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Rumor has it that her daughter was born a mutated freak, so I guess karma found its way into her womb.” “You sound bitter.” I snorted. “They kicked me out of Arbortus once I started maturing,” Tera said, “they said I was too dangerous to keep in the colony, so they put me on a boat and shipped me off. Flora was particularly delighted, seeing as how I got all the boys she wanted. Bitch.” “Can we use it to our advantage?” I asked Tera, putting a hand on her shoulder, “Right now’s not the time mature for prideful decisions.” Tera worked her jaw a little longer, seeming to acclimate her palate to the taste of her heritage. She finally relented, reached into her pouch, and pulled out a set of frayed documents that looked hundreds of years old. She handed them to the guard, who paged through them with bored disinterest. “These papers were dated the fourth of summer season, twenty-three-fifty-two,” the guard said looking up from the yellowed pages, “it is the thirty-sixth of spring season, twenty-eight-thirty-nine.” “Yeah, I’m fucking old,” Tera grumbled, “are they still valid?” “They bare the Arbortus seal,” the guard conceded, “a really old print of it, but still recognized. You may enter without registering, Tera Autumnsong, but you’ll need to wear this badge,” the guard dug into a sack to his left and pulled out an embroidered patch, “that marks you as a royal diplomat. This one, though,” the guard said, gesturing to Justina, “will still have to register.” Tera busty looked like she’d object, but Justina put a hand on her mother’s shoulder and nodded. She signed the registry, sewed the whore’s patch to her cloak, and the three of us (four of us) walked through the gates of the largest city in the world. “Holy shit.” I gasped. The walls of Drastin had concealed the city from view, but now that we were inside, its enormity was overwhelming. Every street was a trench; the buildings running endlessly on either side, connecting wall-to-wall with different facades, standing fifty feet high at their shortest stature. Behind the maze of continuous buildings, I saw the tops of towers reaching for the sky. The downtown of the metropolis was decorated with stone spires that speared the skyline hundreds of feet up, creating a gapless wall of architecture that cast its shadows over the entire city. I saw more people on one block than I’d seen in my entire life, and the churning, chaotic life of this place intimidated me. The others did not share in my fear. Tera regarded the city with passing interest, Justina was giddy with excitement, and Angela was bursting from Justina’s mouth with even greater exuberance. “Oh my god!” Angela squealed from Justina’s mouth, “Look at all Hairy the… everything!” “It sure is a lot.” I said, my voice small in my throat. Tera heard the anxiety in my voice, and pressed her comforting body closer to me. I thought she might of just been a bit reserved because I was there. "The way we did it the very first time. Then I got dressed and slipped back out to the party myself. Karen moved in front of a floor length mirror, handed Rosa a hairbrush and asked her to brush out her hair. Seeing him enter she once again felt embarrassed and slid to the far end of the sofa. I hated that I couldn’t control my lust. That’s a masturbating police officer’s job. Me too." Look…” Jenny reacted to her cousin and I cumming in the hot tub right next to her. 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