[Mercy Merchant]

Sunday, August 3rd, 2076


Alyce and Grace have been holding hands while shopping, giggling like school girls over the selections they had made, but had been pretty much glued to Al's arms while playing tourist.  Very few people are immune to the sight of Al with his women and the three get lots of stares and second looks.  Both women are a bit careless at times and some of the passersby are given a quick look at their bare asses. 

At Al's words, they look at each other and smile almost as one.  It is hard to say which speaks first and to Al it seems simultaneous.  "Train."  Both giggle again and Alyce leans up to whisper in Al's ear.  "I may have a convert.  What do you think?  Would you like to see her naked and willing?  You know that I would not mind if you took her into your cabin and shagged her, right?  She would be willing.  And from what I can sense, the elephant is more than willing to dip into her.  I can wait, Al, but if you feel an urge, act on it and take her to bed."

[adamu]

Sunday, August 3rd, 2076

Al whispers back, "Woman, reckon I know yer rules. This point, though, ol' Al were ta do anythin', can't imagine it not startin' with you."

And then, in a normal voice, he responded to the group decision. "Alrighty, then, train it is. But if you too minxes is gon' keep tormentin' them boys, ya might consider at least throwin' 'em some sorta bone."

[Mercy Merchant]

Sunday, August 3rd, 2076


Alyce smiles at Al and caresses his face as she moves back to his arm.  She nods to him to let him know that she understands his position.  "A bone, eh>  Might have to at that, the poor boys."

The three walk back to the train and go to Alyce's and Grace's cabin, where they begin going through the things they had bought earlier.  Al gets to watch as both women try on and take off several outfits.  It is very much like watching a strip tease show and even stoic Al is not so stoic by the time the meal arrives, carted in by the same three young men.  Alyce is again caught in the middle of the room where it is inconvenient to reach where Grace is sitting on the bed.  The men take a while to set up the food, as usual, trying for as much of a look at the naked women as possible.  In a change form the past few days, Alyce comes up behind one and puts her arms around him in a slight hug before dropping one hand to the rather obvious bulge in his trousers. 

She giggles softly and takes him by the hand, leading him into Al's room.  They are out of sight but the others clearly hear the man as he yells out.  "Bloody hell.  I could get fired for this."

Alyce seems to pause a bit before responding.  "Are you telling me to stop this?"

"Uh....oh God....Uh....n....no.  Please don't stop.  Soft slurping noises can be heard in the next room as well as soft moans that get louder before a loud yell startles those sitting in Alyce's cabin.  The young man comes around the corner into the other room, wearing a huge smile.  Alyce steps to the doorway and crooks a finger to one of the other young men than the third and both men rush forward, almost fighting to be the first through it.  Several minutes of slurps and moans later, both men cry out and zippers can be heard in the ensuing silence.  Alyce returns to the occupied room, leading the two men.  She kisses all three and gently turns them to the door, ushering them out.

Grace's eyes are as large as saucers.  "Hell, Alyce.  Did you just......just......crap, really?"

Alyce laughs.  "I was giving them a bit of a tip for good service."  She looks at the food and motions for Grace to slide over a bit as she sits down next to her and winks at Al.  "Now that I have had my starters, I think that I am ready for something a bit more substantial.  What do we have?"

[adamu]

Sunday, August 3rd, 2076

Al chuckled softly - at both Alyce's shenanigans and Grace's reaction. His angel had taken things rather farther than he'd envisioned, but of course he shoud have known that her imagination was, in some ways, rather more adventurous than his, and equally unfettered.

That business taken care of, they ate with gusto before the ladies got dressed for their evening at Motion Bristol.

[Mercy Merchant]

Sunday, August 3rd, 2076


Grace looks at Alyce while they eat and Alyce finally asks if she is OK.  "I guess so.  I.......I just was not really prepared for that.  I will say that the sounds coming from in the other room were hot as hell though.  I could close my eyes and imagine what you were doing, especially when you took two in at once.  Wow.  I guess I am wondering if I can do that."  She blushes.  "I mean, I know HOW to do that, but I don't know if I am brave enough to try.  This is all still so new to me and I want to learn but I don't want to learn so fast that I get scared away."

