's groin area to make a deeper impact. The red head tilted her head back to bark happy soft ah sounds up into the air. This exposed that sensual neck for Kira's longing mouth to savor. "Ah shit." The giant's voice was like thunder this close. It rattled through Jeania and into Kira's core. Grasping some air Jeania moaned out hard, "Did we do something wrong Master?" Kira was surprised at how sexual the vibrations of his voice rumbling out from his towering chest and filling Jeania's form was. Especially as those trembling sensations burned into her flesh, "No I forgot about the titty girl's things in that cage. Guess we'll have to go upstairs and grab a couple of pets to get their things." "We could do that for you Master." Jeania eagerly offered to please their transport. Kira quickly buried her face into Jeania's exposed cleavage. Feeling those firm mounds vibrate with his thundering voice. This had such a deep appeal that Kira almost drooled into Jeania's valley. "No I want you two to help with the photos. I think that'll help your tender treat accept her new life better." "Master, she's becoming my partner not my treat." Jeania replied. His snicker was like a machine gun of enticing sensations. Then a powerful hand slipped a finger down Kira's back. The digit hooked over her buttocks, lifted between her thighs and pressed its pad over Kira's cruelly covered flower. He simply twitched that finger. The curved part kneaded her cheeks. The girth stroked her inner thighs. The pillowy pad thudded firmly against her already wanting girlhood. Kira openly gasped her own happy ah sound in time with the pleasurable contact. Her hips danced as her puppeteer pulled her strings, grinding against Jeania's elevated, exposed form. The red head soon sang ah sounds in time with Kira. Then his word rumbled through them and pleasured high notes almost drowned out his response, "OK my soon to be spoiled little Red. Partner it is. I do enjoy watching you dance with Tender." His hand cruelty removed his finger and Kira's body lost the strength to hold Jeania up. The both collapsed happily to the bottom of his shirt pocket panting for air. His steps made them bounce slightly as he traveled somewhere. Powerful rumbling reminded them, "I didn't tell you to stop making out." They looked at each other and ignored their lungs want for air. After all, they were too small and helpless to tempt angering this giant. Laying on her back, Kira's body was now explored. Kira worked her legs open, allowing Jeania's smaller form between them. Oh the strange delight generated by having something curvy wiggling between her thighs. The warmth of their captor's body was making it even harder to comply with his request that they keep their showy uniforms on. Then the thought of a naked Jeania in this confined warm dim pocket made Kira's mouth crave Jeania's sweet nipple, hunger for the nectar of the red head's flower. "Kira, Master said keep our clothes on." Jeania gasped as Kira started pulling up on her partner's top. "It's staying on, I promise." Kira advised, exposing Jeania's lacey red bra. This clearly was not her sports bra that she wore at past competes. This thing would allow those freckled mounds to jumble about under a light jog. Always thinking of their Master's enjoyment, Kira thought. Kira admired the smooth skin of Jeania's breasts. The cups of the bra looked to be straining to contain Jeania's girth. Why would she even own a bra so clearly too small for her? Then she realized the firming process had also increased their bust size slightly. As she exposed Jeania's alert nipple she was glad her mother insisted she get the sports bra that was just a touch too big. She took half a second to notice how form fitting her restraining elastic binding was now. Then latched her mouth over Jeania's sweet nipple. Jeania purred loudly. The smaller girl's hips now thrust their groins together as her chest heaved in sexual delight. Kira was amused at Jeania grabbing her pigtails to nuzzle her cheeks along. "Hey Red, come look at my pet cage." The giant said in an amused tone. He clearly had no idea how intense that thunder rumbled their pleasure centers. They struggled to untangle and stand in the fabric hammock. Jeania having the extra issue of recovering her breast. He likely wouldn't have mind it peeking out, but they both worried if they would violate his stay dressed command. They stood and peeked over the edge of his shirt pocket. Below was a giant glass tank with several other tiny woman and girls held within. Several Kira recognized as yesterday's waxing attendants. As he began to speak they both leaned back against his chest to get the full effect of those vibrations, "There are the apartments for my pets. There are rooms for nearly forty, but I tend to limit myself to below twenty, any time I hit thirty I do some purging. It's just too much work otherwise. Food area is here. Over here are the showers and washrooms. There is the pool and hot tub, up here is a lotion pool, soak in there so you'll feel so good on my cock. Gym area with tennis court, basketball net, sauna and steam room. The screen for movie nights. A small library area that includes some board games. And over here are the hiking trails." The first thing Kira noticed was there was no real privacy. No place a person could hide from the giant's hovering eyes. Sure, the plants growing about provided some shaded areas. But they were well pruned to leave no nooks to hide deep within. Each apartment was basically just a bed and a closet. The food area looked like an outdoor picnic area. Shut clear bins held different cereals. Then she noticed what looked like little fridges lined about a corner. He must have actually shrunk several to give his pets fresh foods and drinks. Though she had to question the drink options as all about were hamster bottles with that strange foggy water. The showers were that clear plastic like the apartments. They didn't have a ceiling attached and Kira briefly wondered why till she saw her attendant from yesterday showering. He didn't want steam to obscure his view. The toilets were a gray shaded obscuring color. You could tell someone was in them but not what they looked like. They had a roof on a hing. She felt relieved he didn't like to watch them relieve themselves. The pool hot tub area was currently popular. Several skimpy bikini clad lovely women or girls were soaking or swimming like there wasn't a giant hovering over them able to grab them from their fun without warning. Well, most of them anyway. Heidi cringed in an attempt to hide her one piece clad shapely form was next to the slender red haired girl told to look after her yesterday. She too was attempting to cover herself, though her barely there frilly bikini didn't help hide her skin any. Then Kira saw Gabby, seated next to Donna in the lotion pool. Both looked naked and in pain. Kira could tell by how the tops of their large breasts teased out of the white lotion he had already firmed their busts for his later enjoyment. Kira felt a touch jealous, that thick lotion likely gave a nice supporting spot to rest their aching breasts. The gym was a series of devices using elastic tubes for resistance training. Attached to the wall to work as treadmills were some hamster wheels. Some small sized free weights lined a rack by what he called the steam room and sauna. Those had a center hinged roof, likely hard to have a steam room or sauna that let all the heat and steam out. By the entrances was a pad of something surrounded with a plastic fence with one basketball net at one end. A rack of different basketballs waited for someone to use them. Along the long wall of the sauna/steam room building was a fenced-in tennis court. Jeania's attendant was playing some Asian girl. Their outfits teased their forms. Skirt barely hanging past their buttocks. Top-tight and low cut with just enough material, the bottom of their contained breasts would only occasionally peek out from under. But since their breasts were not bouncing about uncomfortably, Kira figured he didn't mind them wearing a sports bra for such activity. Then a clear building, it was filled with shelves holding books, board game boxes, what looked like painting supplies, and if her eyes were seeing right, even a small chapel. Attached to this side of the building was a TV, tubing down from it spoke of its wires. Couches, chairs, and even a grassy knoll were about for sitting options for watching what he put on for them. Lastly, the hiking trails. House plants grew up along the trails like some bizarre forest. Like she noticed before they were well trimmed and neatly looked after. But then rising up out of the small wooded area was a hill. Paths marked along different trails a tiny person could travel for exercise and relaxing. With just enough almost natural looking area about it one could forget briefly they were not some giant's living sex toys. This was a gigantic tank even to someone not made five or so inches tall. "Master, what's that sandy area?" Jeania asked curiosity. "Oh that." Thundered and made Kira's flower trickle a little. "That's for beach volleyball or sand sculpting. You know, sand requiring activities." "So, tanning?" Jeania asked. "While the lamp does provide UV for the plants and vitamin B. It isn't enough to tan you. But feel free to lay out, I won't mind seeing your lovely little body on display Red." his mighty voice explained. Kira hadn't even noticed the lamp above till he mentioned it provided UV. It hung out a few feet over the tank. Then her eyes followed the arm. Its base looked mechanical. This man had turned a lamp into an artificial sun including its slow procession across the sky. "Oh, you two got a little sweaty in my pocket huh?" He said looking down at them. Then he bellowed into the tank. Each word thudded into them like an eager lover, "Edith, do we have any clothes that will fit Red and Tender?" Jeania's attendant stopped playing immediately. Allowing the bright yellow ball to pass her as she turned to look up at the giant. "Sorry Master, your last purge you sold off the extra outfits with many of the less entertaining of your old pets." "Right, right." He wonderfully noted wonderfully loudly. Then a sly smile glowed on his features, "Remind me to message Eden. I'll need her to make my new pets some outfits." EDITH A knowing smile came onto this Edith's pretty features as she replied, "I will Master." "OK, lets see." he rumbled through them. "Nancy, Steph, go change into your maid uniforms. I need you to clean out the tit twin's cage downstairs." A woman looked up from the lotion bath and advised, "Master I was helping look after the new girls as they recovered." "Stephanie, I told Felicity to do that." He growled. "Sorry Master." The woman said. "Felicity, over here now and naked." he boomed. FELICITY The slender cute young teen beside Heidi stood up trembling. She clearly didn't want to strip her limited covering off. Yet the two skimpy parts of her swimwear fell to the ground as she moved over to a rounded outcropping and started to lean over it