"See you later." I turn the doorknob and stepped forward into the summer heat. I hear Michelle scoffing behind me, but I close the door before she can protest. I take a deep breath as I leave the neighborhood. The suburb's still largely untouched, but that changes as I make my way down the streets and onto the main roads.
I follow the sidewalk, past posters advertising all sorts of newly-built attractions, along with the usual propaganda images of Amira or one of her cohorts.
Main street opens up before me, rows of buildings flanking either side, the walkways populated largely by college students out on break like me, along with a few workers and Sisters out and about.
I see an all-too-familiar sight. A Sister reclining on a park bench, as two boys about my age, totally entranced, each worship a foot. The girl giggles as their mouths slide over her curvy toes, their hands cradling her soles up close to their chests. I had been at a Sister's foot many times before. Whenever one of them got tired walking around all day she could just kick off her shoes and put her feet up, and the nearest couple guys would be immediately drawn over. It didn't take more than a simple command to get them rubbing or kissing to the woman's content.
"Oh, sorry sweetheart. Occupied at the moment!" I come out of my trance to see her bat her eyelashes at me, a smug smile on her lips. "Come back another time, and I'll give you first pick! Would that be okay boys?"
The two guys at her feet groan as I finally manage to peel my eyes away. If they hadn’t been obscuring her soles with their bodies, I probably wouldn’t have been able to stand a chance. God, I won’t pretend It’s not annoying to just be stolen away at any time to be used as a footboy, but the sights already got me going.
I see a recently-refurbished building just up ahead, with a fresh coat of black paint and a retro 90s carpet at the front. “Podia’s Palace Arcade” adorns the sign in block letters. “Grand Opening! Come try our new 2-player games!” A crowd of what appears to be some of the nerdier guys and a few gamer girls stand outside.
I was sort of curious to see what exactly the Sisterhood could do to make an arcade that fit their… uh…. style. But is this where I wanted to spend my day?
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