Alyce reaches out a hand to touch Grace on the arm.  "Dear, first thing is that you do not have to be like me.  Even if you want to, you do not have to get there in three days.  You are right; it is possible to learn so fast that you burn out.  Take it all at your own pace.  I will tell you that I liked taking them all, but that is just me."

Grace nods and seems to be thinking her way through things as they eat.

When done, Alyce goes to the bags of purchases she made earlier and pulls out some clothes.  She starts by leaving the underwear off and slinking into a pair of really short denim shorts that would be considered barely legal in some places and would certainly be frowned on by the rigid church-going crowd.  She slips on a denim vest that shows most of her midriff and buttons the top two buttons, leaving the bottom three undone.  The vest shows off her arm tats and lets people see the huge piece of artwork on her back.  It covers her nipples, barely, and exposes a lot of underboob and cleavage from the bottom up.  Her glasses and skull-headed walking stick make the outfit even better.  She is wearing knee high black boots with white silk stockings that rise another few inches above the top of the boot and connected to the shorts with garters to complete the whole thing.  Almost the only color  besides her ink is a red flower in her hair.

Grace is dressed a bit more conservatively as a 1950s pinup girl, with a slinky red dress and a bra that makes her boobs jut out.  Her short hair is accented by a wide brimmed hat and she is wearing platform shoes that add about three inches to her height. 

[adamu]

Sunday, August 3rd, 2076

Al's Doc Marten's, ripped 501s faded nearly white, yellowing wifebeater and vintage RAF bomber jacket were not quite as flamboyant as the horror-tinged punk regalia of die-hard psychobilly faithfuls, but neither would they stick out. In any case, he was going to hear music, not play dress up.

The girls did look great, though, hitting to different aspects of the rockabilly fashion spectrum.

Motion Bristol was in walking distance, and the closer they got the more the streets were filled with obvious psychobilly fans - the unique blend of exaggerated 1950s fashion colored with very un-1950s levels of body art, all overlaid with skulls, costume wounds, and other Halloween paraphernalia.

When they arrived the Zombicrats were already into their set. The rear of the venue was milling with people drinking from plastic cups and shouting at each other over the din, while the middle distance between the bar at the rear and the stage at the front was host to a fairly spacious area where couples were swing dancing. And then, right up near the stage, was the pit. Every show ended up with a different feel, but usually as the hour got later the pit got wider and the swing dancing sort of faded away.

How crazy things eventually got depended a lot on the band's quality and flavor, as well as the particular night's crowd.

[Mercy Merchant]

Sunday, August 3rd, 2076


Grace gives an excited sort of squeal as they approach the venue.  "Can you feel the music?"  Her body begins to move in sync with the beat and her mouth whispers the lyrics to the tune being played.  She and Alyce have been holding onto Al's arms, but now Grace turns to face him, her head flicking from side to side and a huge smile on her face.  "Come dance with me, Al."

[adamu]

Sunday, August 3rd, 2076

Ah, the vigor of youth.

"Whoa ho ho, li'l darlin', ol' Al don't dance. Interferes with sittin' an' smokin' an' lookin' cool inna corner somewhere. Maybe this one'll boogie the night away with ya," he answered, nodding at Alyce. Both girls were attracting quite a bit of attention - they weren't the only women there dressed to impress, but they were certainly the hottest.

Al went and got three beers in big plastic cups, which he carried in one hand by sticking his fingers into the liquid and holding the cups by their lips. Held them high and navigated through the crowd, found the table with the best view of where Grace was dancing, and sat down with a bunch of other people in the one empty chair. Just ignored them until they got annoyed enough to almost start a fight, think better of it, and leave.

[Mercy Merchant]

Sunday, August 3rd, 2076


Alyce is not much of a dancer either, but she lets herself get dragged to the dance area, where Grace shows her some of the basic dance moves.  Her memory lets ehr remember the proper steps and her naturally lithe body help her get the swing in her movements.  Soon she is dancing sufficiently well enough to not be embarrassed with her moves.  After a few minutes the girls come back to where Al is sitting and sit at the table.  Grace looks around and then back to Al.  "How did you get this table?"