looking away. "No, face up for your punishment." The giant growled. The young girl turned. She was clearly terrified. Submissively, she arched her back over the rounded mass. Her breathing jumped her small perky breasts. STEPHANIE "Steph, arms." He commanded. The woman held her arms up and he grabbed them both in one hand and lifted her from the heavily coating lotion. The woman's face showed that him pulling her weight out by just her arms was quite painful. "Now." he grumbled. His arm launched over to the shower area. Kira watched as her touchy attendant from yesterday saw the clawed hand coming for her. She barely had time to unhook and drop her towel. She smiled around an eager gasp as she was brought closer. Then openly giggled as he wrapped her athletic form sideways around the busty brunette woman. Slid her down the offending woman to smear most of the lotion off the front of her. Then he dropped the long haired blonde down on a grassy looking area. The blonde started making a show of rubbing the lotion into her skin, but noticed the giant wasn't watching. She looked sad, slopping lotion off her formally freshly showered body. He then grabbed a Black teen from by the pool. She wasn't as excited to help the giant as the German tormentor. He didn't even strip the girl, just bent her stomach around the hanging woman's back and slipped down to take the bulk of the lotion off her back. She was placed beside the first like a used tissue. Kira realized the dangling woman was naked. Likely a rule for the lotion pool. He placed her in front of the scared slender teen. "Lay out for punishment." was all he said. The woman was much taller than the girl. She arched forward over the slender redhead. The woman held the teen's head as she laid forward. The small girl's head was slipped between those large firm lotion soaked breasts, practically making it disappear. Lotion still drenched her lovely shaped naked form and transferred messily upon the cute smaller body. His hand reached down and a snap sound followed as he flicked his nail. It landed on naked lotion smeared buttocks. This made the woman flail hard against the girl. Breasts flopped hard along the little head they were sandwiching. Spattering white about the sides of the girl's head. The Groin of the taller brunette thudded into the smaller red head's stomach. It looked perverse, like the bigger female form was sexually assaulting the helpless smaller one. Then he did it again. Long legs parted about the shorter ones. Making their compacted bodies look more like unwanted advances. The woman yelped as the girl grunted. He repeated this three more times. Though Kira got the impression the punishment ended after the second and he was just enjoying the show of their reactions for the last three. Then he reached his hand over and shoved his lotion wet finger between Heidi's ample breasts and worked the lotion into her breasts as he commanded, "Now, work the lotion into your skin or get your ass flicked again." The brunette woman started to reach her hand to her arm then stopped. She hugged her breasts about the girl's head and began heaving her ample firmed breasts about the younger girl's face. If it didn't already look like a older woman sexually assaulting a young teen, the larger taller woman reached down and spread the smaller shorter girl's legs and wrapped them about her hips. Grunting loudly she thrust her hips against the teen making the slender girl's legs floppy about off the sides of her hips. The poor smaller thing started whimpering as the bigger one suggestively rubbed the lotion into each of their bodies. The giant snorted in amusement. Then requested, "Edith since you're the only responsible one in there can you look after the new Tit twins while they recover from their firming?" The Black woman looked at her tennis opponent who nodded supportively then replied, "Yes Master, as you wish." Then they started towards the Lotion pool. "Jannette?" He called out. Another brunette waded out of the pool quickly and stood in what was a practiced pose of her fair sized breasts out. "Yes Master?" she questioned in a worried tone. He commanded, "Maid outfit, you'll help Nancy collect the Tit Twin's clothes from their former product cage.” "Right away Master." she said then bowed chest out before skittering towards the apartments. Then stopped and rushed back to a lounge chair to grab glasses off a table beside it. Then practically sprinted towards where her room was. "Helga?" He asked. HELGA The lotion soaked blonde was still where he left her. Though looking more interested in attempting to help the Black teen rub her lotion into her rich dark skin then smoothing it into her own pale porcelain skin. "Yes Master." she huffed in a longing tone. "Make sure Steph and Felicity stay right there till they get every drop of lotion into their skin." He commanded. The German woman looked over at the pool area. Two redheads about her age standing together looked at each other and smiled cruelly. As the started towards the long haired blonde the began stripping off their barely covering bikinis. "Gladly Master, I'll check them over thoroughly." The accented woman said lustfully. "Steph and Felicity. Betty behaved, let her deal with her own lotion." The giant warned. A relieved expression came across the lotion smeared African American girl. Kira noticed the three tall ladies looked to briefly pout then the blonde sighed and surrendered, "As my Master wishes." They stood very close to the two grinding as punishment. The three tall ladies clearly had no shame or subtlety as they openly started touching themselves in lewd manners as they watched. Making whispered comments to each other and snickering cruelly. "Ready Master." A deep-toned girl's voice announced. Kira looked down, there in a frilly suggestive maid uniform stood a very pale girl with long black hair. She was maybe a year or two older than Kira from what Kira could tell. Something about her demeanor made Kira think of the girls from school that hung out behind the library and wrote overly mopey poetry. NANCY "Good Nancy." The giant's voice rumbled. Then his hand grabbed her. He slipped her into his pocket beside Jeania. "This is Red, a great treasure I found in my latest collection. Red, this is Nancy, my little midnight treat. Say hello you two." Jeania began to purr out, "Hello Nancy." But the rest of her statement was gone as this Nancy pulled close, grabbed the back of Jeania's head and stuck her tongue down Jeania's throat. Jeania seemed to adjust quickly and soon she was becoming familiar with this pale girl's body. Jeania's caramel shaded skin looked darker against that light white skin. "Good girls." The giant praised. Telling Kira she was going to be expected to sinfully kiss some strange woman. She couldn't do that. She had a hard enough time accepting doing lesbian things with Jeania her friend. Well, now her friend. How could she just grind with and French kiss some strange woman? JANNETT "Ready Master." a nervous voice called up to him. There stood the glasses-clad woman. Her toned form wore the frilly uniform well. Her hair in two tight buns just behind her ears. Her glasses gave her a knowledgeable look to her face. If Kira had to guess she would say the woman was in her mid-twenties or so. If she brought a boy home that much older then her as her date her daddy would have gotten his gun. He just reached down and grabbed her. He added her to the already crowded pocket and introduced them, "Tender, this is Jannette, my sexy librarian. Jannette, this is Tender. Red's partner. Say hello." Kira could hear his tone on the word partner. That's what Jeania asked her to be called, but Kira knew he still just saw her as Jeania's living treat. Kira's heart pounded, she didn't know this woman and now she was expected to kiss her. Kira's eyes noticed the giant was eagerly watching to see her coil about the pretty young woman. His want filled her with strange desire. Pressed tight their bodies fit together like puzzle pieces as Kira learned this mousy looking woman had real skill wrapping her tongue about another woman's tongue. "Good girls." was praised for their perverse behavior. Their mouth parted as the thundering vibrations trembled their bodies in a sexual way. They gave a quick shy nervous snicker, smiling warmly towards each other before behaving as their Master wished some more. It was tight in his little shirt pocket. Her back was nuzzling against Jeania's. Her front was dancing with this older girl's sensual form. Kira couldn't move without touching someone's body. Then she started and a warm naughty feeling rushed her body as a hand was squeezing her buttock's cheek from behind her. She turned her head exposing her neck to that talented glasses-clad woman's mouth. There she saw who had discovered her bottom. Nancy smiled and licked her lips suggestively as Jeania kissed at her supple looking milky smooth white skin. The black haired girl was a wonderful naughty one as she slipped her hand into the top of Kira's panty hiding short. Wiggling fingers into Kira's panties and wantingly massaging Kira's bottom. Kira felt her partner press them tighter. She took advantage of being slightly taller to stretch over Kira's shoulder. Just as Kira was wondering where she was going, this Jannette hooked her hand under Jeania's chin, turned her face up towards hers and greeted the Master's new favorite pet. Kira had turned to see what the young woman was planning and found a face now nuzzling in between her shoulder and cheek to suckle the skin on her neck. The surprise affection made her head turn to discover her attendant. Nancy smiled and polished her deep red lips again before giving Kira a very friendly hello. Kira's body trembled in this sinful standing pile. Did this giant make them practice kissing each other? Nancy's mouth was even more enticingly delicious then Jannette's. There they writhed and touched. Kira couldn’t track who was touching her or who she was touching. She even lost track of which soft supple lips she was kissing from time to time. The giant's warmth had clearly weakened her moral resolve. Especially as it melted more from their lewd display in his pocket. Was this why so many woman and girls chose to be lesbians or so-called bi-sexual she wondered. In a situation like this she couldn't help but enjoy the pleasures of the sins she was participating in. A loud clap rocked them apart. "OK girls, time to work." Rumbled from that mighty chest. "Yes Master." the four of them sang together in a strange harmony of breathless voices. Kira was sad to see their new friends taken from their tight pocket and placed into Gabby's old cage. "Collect their clothes and strip the beds. I'll get the cleaning supplies." the giant rumbled. Then turned and pulled her then Jeania from that warm pocket and placed them on that desk that seemed so distant from their shared cage. He petted Jeania, advising, "I'll be right back." before walking away. It was like a spell was broken. The hypnotist snapped his finger, only Kira remembered every sinful thing she did under his power. She felt panic hit her like a truck. She looked about in terror before choosing the side of a ring light to kneel beside and started preying hard for her immortal soul. "Kira, are you alright. You look pale." Jeania asked sympathetically. "So much sin, I just participated in so much sin. And to make it worse, I was enjoying it." Kira pointed out to the crimson haired temptress as tears flowed down her cheeks. Kind hands rubbed her shoulders. "It's OK, you have to. To keep yourself safe. That's forgivable right." Kira looked up at the caring freckled face. That was reasonable, it was a matter of survival. Not her enjoying touching other girls sexually. "Yeah, yeah. It was just to keep myself safe." Kira said, wiping tears from her cheeks. To her surprise Jeania kneeled beside her and offered, "Here, I'll pray with you." Kira felt something. What it was, she wasn't sure. It was like how her boyfriend made her feel when they started dating. But, this couldn't be the same thing as Jeania was a girl. No, this had to be a quickly deepening friendship. Nothing more than a new good friendship. Otherwise would just make her sinning worse. They sat for a few minutes. Then the looming presence of the giant shadowed them. Kira ended her prayer with an audible, "Amen." that was followed by Jeania also openly saying "Amen." If the giant minded them praying, he didn't say anything. He place before them a bottle cap each. That strange foggy water was pooled inside. "Here, drink this. It'll help balance yourselves before we get to work. I'll be right back after I get Nancy and Jannette their cleaning supplies." Then he left. Jeania grabbed her cap and lifted it to drink down the liquid. After a long drink she let out a long ahh sound and advised, "It's so perfectly cold." "What is it? Why is it foggy like that?" Kira openly asked. "It has to be fine, the girls he's keeping was drinking it." Jeania reasoned. "What if he's drugging them. I mean that could be why they so openly sin like in his pocket." Kira worried. She was already morally failing enough without an extra push. Her heart sank as thunder informed her, "It's just vitamin water. Help your little bodies stay healthy as they process vitamins so fast while only able to hold so much solid food in your stomach." Kira looked up expecting a growling face. He was still over by the cages. He had just explained that over his shoulder. Her worry and distrust wasn't more of a concern to him than a colorful butterfly fluttering past. She grabbed the cap before her and drank, the coldness helped ease her nerves and cool her body from the sinfulness earlier. He walked over and smiled. It was like he didn't care that Kira distrusted him openly. No, he frankly looked like he expected it. Why would a towering modern deity worry what some lowly helpless mortal thought as they were his to do with as he pleased? Happily he asked like she was to pick out a movie to watch, "Well while they clean that cage who should I catalog first Red?" - HentaiHunter1 - Shrink Master - Posts: 439 - Joined: Thu Jul 23, 2020 4:44 am - Gender: - Contact: CH 10: Tiny Products Just a heads up I have a Members only story started on my Buy Me A Coffee page, Link Below, for members Green Status and above. Chapter 10: The Catalogue Begins Different M/f Molestings including naked sexual entrapment. Object on f. Jeania looked delighted to be included in the giant's twisted endeavor. She practically pranced near the edge of the desk. Her head moved about clearly scanning the cages of her former squad mates, chaperones, or even varsity members. Jeania's arm shot out pointing her finger she squealed, "We should start with Sasha and Kylie!" The giant snickered. He lowered his hand and Kira expected him to pet Jeania's head. It was clear that was what Jeania thought as she arched her head out in happy anticipation. Instead his hand passed her head. His finger extended and hooked under Jeania's skirt and pressed up underneath it. Jeania openly squealed in delight as she was lifted up to her toes. With just his finger wiggling her hips pop hard. Her hands grabbed her firmed breasts and needed them wantonly. She was drunk from his affection as he pointed out, "Oh Red my cum chugging delight, you have to know I don't know any of your names." His finger released her from her sexual dance. Jeania staggered and almost fell to her knees. Her breasts heaved as her breath rocked hard. With lust clearly in her voice Jeania moaned out, "The African American girls." "Oh, alright." The giant agreed. He opened a drawer and grabbed a clear plastic container. Then walked over to the cages. He looked through the cages, then opened a door and reached in. Kira watched as his hand exited the cage with a red clad black girl in his fist. He placed the first one in his carrying bucket. Then he grabbed the other one, his thumb placement was a little self indulgent with this one as her leg was folded up and he stroked a long her limb before placing her into the container. He sat back down and pulled out a drawer. He reached over and hooked his hand around Jeania then Kira watched him drag the red head over to her and press the two of them together. Compacted tightly in his fist he lowered them into the drawer and let them go. As Kira stood herself back up she looked about. It looked like some sort of make-up room. Along two of the walls were human sized make-up palettes. A lighted mirror with a swivel seat was in one corner. Beside it on one side was a cascade of different make-up brushes, pads, and sponges all in their scale. While on the other side were brushes, combs, and other hair tools. "Do you two know how to do make up and hair for pets of color?" the giant asked. Kira looked at Jeania just for Jeania to flash her a questioning look. The answer was clear, "No Master." Jeania informed him. "Yeah, I should have thought of that." He huffed. Then he just got up. Kira heard him walk away. She started looking through the room further. It was almost a salon. In the opposite corner was a hair wash station. Making Kira wonder how he made all this. He was clearly smart from that terrible shrinking machine. But, all the moving plumbing and wiring to make just the cages and this drawer. He suddenly reappeared and a pretty young rose blonde girl in scrubs was slipped in with them followed by the Asian tennis player wearing matching scrubs. "Red, this is Dawn and that is Ayako. They'll look after hair and make-up. Got to make sure my products look their most tempting." SASHA He leaned from view. He returned and dropped Sasha in. "Get in the chair and behave." The giant demanded. Sasha wasn't the type of girl that took that type of attitude from a guy. But he wasn't just a macho asshole. He was a building sized creature beyond her ability to out athlete. A flash of anger shot from her in his direction, then she growled a huff and sat down. DAWN The young red tinted blonde walked up behind Sasha and admired her hair. Then she looked up at the giant and asked in a shy sounding English accented musical voice, "Anything special you want me to do with it?" Making Sasha huff again. "Maybe." The giant started. Then shook his head requesting, "Make her look her best for her auction profile. You know what to do." "Yes Master." the one named Dawn replied and plugged in a hair straightener. AYAKO The Asian grabbed Sasha's chin and looked over her sneering face. "Oh, I know." the Oriental lovely said out loud and started making a bee line for a giant make-up palette on the far wall. Kira knew Sasha well. One of the school's top athletes. Star of track and girl's basketball, her fit body was well formed with long toned legs and firm fair sized breasts. Though her independent attitude intimidated many guys. Kira also knew the dark skinned beauty had many admirers. "What do you think Master was about to request?" Jeania suddenly asked the hairdressing teen. The rose blonde looked up shyly then smirked. "She has long hair, he was about to request pig-tails. Master loves pig-tails." "So you're doing pig-tails." Jeania assumed, making Sasha roll her eyes. "No, straight and down." Dawn answered. "Won't he be mad?" Jeania questioned. The blonde shook her silky shiny hair. "No, he knows not all his clients have the same tastes as him. He claims I have the disturbing talent of getting their hair perfect for bringing in bigger bids. He'll accept what I do as a good idea." The Asian walked past carrying a rich brown palette, "Sometimes when a less appealing by shapely product doesn't sell he has Dawn work her magic and re-lists her." "We're not products we are people." Sasha growled angrily. Making his two longer term pets look at each other and shake their heads with pitying expressions. Kira and Jeania stood back as the two worked. Dawn works her magic with Sasha's already well looked after hair. While Ayako turned Sasha's already pretty features a clear shade more gorgeous with some powders and shades. "I'm bored." the giant grumbled and Jeania was encased in his fist and lifted up towards his face. He flipped her upside down making her little skirt flop open like a big flower exposing her red lace near thong for all to see. If this bothered the Red Head she didn't look upset. Especially when the giant pulled down her thigh high socks and started licking her lovely legs from cheek to calf top. Jeania gasped with each tongue massage stroke. Kira was grabbed in his free hand. Her breasts sang as they danced under his impossibly mighty touches. She was just slipping into the sexually hypnotic sensation when the world dropped away. She landed with an oof. Kira shook her head then noticed where she had landed. She was in his lap. Her blood did that rush thing it did as his sexual toy. She was right on top of where his sexuality was buried under his shorts. She could feel its thickness. The hardness of an aroused giant. She was drawn to stretch over its stiff length. Kira wished his coverings would just vanish as her body humped at that massive sex organ. Face nuzzled firmly as she hoped he would understand her moans and gasps were wordless begging to stroke his penis' skin with her naked form. Kira had no idea how long she was thrusting her hips and pressing her breasts into that clothed sexual pillar. Just when his mighty hand pressed fingers into her sides she wasn't done debasing herself against that sensual shaft. Helpless attempting to resist him lifting by clawing fingers into that thick material. She was placed beside a sprawled and smiling Jeania. Kira felt herself arch into a pouching stance and wiggled her ass playfully. Just as her legs were about to launch her upon Master's favorite toy his voice thundered, "OK, let's start the first set of photos." There, sitting on a spin of a giant copy of Gulliver's travels was Sasha. Looking more like a supermodel than a high school sports star. She still wore her red JV cheer uniform. But her make-up and hair was perfected. And it would have looked even better if she wasn't giving a nervous sneer at the looming giant. He takes a few photos. Then