Alyce leans over to Al.  "You should try the dancing, Al.  I am not sure I am going to go down to the area closer to the band, but the swing area is fun."

[adamu]

Sunday, August 3rd, 2076

"Swing area's fun ta watch. An' even that'll be over once ol' Al gits out there. No point ruinin' things fer the little one. Look at that young thing out there cuttin' up the rug. She's gotta lotta life in 'er, that's certain. Reckon I like 'er fine....Startin' ta think with you it's a bit more'n jist like."

[adamu]

Sunday, August 3rd, 2076

Alyce takes a long few seconds trying to come up with an answer to that question.  “That obvious, huh?  Yeah, I guess so, and I am pretty sure that it is not all one way.”  She turns to face Al.  “And I am pretty sure that it is not just me she is interested in.  I can’t see well sometimes, but I can tell when someone’s breathing changes and hers does when she is looking lat you.  So, yeah, was I glad that you thought to add her to this part of our trip?  Absolutely.  And would I be glad if you offered to let her extend her stay with us?  Again, absolutely.  But this trip is also for us to talk.  Grace is a lot of life and a lot of fun, and I could easily see spending a lot of time with her.  But is she adding to the confusion?”

[adamu]

Sunday, August 3rd, 2076

The Zombicrats were burning the place up, even better live than on the media Al had been accessing since he started following them. The crowd was getting pretty worked up. And of course it was deafening - Al's implants kept it tolerable, but they were simple dampers, not sophisticated filters, and he could just barely hear Alyce as she practically shouted in his ear. He was glad for her far more high-end auditory suite - he could reply in a normal tone of voice and be confident she caught every word through the din.

"Yeah, I'll allow she's smitten with ol' Al. But ever' woman is, so ya gotta disregard it, factor it outta the equation. An' yeah, reckon I'm charmed by 'er, though it ain't nothin' ta how I feel 'bout yerself. Ya want 'er on board fer longer? Nothin' could give me greater pleasure'n ta give you all the pleasure I can - them what's in my power, leastways. Us talkin', that's logistics, can be worked out. Added confusion, hell yeah, but I think she makes things easier'n she makes 'em harder, truth be told. Put it to 'er, see what she says."

[Mercy Merchant]

Sunday, August 3rd, 2076


Alyce smiles and nods her head then turns back to listen to the rather loud music.  A few minutes later, Grace comes to the table, panting as if she had run a few miles.  "So, no more dancing?  OK, I am beat anyway.  Maybe I will go back out later."  She sits and Alyce leans over to whisper in her ear.  After a minute, Alyce sits back and Grace turns to Al  Her eyes ask the question that her voice cannot seem to.  Her lips mouth the word, "Really?"

[adamu]

Sunday, August 3rd, 2076

Women. Everything a big drama. Not wanting to shout over the music (there was probably a reason he always came to these sorts of things alone), he just gave her a 'don't look at me' shrug and nodded meaningfully at Alyce, blaming everything on her. He suddenly felt like stepping outside for some air. The Zombicrats' set was finished, their twanging clatter replaced by piped-in Demented Are Go tracks from yesteryear as the headliners set up.

He stood and, noticing their drinks were empty, pointed at the bar, and then at them in silent question..

[Mercy Merchant]

Sunday, August 3rd, 2076


Both women nod at Al's offer to get another round of drinks.  After he leaves, they just sit and watch what is happening around them, the noise making it a bit uncomfortable to talk.  Alyce is a bit unconvinced that what she has been listening to is really music and has turned her filters to reducing the volume to a comfortable level, which does little to help her friends.  Grace's eyes are bright with excitement and it is apparent that she likes this.  After a couple of minutes of watching, Alyce leans over and taps Grace on the shoulder, moving closer for a kiss when the other woman turns.  Momentarily surprised, Grace gets into the kiss before breaking and looking at her friend and lover with a huge smile.