he commands her to pose in a twisted buttocks out position. Sasha half heartedly follows suit. The giant looks annoyed. He tells her to get on her knees and arch her back in a chest displaying pose. She does the pose, but with arms folded across her chest. "Oh, he'd love that." The giant said to himself. Then pulled out his phone and snapped a couple of pics with it and clearly texted them to someone. Then placed the phone by his ear. "Hey buddy, just sent you a couple of picks of one of my latest catches. I thought thank you gift if you might like her, I know you have a thing for such dark shaded products." He nods giving ah-huh sound then he snickered, "Sure one sec." The giant roared up in an angry terrifying sound. Then his fists land upon the desk with such force that Kira and Jeania are knocked off their feet. Sasha bounced off the spin of the book she was kneeling on. "YOU!" roared the giant and the usually quite self assured African American beauty now cowered in stark terror. Eyes wide in fear as she pressed herself against the book spin in a failing attempt to hide from the raging giant. He simply lifts his phone and snaps a pic of the panicked rich skinned beauty. "That what you looking for? I warn you, she will be a stubborn one to train." He nodded, "Alright, this evening. Or did you want her firmed?" He smiled, "Remember there is an extra fee for that." A pause then, Tomorrow afternoon good for you?" He winks at Jeania then "OK, I'm looking forward to your latest pet keeping improvement. Yeah, talk to you soon." He snickered and happily yips, "Till then." and hung up the phone. He grabbed Sasha and snickers at the athletic subject, "Guess that saves me that huh Locker Room?" Then grabs the scared black teen and starts to move her to the empty container. Then he smiles, "I still have time with you." Sasha struggles hard as the other hand comes over and grabs a leg. Popping a sneaker off and rolling a sock off her foot. He doesn't even release it as he forces the other leg into that giant paw's grip. Shoe then sock taken from the leg even as Sasha fights and fails to free it from his grip. He dangles her by her shapely legs. Wrapping his other hand around Sasha's upper body and restraining her arms and covering her face. She kicks wildly and that means nothing but amusement to the cruel giant. He openly giggles at her helpless struggles as he pinches and pulls her spandex undershorts up those flailing legs. And as they were so tight his pressed finger tips claimed her panties too. His finger presses her exposed waxed bald womanhood. Grinding firmly between her kicking sports toned legs. They hook and push at the one massive finger. Slamming her foot with all her heavy athletic trained might. Then after a minute or two her helplessness to counter his molesting must have become clear for Sasha as her legs sort of curl and dangle off to the side as he presses her flower. Having molested his victim to submission he stopped stroking her exposed girl flower. Grabbed the skirt and pulled it off her legs. He flipped her face up. Kira could tell from Sasha's expression the strong willed beauty wasn't so much submissive as resigned for now. Waiting till a better option to resist came to her. He lustfully stroked fingers up her fit torso. Hooking top and breast restraining sports bra and begins to pull them off her. Sasha starts to fight, then sighs and just holds her arms up. The giant hums happily at the sight of her appealing breasts. Kira was wondering what was next. Then his hand went past the edge of the desk and the faint sound of a giant zipper opening both told her Sasha's destination and strangely made Kira jealous. "No, no please. No don't be a sick asshole." Sasha pleads as she's lowered past the edge of the desk. A loud sigh rumbles out of the giant. Then a snap of an elastic waistband. The giant moves about and the giant zipper is heard being closed. Then he leans in close to Jeania then playfully whispers to his worshiper, "Later I'll show you how good thick white cum looks all over a pretty black product's face. She sure feels so good attempting to struggle while pressed tight to my big white cock," Jeania squeals and leaps into the air kicking her legs out behind her. "Dawn, is the next product ready?" He asks with a big grin. "Yes Master." The sweet voice replies. He looked down at Jeania, "Pick out the next two pairings, that should speed us along." Jeania giggled then asked, "I don't like many of the Varsity team members, can we start with them?" He stroked her head and asked, "Were they mean to my little cock hugger?" She made a purring noise and answered, "Yes Master, saying nasty things behind my back." Then Jeania's eyes went wide and she moaned out a long ahh sound as his finger reached below and stroked under her cheer skirt. He looked over at the cages and nodded. Asking his sexually enthralled favorite toy, "So I guess you'll want me to put them up for auction first. Get them to their new owners so they can have nasty things done to them instead of them saying nasty things about you." Kira couldn't tell if Jeania was answering or just reacting to the sensations being pressed by a giant powered finger along her flower, "Yes, Master, yes!" He opened a drawer and advised, "Pick out props for that chocolate skinned cutie to be pictured with while I get some of those blue clad bitches." Then his finger released and Jeania fell to her knees. Hands reached down and practically hugged her excited girlhood. Kira moved to the Red Head and checked to see if she was OK. Jeania's cheeks were shaded pink in excitement. Jeania gasped a couple heavy breaths of air and then asked, "What did he ask us to do right before he stopped touching me?" "He wants us to pick out props from the drawer for when he's taking photos of Kylie." Kira explained. Struggling to stand from her latest fondling before she noted, "Then we better take a look." They walked over to the edge over the drawer. Kira said as she was surprised to see a ladder folded up from inside the drawer that would allow them to climb into the drawer. They started to scale down into the drawer. Kira was surprised at how deep down it was. His prop supplies filled the warehouse sized drawer with clear paths between holding containers. Jeania pointed in a direction and they began taking a look around. Props from the other night were near the front, the Lollipops and the cheap plastic banana. But there were also jars with candy canes, peppermint sticks, and Tootsie Pops. A clear box held ribbons and gift bows. A wooden box held a couple pens and pencils and a cheap clear purple plastic ruler. Past those was a tall wine glass, a martini glass, a coffee mug and a bowl like tea cup and saucer. A box of in scale sport balls such as volleyballs, soccer balls, and basketballs. Another just past that holds Lego including an assembled wall with oddly spaced outcroppings. Then Kira realized that it was designed and built to restrain a woman their size upon. "AHHHH!" Screamed Jeania. Kira turned and was about to screech too as a spider the size of her chest was pressed to the side of the box beside them. Then she realized it was inside the box and plastic. "It's a toy." She clarifies to claim Jeania down. "Oh thank god." Jeania gasped. Kira looked into the box of bug toys. Plastic spiders, ants, bees and beetles. Just past them inside the plastic container was a baggy of rubber worms. Kira worried where those worms had been placed on or possible in other tiny women. Almost as scary was the frog box with a hard plastic one and several smaller rubber ones. Each had an open mouth that could easily fit most if not all of a shrunken woman or teen inside. "Ready Red?" The giant's voice called down to them. "Yes Master." Jeania answered for them. His hand lowered and Kira was encased in powerful impossibly large fingers. The world arched and she suddenly was attempting to catch her feet under herself as she also fought to keep what little food she had in her stomach. Kira was annoyed at seeing Jeania was slowly lifted in the palm of his broad hand and allowed to slip off under her own power. She smiled up at him, and like a spoiled little pet he offered her a treat, a half a cherry. Jeania walked over beside Kira and tore her off a chunk of cherry and nicely offered it to Kira. Kira happily accepted and bit into it. They watched as the giant took photos of Kylie. Making her make suggestive poses upon the spin of the stacked books. Kira looked down into the salon drawer, Jenna was in the chair. Dawn was touching up her purple hair color. From the look of it the giant had grabbed Her and Penny as well as Sheila and Beatrice. Kylie "Master, can I ask you a question?" Jeania said confidently. Kira could see from the reactions from the prepping drawer speaking to the giant wasn't something that was done. They looked even more surprised when the giant just smiled at her and accepted, "Sure my Red Haired cock climber. Since you're my favorite, you can ask me some questions." "The phone call you made earlier. You offered him Sasha as a thank you? What did he do to earn that?" Jeania asked like they were sitting down to coffee. "He built this desk, my product cages, and my tank upstairs. He's an engineering genius. He sells cages on my site." The giant said so casually before growling at Kylie, "Now you, Coco, stick that round ass out a little more. Bidders are going to want to get a hint of what you come with." "You didn't make those?" Jeania sounded actually surprised. "No my freckled plaything. I have certain skills and knowledge. Running piping and wiring up things are not things I'm talented at." The giant advised. "Coco, stand on the desk, I think that'll show that fine bottom off better." "So is Coco going to be his to?" Jeania asked right in front of poor scared Kylie. The giant clearly saw his photo subject's reaction. Taking a few pics as she looks over worried. "No, well he can have her if he has the winning bid. I'll definitely let him know about that fine dark product. Have you picked a prop for her?" "Yes, she was on the girls basketball team." Jeania said. Before she finished he reached into the prop drawer and pulled a basketball from his collection of shrunk sport balls. He dribbled it then lightly tossed it to Kylie. "Take that up to the top of the books, sit on it and lean back. I know you know what I mean by that." The giant commanded. Kylie did as requested. Holding the orange ball between her thighs in a way that could be interrupted as her straddled another large rounded mass. "So, do you have other people working for you?" Jeania asked, walking close to the hand steading his tripod. "Yeah, a nice nerdy couple moderates and looks after my site. A doctor that helps look after my pets’ health. An, let's call him an accountant that makes my money look good. You're so adorably curious." He informed her. "And are they all getting a thank you gift?" Jeania suggested as she leaned suggestively upon his resting hand. He looked at her then over to the cages. "You know, I got so many by grabbing your friends. I think we should." He reached over and offered Jeania a half a grape. As he tossed the other half over towards Kira, she heard Jeania offer more upon her awful suggestion, "What type of pets do they like? I could suggest which new products you should offer them." Kira watched the half a grape fall short and roll upon the desk she and others had trample across. Kira still lifted it from the floor and took a bite. She wasn't sure why fruit tasted so much better at this size. It just did, and she was hungry. Not knowing how long it would be till she ate again she ate the grape slice. The giant smiled at his new little accomplice, "Thanks Red, that will be helpful. One moment." He looked up at Kylie, "Get on all fours Coco." Kylie trembled and lowered onto her hands and knees. The athletic teen clearly didn't know what to do with the basketball so she lowered onto her elbows and held the ball before her face. Sleazy the giant commanded, "Rest your chin on the ball, you will look tempting to the wallets of my members in that ass up position." The giant started taking photos Jeania cuddled against his hand balancing the tripod. "Well, to know what they'll like, I'll need to know what they like. Hmm, let's start with, let's see. Oh I know, that woman you get to make outfits for us pets." The one doing Jenna's hair and the make-up girl exchanged worried looks again. The giant smiled, the hand Jeania was snuggling against reached around her. Pinned her to the post he was holding. His thumb and index started to massage her breasts. His pinky wiggled between her thighs and started her hips dancing. "I think I'll just ask you about the products that look like the best fit for my employees." From Jeania's reaction she happily accepted this decision. The giant made Kylie take several photos with her face by the ball. Nuzzling it, resting her head on it in different positions. Even suggestively licking the dimpled plaything. As he mocks the African American girl with phrasing and that cruel nickname. But for Kira, her attention was focused on Jeania. The Redhead was moaning like the actresses in dirty movies. She was mesmerized by her five-fingered lover. Her hands stroked longingly along the digits fondling her breasts. He was so strong and Jeania so small that he's holding her off her feet without realizing it. Jeania takes advantage, wrapping her toned legs around his thrusting pinky and popping her hips against those forward pushes. The giant finished getting the face to ball images he wanted. He gently released Jeania to the desktop and reached over to Kylie for different suggestive images. Jeania staggers a bit then slowly lays herself on the wooden surface and her limbs sprawl out from her body. Kira rushes over. Jeania was glowing with a light glaze of sexually generated sweat. "Are you OK?" Kira asked, lifting the Red Head's torso. Jeania answers by grabbing Kira's head and pressing her mouth over Kira's. Kira's first thought was to push the redhead away. But the giant was right there. Yes she wasn't his focus, so Kira wasn't under that twisted fear-arousal state that would weaken her to eagerly sin like this. But he was close enough that that could change in less than a second. Besides, he would like to see them kiss. According to girls like Jenna over there, all real guys like seeing girls kiss girls. Kira didn't do that, this was against all she was taught. Real moral women didn't kiss other women. Yet Jeania's full soft lips were so sweetly delicious. A giant thumb hooked the small of her back. Kira's blood rushed then boiled over when his pinky now massaged her flower. Oh such stroking made Jeania's candy lips even more desirable. "Why don't my little helpers pick out another prop for Coco to pose with?" How could that modern Zeus expect them to leave such an intoxicating interaction. "Come, come. It's going to be a long day if we don't focus on the work at hand." The giant says while snickering. Kira learned how she was to stop the interaction, he simply lifted her and moved her slightly away from Jeania's curvy form. "Come, let's take a look." Jeania said as she stood up. She looked disappointed. Kira stood and walked with her new friend. To her surprise, she too was disappointed. Curious, she looks over at the photo suit. The giant has shoved the basketball tightly between Kylie's sports toned thighs and flipped her skirt over it. It made a clear rounded bulge right up against Kylie's curved backside. He has her still positioned on all fours. As they reach the drawer he commands, "Coco, give me a sexy expression. I want you to look like that ball is giving that black cunt of yours the best fucking it had ever had." Then a second later he praised, "Yeah, that's perfect." Kira looked at Kylie's expression. Sure her mouth was O shaped and she was sure attempting to look like she was enjoying the ball's presence. But her fear and worry was heavily still marked on her face. It made it look more like she was being pleasured under threat. Then Kira realized that was why he thought it was perfect. If Kylie was lucky she would bought by someone that would force pleasure so that expression would be one they were looking for. She looked away and looked down into the drawer of suggestive props. "What should we suggest next?" She asks Jeania. "Why are you asking me, you know her better than I do." Jeania asked. "Well, you're more comfortable helping that monster sell our friends than I am." Kira pointed out. "I had few friends on our team. And I loathed most of the Varsity team. If my mother hadn't insisted I try out I wouldn't even be here right now." Jeania countered. "Still, don't you feel bad about what we are helping with?" Kira asked. The giant suddenly piped in, "If it makes you feel any better Red's caramel Tender, the more appealing they look the higher the bids. The larger the bid, the less likely they will just be maimed or killed. So by picking the right complementary prop you could be saving your friend's lives." Jeania looked at Kira and she had to admit, "Well, if that's true we better be careful what we pick." "Oh I forgot to show you the bottom drawer." The giant noted. He reached down and opened the bottom drawer. Kira was disturbed by what she saw. Personal massagers and other items used for personal pleasure. A gray shaded one with a ball-like thing on the end of a wand. Another was a blue phallic shaped thing with a strange finger bending off it. By them was a sparkly light purple made of a rubbery like substance made to look like a veiny penis. Beside that was another one made with the same rubbery material. Only this one was pink with sparkles with a scrotum and a suction cup at its base. A box beside the massagers and fake phallic held what looked like a woman's bright red lips in an O-shape attached to a shaft of some form. Beside that was what might have passed as a latex version of a woman's flower both sitting on two pink domes that took Kira a second to realize was a fake buttocks complete with an anus. "Oh what's that?" Jeania asked, pointing into the drawer. The giant asked while lifting a vase. It was clear glass with transparent bright blue circles about its surface. The top was like a folded ripple that appeared to almost hang from the top. The way the vase was shaped made Kira think of her Aunt Gloria and how her dresses always seem perfectly fitted to her well curved form. "Yeah, what do you do with that?" Jeania asked. "Watch." The giant happily pipped. He took the basketball from Kylie. Then he lifted the African American teen and slipped her into the glassware. She slid to the bottom. He placed it down and snapped a couple of picks saying, "It shows how small and helpless you all are. Trapped in such a delicate object. I sometimes use Mason jars, but I like how that vase seems to amplify a product's curves." Kira had to admit the sensual curves of the thin glass seem to sharpen how womanly Kylie's body was built. Her perky if slightly small breasts. How her torso tapered smoothly to appealingly curved hips. "Coco, turn sideways and look up." The giant commanded. And the glass did its work, making Kylie's round buttocks pop out without looking too large. Her scared expression looking up did make her seem even smaller and more helpless. A pet that would have to depend on their future owner for everything. Would have to do as they were told or suffer. The giant made Kylie pose while trapped inside the glass container. Kneeling and other poses that made her look helpless or trapped. Pressing her uniform covered breasts or rubbing her skirt clad buttocks against the glass. Jeania watched with a proud expression. She made little happy sounds every time the giant said a command at Kylie. She clearly was savoring being in his direct presence while he dominated some poor victim. Then she broke her silence, "Master, you should get her to take off her shirt and press her tits against the glass." "No, we'll not do that." the giant answered, reached over and lifted the vase. Jeania looked disappointed. Wondering, "Why not?" He poured Kylie out of the vase into his palm. Then he started taking her clothes off, "Because if a bidder wants to see her naked badly enough, they'll bid more. I'll show images of them in skimpy outfits. Just their bra and panties sure. But if a client wants one naked, they'll have to hold it in their hands themselves." He then opened his pants and slipped Kylie into his underwear along his clearly stiff penis with Sasha. Then he entombed the two of them together with his deity like sexual organ. He stroked his hand over his groin a couple times. Then he winked at Jeania and teased, "It's going to look so good when I spray my thick white cum over their pretty chocolate brown faces." Jeania could only hum happily in response. "Is she ready?" He asked into the drawer. "Yes Master." The Rose Blonde responded. His hand pulled out Jenna. "You two pick some props for this one." Then he pushed the purple haired girl towards the books, "Lean backward over the spin of the book, I know you know how I mean." "What should we make Jenna pose with." Kira asked, looking down the mountain of open giant drawers. With open glee Jeania cheered, "We should make that bitch straddle a vibrator." "Which one?" The giant asked. Then commanded, "I know they're not big, but you could stick your tits out more." "The blue one with the stimulator." Jeania cheered. Then over her shoulder she hinted a wonder, "I wonder if he keeps batteries in them." "I sure do." The giant snickered. Kira found the large rounded end between her legs. The plastic was cold and smooth. Then she heard a click. The device trembled with such power, dancing intense sensations up her womanhood. She had to start moaning, it was just so much. She tried to lean on the sexual rod. She tilted and pressed her flower tighter to the smooth humming plastic. Her tongue rolled out and dangled over her lower lip on its own. She wanted to lift her legs and wrap them around that dancing shaft but Kira still had enough sense to know she would just roll off the slick surface. She heard Jeania and the giant chatting. Snickering, giggling. But her body was too busy dancing to those vibrations. Pleasure was so deep in her soul. Oh it was too much sensation. Then a click, Kira lost all strength. She was falling. Then landed in comforting warmth. She felt movement. Then cool softness. In the distance she heard the giant's voice, tone playful as he commanded out poses. Jeania cheering him on. Then her body couldn't stay awake any longer. - HentaiHunter1 - Shrink Master - Posts: 439 - Joined: Thu Jul 23, 2020 4:44 am - Gender: - Contact: CH 11: Tiny Products Chapter 11: Tormenting Break Kira awoke with a cold cloth on her head. She started to sit up. "Shh, riding that for that long takes a lot out of you." Kira looked up. Her head was resting in the lap of the woman the giant brought down to help clean out Donna and Gabby's cage. She smiled sweetly and stroked Kira's hair. "He really likes your friend, I have never seen him so kind to one of us." Jannette "Where are they now?" Kira asked with a dry tongue. "Still going through your former teammates." The young woman answered, nodding towards an intended direction. Kira looked in the attended direction. There the giant was taking snapshots of Emma Page, she was standing slightly bent over holding a blue lollipop near the candy with the stick between her thighs in a pose that was both suggestive and cutesy. Her tongue was out as if she was going to lick the candy. Near the book stage was the purple fake purple rubber penis. She wondered if that was for Emma's next set of images or if it was just left there as there were several other props were scattered about the desk at this point. EMMA P Then she noticed that one prop was occupied. That magically vibrating device that had overwhelmed her so hard with pleasure. There were Jenna and five of her other varsity members that could be somewhat bullies to less popular students straddling it topless, their legs taped along the sides. Attached similarly to the strange finger thing was a naked Couch Crabtree. Kira found a strange sense of delight seeing the woman who had decided to live such a sinful lifestyle was strapped to even an artificial penis. Or it could be that the lesbian could be handsy while they were learning routines and things. Coach Crabtree The Blacked haired pet stepped into view. "Master wanted to know when she was awake." Nancy Kira's pillowing lap responded sweetly, "She just awoke. I was giving her a couple of minutes to become alert." "Jannette, you know we are to do exactly as he wants to the letter." The Pale woman replied. The brunette sounded a touch concerned as she said, "She's just a kid." The pale skinned one sighed in agreement then reminded, "I'm only about a year or two older then she is." "Right. You've been here so long I simply didn't think of that." The older cage guest confessed. Kira had a question, "So as long as we do exactly as he says we'll be fine?" "Oh Honey, I wish it was that simple. He'll tell you that. But the truth is unless you do what he wants we get in trouble. He sometimes tells us one thing, but wants another. Best bet, don't talk and expect no matter whatever he says he really just wants you wrapped around his erection." The Brunette explained. "Except her. He lets her talk, takes her advice. I haven't seen him act like that." The Black haired girl said. "I have." The Brunette advised. "Really?" The Black haired one asked. "Forget it. I shouldn't have said anything. We are not allowed to discuss her. Put it away like the naughty words." The Brunette advised. But this just made Kira worry about her new friend. "What happened to this other girl?" The Brunette looked over to the Black haired one and stated with fear clearly in her tone, "I shouldn't have said anything, please forget it." The Black haired one nodded and simply said, "I'll distract her." Then turned towards where the giant was sitting and announced loudly, "Master she woke up!" Kira just then realized the door to her cage was wide open. The giant looked over his shoulder and smiled. Jeania squealed and jumped. Her little voice carried over, "It's time Master, it's time." He looked at his phone and snickered. "Yeah, I could use a break." He stood up leaving Emma P on all fours on the spine of a book with her boy appealing bottom in the air. Kira could see that horrible monster still had poor Sasha and Kylie pressed against his disgusting erect manhood. His eyes glowed with cruel lust. He stalked over like a gleeful beast approaching trapped defenseless prey. His words to his long term pets was heated with lewd intent, "Nancy, Jannette, strip." And they started undoing their frilly Maid outfits. What could they do to resist this perverted giant? Then his hand coiled around Kira and her perspectives all changed. No longer a monster the giant was now some deity of pleasure like being. His eyes were shining with desire. He stroked her body with a strange affection. His words were warm and made her blood race, "Such a pretty little thing you are Tender. I really like those shapely little legs and those nice round tits. Now let's get your engine running otherwise you'll not be all playful with my pretty Red. I know you need the excuse currently." Kira gasped as those massive fingers curled about and began making her breasts dance. Oh the power of his grip was so intense and it wasn't even a hard press for him. Her leg was being lifted up and away from her body. Pads the size of her head or bigger admired and massaged her buttock cheek to her ankle and back again. Up her skirt wiggled another finger and snuggled her womanhood. Oh the attention of a being this enormous and powerful had her enthralled like nothing else. Her tiny body exploded with disappointment as the fingers stopped playing with her form. On a cool wooden surface she sat with skin burning with desire. There before her was Jeania, Master's favorite. Her skin was silky and sweet to taste. Kira crawled over to climb the freckled pretty, or better yet, pull her down and slither all over her naked curvy body. The giant's hand hooked Kira's hips as he thundered down at her in amusement, "No, no, no Tender. Get topless and remove your pussy covers." Then Kira found herself dragged to a different spot on the desk. Kira had to take a second to catch her breath. Her body roared with a strange desire. The Modern Zeus wanted her shirt and bra off, so she pulled them off. Then reached under her skirt and hooked her thumbs into her spandex small shorts. She found herself almost dancing as she slipped them down her legs. Stepping out of them. Then Kira hooked the waist of her wet panties and found the urge to thrust lewdly as she slipped them down. Bending at the waist suggestively before stepping out of her arousal soiled undergarment daintily. The giant's hand slipped Jeania softly behind Kira. "Kneel Tender." The giant command and Kira's entranced legs lowered her down to her knees with a wanting sigh. Arms wrapped around Kira and she was pulled tight against firm breasts. Pillowy lips played on her neck as the soft hands teasingly fondled her exposed breasts. Jeania's voice whispered in an appealing purr, "Look what Master did for me. He put all those bitches on that vibrator. And while he savors Sasha and Kylie he's going to just turn it on and we'll see how long it takes till they pass out from the sensations." "What, but that's cruel." Kira had to say. It was wrong to torture people like that despite how strangely aroused she was at his power over those former school royalty. A zipper sound and the giant adjusted in his seat. This location he had moved them to gave them both a clear sight of the stimulating device and the ladies restrained to it and down over the desk's ledge into his lap. His pants and underwear moved to expose his large sensual organ and the two lucky lovely dark skinned captive. Their hair clung to their exquisite brown skin. The glow they gained from being contained along his giant penis gave that skin a golden glow. His hand reached over to the device. Voices Kira was used to hearing ordering people about were now frantically begging him not to activate their seat. He ignored the pleading from the girls and woman straddling the sex toy and asked Jeania, "You ready Red?" Kira gasped as Jeania's hand slithered down her stomach and slipped along her thigh to hide under her skirt. Then gasped again as a finger teasingly touched along the pedals of her flower, Her voice had a touch of naughty giggle to it as she responded, "Yes Master." Kira heard a click. The pleading morphed into oh and ah sounds. Their bodies trembled and shivered as those intense vibrations electrified their bodies. Head's tilted back and breasts jiggled quickly while arms dangled loosely. Kira had experienced that exquisite torture. It wasn't like the vibrations of a large vehicle or amusement ride. No, at this size along her sensitive private area it was like pleasure lightening rocking every nerve. She worried some for the ones strapped womanhood first along the device. From the pile of clothes, they didn't have even the minimum shielding of panties and covering shorts. No their flowers were planted against its stimulating smooth plastic skin. Not that she worried much for those Varsity girls. That wasn't the only switch that had gotten turned on. Jeania's fingers played her womanhood like a virtuoso. Dexterous digits danced around her secret opening like it was a maypole in a spring celebration. That thumb had found Kira's little happy bud and was making the nectar flow. As if that wasn't enough for Kira's limited experienced body, Jeania still kneaded her artificially firmed breasts. The Redhead's fingers hugged Kira's nipple. And it might not have been as sensitive as it had been in the morning. But at this strange aroused state it was still very sensitive. Then the giant hummed and tauntingly accouched, "Yeah, my cock blacked." Kira could see his hand dragging Kylie and Sasha along his sexuality. His penis was hard and it stood up straight. Every so many strokes he would stop and pressed their face into a damp looking area about the end of his sensual organ. Smearing the fluid over their features. The African American girls clearly didn't enjoy a second of his selfish actions. Kylie Sasha Then his other hand borrowed Sasha and curved her under his full looking scrotum and massaged his testicles with her helpless naked form. Clearly delighting the giant. He hummed in arousal as he took a moment to smother Sasha's lovely face into his hairy male sack. Kira was just reminded how helpless they were compared to him. Sasha was a powerfully athletic teen and all her strength and physical skills was nothing when he wanted to use her body for his pleasure. He adjusted Kylie's own sports toned body about his aroused manhood. Swim toned legs wrapped tightly to his girth. Massive fingers adjusted to make her back arch to get her breasts dragging along his sensitive skin. His voice travels over all the other sounds as he twistedly praises, "Well Coco, I'm going to be able to label you as silky smooth for sexual uses." If Kylie was happy to hear this or not Kira couldn't tell. As when the giant finished, his finger lifted and pressed the girl's features into his shaft. Kira's head wandered her attention back to the personal pleasure device and the seven people taped to it's smooth plastic. They all moaned and gasped as those vibrations audibly trembled. Every so often one or two would pop in an unrequited climax. Couple afterward would wobble weakly before stiffening back into a force pleasure pose. Kira could already see a couple just a moment or two of passing out from exhaustion. They were all fairly fit ladies, but that simple device at their size was like having their lady parts kissed by heaven itself. Then Kira herself experience her own climax. Unwittingly the sights of the modern mythical deity's power over his captives blended well with Jeania's delicate touches. She arched and sang her thanks for that sinful attention. Jeania hummed in aroused delight. But Kira's uncontrolled outburst of pleasure didn't hold Jeania's attention long. She cackled loudly and told her personal deity gleefully, "Look Master, one passed out already." And sure enough Jenna's former pretty blonde social enforcer Tabitha was hunched forward with arms dangling like a hanging corpse. The way her legs were attached to the sexual stimulating device wouldn't allow her to fall completely. Tabitha The Giant snickered and responded proudly, "You were right Red, you said she would be the first to pass out. And she's clearly out." "Emma I will be next." Jeania eagerly advised. Emma I He responded. "Sorry Master, Mousey One." The happy freckled girl informed him. "I think it'll be Facial." He guesses. "He means Tanya. He thinks she'll learn to like getting her face just slopping with giant cum." Jeania explained. Tanya was another pretty blonde. Her hair was in pigtails and was bouncing as she was forcefully stimulated. Kira kept to herself that according to a conversation she had overheard, Tanya's boyfriend had let slip that she already liked her man making a mess on her face. Tanya Kira attempts to think about something else besides the sexual abuse of her teammates or the members of the Varsity elite. Yet the only real distraction she could focus on was those girls tapped helplessly to that blue phallic shaped device. Jenna the Queen of the school with her hair always dyed her Royal purple was now deposed by a giant and was about to be sold as someone little pet slave. Penny, her remaining second. A girl that had popularity and money, anything she wanted daddy would buy her. Course just a few days ago, if the giant was to be believed, her daddy wanted to give her something besides trinkets and cash. Next was Emma Irish, she looked like a sweet little Mousy girl. She was not. Emma I was always quick to remind people where they were on the school social ladder and that she was near the top. This attitude was likely why Jeania had her strapped to the vibrator. Emma I had been quite frank to Jeania that she was only on the JV team to be a body to help catch one of the JV Floaters. Jeania was now the head of the ladder leaving Emma I to suffer her wrath. Carla was next on the device. The poster child of the boy hating Lesbian. It was like she heard that was how someone that chose that lifestyle was supposed to act and went heavy with it. However Kira had no idea why Jeania had an issue with her. Something she would have to ask Jeania about after Jeania is done dancing her fingers along Kira's flower. Carla Then hanging off the extra bit was Couch Crabtree, Carla's favorite teacher. From school rumors she wasn't just teaching Carla dodgeball and volleyball. What Kira did know for certain was Couch Crabtree felt safe enough in her job that she often felt free suggesting that lifestyle to young girls under her instruction. Sometimes those suggestions often included attempts at hands-on demonstrations. It was clearly why she liked being a cheer coach. "Hmmm, almost time for your shower Coco." came from the living mountain beside them. Kira had thought Jeania and herself were placed near the giant to receive his thick fluid. Kira feels a touch jealous of Kylie for being his intended target. His hand kneading his testicles with Sasha moves her up to rejoin Kylie around his sensual shaft. "Look Master, you were right." Jeania distracts Kira. Sure enough Tanya's body leaned back awkwardly, held up by her restrained leg position. "Mousy Two is fading fast." The modern Zeus advised. Sure enough Emma I rolled her upper body then sort of dangled off to one side. "Daddy's girl will be next." Jeania cheered before Kira felt Jeania's tongue race up Kira's neck. Penny "No, I think Dyke Jr. She's just not used to a hard shaft between her Lesbo thighs." The giant taunted. Then he stood and tilted his waist to display his groin to them. "Speaking of not lasting." He advised. Then Kira realized that he moved so Jeania could get a better view of his finish. His powerful hand stroked the lovely pair a few more times. Then pinning them tightly together he held them at his tip. They cringed and started to turn their faces away but he growled harshly, "No look at it!" and They faced his sexual spout. A happy howl of "AHHHH!" erupted from the giant. Thick semen launched from his penis and spattered onto his dark skin canvases. To Kira his release looked extra gooey, like it had been simmering in his scrotum extra long. He sighed with each spurt of ejaculant. Moving the pair of black teens to give their lovely faces and their exposed breasts a thick coat of his released pleasure. As his penis trickled the last drops of giant sperm he snickered, "Forgot something." Then shuffled over to the cages with Sasha and Kylie still held at his tip. He waddled back, his pants and underwear about his ankles. It looked humorous. In his free hand his two pets from upstairs. The modern Zeus placed his pets on the desk. Then pulled a tissue from a drawer and laid it out like a picnic blanket. Then he slipped Sasha and Kylie out of his hand so they were sitting on their knees in the middle of the tissue. The thick semen making gooey strings from their arms and their torsos. Ejaculant oozed from their cheeks and globed a bridge to their chest. "Don't resist or Bruce gets a creamed on snack." The giant threatened and they froze in place despite their disgust. He looked at his pets and informed them, "There you go girls. Your treat for doing such a good job cleaning up that cage for me." They looked up and said in unison in what sounded like happy voices, "Thank you Master." Then walked over to the semen covered girls before them. They kneeled before their treat covered living platter and made a loud moaning sound as they both slurped up a greedy load of his release off that lovely dark brown skin. Kira was so sad, that extra gooey thick giant release looked so unnaturally delicious. The older Brunette tilted Kylie back and made long laps through the thick semen on the younger girl's chest with a loud sound of apparent enjoyment. Suckling at the girl's supple neck for giant's leavings. Slowly plowing her tongue through the white coating on the uncomfortable girl's cheek. The extremely pale black haired girl suckled at the ends of Sasha's breasts. Quickly cleaning off both nipples if her owner's release. Then reached her mouth up to Sasha's cringing disgusted face to kiss patches of semen off her features. Then as fresh semen oozed back down Sasha's breasts the gothic girl bowed back down to those golden brown breasts and made quick smacking little licks at them. The nipples especially got targeted. "Oh look Red, Grape was next. Wow, she's more flexible than I realized." The giant advised before bending to pull up his pants and underwear. There, practically laying on her back, was Jenna. Her waist somehow allowing her to bend almost in half so her back rested on the smooth blue plastic. Her arms out to the sides lumping from the vibrations of the device. Jenna "Master, may we have some cum too?" Jeania begged. "No Red, I need you two clean to keep helping me get more pics done today. Don't worry I promise to cum all over Tender for your reward later." The giant stated. Kira felt a strange rush knowing she would get to bath in that warm man spray later. She wished to herself that it would be as thick as those black products had gotten. Then she realized she had stopped seeing her friends as people with his radiating presence so mind altering close. "OK Master." Jeania pouted. Kira guessed Jeania wanted to cheer herself up as the hand kneading Kira's breast rose up and directed her face to one side. Once turned enough, soft lips started an intimate dance with Kira's. The hand returned to Kira's attention wanting nipple. The lower hand stopped teasingly tracing along Kira's secret entrance and began trusting them in and out quickly in sexual simulation. The lovely sensation makes Kira's hips roll to gain even a sliver more of that pleasurable sensation. Jeania's hips must have been jealous as they begin to grind Jeania's groin against Kira's bottom. Kira couldn't just keep receiving, she needed to give something back. Her hand reaches up and starts admiring one of those dark crimson pig tails. Her other hand is more daring, reaching behind to find Jeania's thigh. The smooth skin is like satin to her touch. That silk like skin was examined right up under Jeania's skirt and to that round buttocks. She massages it intensely. Kira's mind whispers a reminder that this was sinful. Taking so much pleasure from it was incredibly sinful. But that modern Zeus was so towering and close. Tainting her soul. Making her enjoy being entangled with Jeania sensually shaped body. Tricking her into desiring doing sexual actions with that freckled beauty. "Oh look Red, it was Dyke Jr next." The mythical deity demanded their attention. Jeania's lips left Kira's. But, Jeania's supple neck is there and Kira's lips kiss and suck at that delicious skin. Jeania cooed, "That bitch just couldn't handle a hard dicking." "Oh Red, your so cute when your being vindictive." The new mythical god of sexual pleasures praised. The giant sighed then requested, "Let me know who is next, I have to clean up." "Yes Master." purred his favorite new toy. Jeania must have taken his request highly seriously as her magically trusting fingers slinked back to only be wonderfully teasing along Kira's sexual entrance. Kira was busy savoring that candy sweet neck. Still, she was vaguely aware that their captor had collected Sasha and Kylie to take them to the cages. After a couple of minutes he returns and grabs his longer term slaves. Then he left them. Kira attempts to turn, to truly coil her body and limbs about Jeania's desirable form. But the modern Zeus' favorite nymph resists. Jeania's words are filled with desire and enjoyment. They are heavy with self satisfaction that wasn't sexual, "Look at them, dangling there. At that school they were powerful. They could do nearly anything they wanted due to popularity. Guys wanted to be with them because of that social mask. Girls wanted to be them for the status that false construct gave them. Now, they are helpless. They couldn't flirt their way with our Master. Offer him anything he couldn't just take from them. No, he likes me best. I'm the popular one here, and they are the lowly underlings." Kira had to try to speak, to reason with her new friend. Without the giant's presence she had more of her reasoning back. Still not enough to stop the arousing sinful sexually touching they were exchanging. Still enough to verbally point out simple facts. "It was just school. They don't deserve such harsh torture." "Don't they?" Jeania growled. "You weren't the subject of their cruelties. Had friends verbally and physically attacked because of those sluts say so. You have no idea how many other kids from school I would love to have our Master bring here. Not as products or even his pets. No just to have a turn abusing that damnable lot. The boys that Jenna verbally teased and used I'd make her orally pleasure. The girl's improperly touched by that bitch Crabtree I'd let watch her dance strapped to that thing. Watch her pass out only to let one splash cold water in that horrible woman's face so they could watch her ride that dildo till she flopped over again. And the best part, I know the giant would love every sweet act of vengeance." "Please don't suggest that to him." Kira begged. "No, he doesn't plan on keeping those tramps any longer than it takes to auction them off. The highest bidders get to do whatever they want to their supposedly desirable bodies." Jeania agreed. Kira had to advise a cold fact, "They could be buying them just to kill them in some sick way." Kira didn't get the reaction she wanted, "Hmmm yeah!" Jeania purred. "And we'll be safe and warm here, hopefully wrapped to that giant cock." Kira remembers the young brunette woman's slip up in the cage. A secret hinted at but not shared. Enough for Kira to point out, "You know he's gotten rid of pets before. Likely even one time favorites." "He told me that. But he says he never had a pet like me. Both eager and full of playful suggestions. He told me straight I'll be the queen of his personal pets. Taking my suggestions. Letting me watch as he gathers new products. And I want you to stay with me." Jeania advised gasping. Then she stopped, Kira read this not as she was finished but more she was gathering her thoughts. Then a confession, "I've had a big crush on you since I first saw you. So confident, so sexy. The one glowing bonus to being on the JV team. He saw that, he saw my potential. And now, we're lovers like we should have been already." "But this is sinful. Girls and boys are to be together. Not girls. I like you as a friend, but not as a lover." Kira felt bad to explain. Ignoring she was currently sexually entwined with this shapely redhead. Jeania gave off a knowing, almost cruel laugh. Then she eagerly advised, "Wait till our Master gives you a little touch. Then we'll see how loving you are to my body." Kira couldn't argue that. A slight sexual molesting by those powerful fingers and she was some lesbian tramp. It did raise a question, would she be more or less actively sexual if it was a guy close and not Jeania's curvy form. The giant returned and started to clean up after his fun when Jeania advised, "Daddy's Girl is out, only Dyke Sr. left to go.” Kira hadn't realized Penny had fainted. Her view was only of Jeania's sweet neck. She looked over and Penny's body showed Jenna wasn't the only flexible Varsity cheerleader. Face down somehow, her body bouncing on the smooth blue plastic. "She'll be out soon. Little boring with just one awake and bouncing." The giant advised. Jeania sounded worried when she asked, "Are you going to shut it off?" "No no. Let's let it run till she's also out." He advised as his hand lowered around them. Those incredibly mighty fingers grabbed them and lifted them like trinkets. His towering body tilts. Kira can see his hand going into the salon drawer. He was collecting the Asian and Rose Blonde in his free hand. Kira could see Amanda and Maria waiting their turns as photographic subjects. They were openly terrified by the giant and his cruel actions. He walked into a giant bathroom. They were placed into a sink. His trained pets wasted no time in exposing their bottoms and positioning themselves over the drain. Kira had been told recently when placed in a sink like this they had to go and go quickly. She was uncomfortable but lifted her cheer skirt and positioned her buttocks and groin over the hole. The four of them squeezed out what body wastes they had in themselves. In the distance the waterfall of the giant relieving himself could be heard. They were finished then the giant appeared over them. He commands and they get as far from the drain as the slope will allow. Kira quickly notices the two pets keep themselves exposed. He washes his hands and leaves the water running. He commands, "Clean up." Then turns from view. Kira follows the Asian and Rose Blonde to the running water. They take turns allowing the warm water to rinse their bottoms and groin. Freshened just in case that demanding modern mythical deity decides he wants to enjoy them unsoiled. Jeania lets Kira go next before the Redhead finally cleans herself in hopes to service her Master. A massive shadow loomed above. The water shuts off and a giant face cloth plops in the basin. There they dry their lower areas like dogs scooting across a carpet. Once they've dried their privates and hands the rug sized cloth is taken away. His pets quickly cover themselves. Kira finds herself turned and pressed face to face with Jeania. She doesn't see how he grabs the two salon pets as Jeania grabs her head and they kiss like lovers that had recently just rediscovered each other. Kira suddenly drops and discovers a desktop under her feet. Their new Zeus commands, "Put your tops on, we have lots of work to do yet." "And our panties?" Jeania asks with clear hope in her tone. "No, I like the idea that your little naked asses are just a skirt flip away." The modern mythical deity advised. Kira grabs her sports bra, but Jeania shook her head. Seems his favorite wanted their artificially firmed breasts to just be a layer away from his view pleasure. As she pulls on her cheer top, Kira hears the giant snicker. "Wow, good little Mousy Two. That'll be definitely be on your auction profile. Obeys to a fault. Hold that pose, I'm not quite ready yet." Kira looks up and Emma P was still laying face down on the stack of books, her little round cheer skirt covered bottom up in the air like he had requested before taking his sexual break. He shut off the vibrator. Couch Crabtree was hanging off that extra bit in an uncomfortable looking position. Kira hears it being peeled off the desk. There where it sat was a strip of foam, likely double sided sticky foam. He wanders over to the cages and Kira watches him tug the tape from the device and the Varsity cheerleader's legs. Some make scared sounds as the pain of a plastic strip being pulled from their bare flesh wakes them suddenly. They are not given caretakers like she had received when she had her turn on that device. Just shut into their cages. Not even offered their tops and panties that were left piled on his desk. He sits and simply starts taking a couple pics. Making Emma P pose in suggestive ways. Then he sighs. "Pick out a first prop for that fine product. I'll be right back." He starts to stand as Jeania calls up to him, "Do you have extra glasses? She was popular with a certain kind of boy at school." He chuckles, "I have that type of clientele." He grabbed Emma I's glasses and walked away. Jeania watched the cruel giant walk away. Once he went from view she sighed and advised, "We should pick her second prop for Master." Kira was no longer influenced by that monster's presence. The bizarre want to want to see that towering creature happy. That didn't stop Kira from following Jeania to the prop drawer however. Kira might not want him to favor her with his touches at the moment, but neither did she want to face his anger or annoyance. "Think we should get her to wrap herself about a pen?" Jeania asked. "She does do a lot of writing." Kira reasoned. Jeania snickered. Then said, "Yeah, that's why he'll take pics of her with a long hard shafted object. Because that product thinks it can write. Like that is what a client will be looking for, a tiny little scribe." "Don't be cruel. Emma P is nice. If he notes she is an avid writer and researcher, maybe a creative person will buy her." Kira voiced her hope for the secretly nerdy cheerleader. Jeania looked to understand. She advised in a kind tone, "A creative owner doesn't mean a kind owner. You understand that right?" Kira confessed as she felt tears tease escaping, "I have to hope the nice girls on the teams get bought by nice men. They don't deserve this treatment. None of us deserve this treatment." Jeania's hands cupped her cheeks. A thumb wipes a tear from Kira's cheek. "OK, how about this. I'll speak up for the nice girls. We'll share their hobbies or interesting interests in the hopes to convince our Master to sell them to people with those interests. But, I'll only do that if you help me suggest advertising ideas for the bitches. I'll try to get Emma P and the like sold privately to likely nice owners if we can get bitches like Jenna and Penny sold off to sick twisted perverts. Deal?" Kira felt awful. Condemn some to only maybe save others. She had to take the only offer that had any hope attached to it, "Deal." "Just so you're clear, you know not all his clients are men right. They could be bought by women too." Jeania advised. "Right, I didn't think about women buying girls as pets." Kira accepted people of both genders could be awful creatures. "Hopefully the few nice girls get a nice owner." Jeania openly wished. "Hopefully." Kira replied. "I don't know them as well as you. Can you help me pick out who is nice and who are bitches?" Jeania asked. Kira nodded, "I will." Her heart ached knowing she was going to be as awful as that giant. Yet sacrifices of mean girls could save others. "Thank you." Jeania whispered. Kira hadn't thought about how close Jeania was. How tight her shorter shapely body was to hers. Soft, succulent lips pluck at hers, and she finds hers plucking them back. As her tongue enters Jeania's warm mouth as she realizes if she's going to be living in this hell, she might as well enjoy some sinful pleasures. Jeania pushes back with pretty bright pink cheeks. She smiled with some surprise shining in her eyes. Kindly she suggested, "We should start making that list now." "Yes, let's get down to that awful work." Kira accepted. - Shrink Apprentice - Posts: 7 - Joined: Mon Apr 23, 2018 6:50 pm - Contact: Re: Tiny Products - HentaiHunter1 - Shrink Master - Posts: 439 - Joined: Thu Jul 23, 2020 4:44 am - Gender: - Contact: Re: Tiny Products Who is online Users browsing this forum: No registered users and 1 guest
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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 !