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The last bit came out in a giggle as she pointedtowards a couch on which sat two women who had captured Hadder'sattention earlier in the Haela. They stood up in unison andsashayed towards Hadder as Reena walked away. The woman on the leftspoke first. "I'm Helen, this is Nestra. We've wanted to properlymeet you, Marlin Hadder. I'm glad we now get the opportunity."Hadder swallowed hard, hoping his nervousness would disappearalongside his mounting saliva. Helen and Nestra were tall and leanlike supermodels, and both wore red form-fitting evening gowns thatleft little to the imagination. That, however, was wheretraditional comparisons ended. Each woman sported cat eyes, Helen'semerald green, and Nestra's bright orange, and had long, sharpnails that glowed white. Even stranger, though, were the full-bodytattoos that covered their skin. Helen was covered in leopard spotswhile Nestra sported white zebra stripes that stood out against herebony skin.
Before Hadder could speak, each took hold of one ofhis arms and led him to the leftmost door on the back wall. Theywalked in silence, through the door and down a short corridor thatended in a small room with padded leather benches and clothinghooks. Past the changing room was a door on which sat a brightlylit spaceman symbol. "A little help, Hadder?" they asked, turningtheir backs to Marlin. He steadied his hands and prayed that hisfingers wouldn't shake as he unzipped their gowns. Likesynchronized swimmers, Helen and Nestra then slid the spaghettistraps of their dresses off their shoulders and let the redmaterial fall to the floor, eventually hanging their clothes on thehooks provided.
Hadder's heart threatened to pound a hole in hischest as he stood before the nude, feline-like women. "We'll waitfor you inside. Don't take too long," said Nestra. She fingered hissilver suit. "And while this suit is hot, leave it out here." Withthat, both women walked over and opened the spaceman door. It wasdim inside, and Hadder couldn't make out much before the doorclosed behind Helen and Nestra.
Hadder quickly undressed, carefully hanging up hissuit jacket and attentively folding his pants and shirt. Pausing athis underwear, he ultimately said fuck it and stripped themoff as well, leaving them atop his pants. Having traded one suitfor another, Hadder opened the spaceman door and moved through withhaste before he lost his nerve.
One step inside the room and Hadder's world turnedupside down.
Hadder's foot, instead of feeling the hard groundbeneath it, found only open space as he stepped down. With nothingthere, he careened forward, head over heels, spinning into theroom. Frantically flailing about momentarily, Hadder was eventuallyable to grasp something bolted onto the ceiling or floor andsteadied himself to look around.
Hadder found himself in a medium-sized room, litonly by blacklight and pulsing neon, with soft leather cushions,mattresses, and chairs mounted to the ceiling, floor, and all fourwalls. Floating there naked in zero gravity, Hadder took a momentto calm his nerves and acclimate himself to the experience.
"How do you like it, Hadder?" he heard Helen sayfrom across the room. Looking over, he finally found her loungingwith Nestra on a couch on the ceiling, both sitting casually andgiggling at his ineptitude.
"It's different, that's for sure."
"It's the best way to meet someone new. Don't youagree, Nestra?"
"For sure, Helen. Hadder, are you coming overhere?"
Hadder floundered along the lower part of the wall.The girls laughed again.
"Maybe it's best if we go to him, Nestra."
"I think you're right, Helen."
Together, like aerial gymnasts, the women pushed offand easily spun towards Hadder like twin missiles topped withburning feline eyes. Nestra's white stripes and Helen's leopardspots glowed fiercely under the blacklight. Their nude bodiesstruck Hadder in a warm embrace, and the three eschewed speakingfor passionate three-way kisses. Helen took her mouth from Nestra'sneck to shout, "Play Diamond Cafe!" and the room filled with themusician's unique blend of synth-pop RnB, elevating theexperience.
At one point, Nestra gave Hadder a strong push,sending him careening across the room. Helen gave chase, catchingHadder and pinning him to one of the ceilings many mattresses.Although they were in zero gravity, the ceiling and walls providedjust enough pull to keep one pressed against it. In this way, Helenwas able to mount Hadder, her feline eyes hovering in front of hisown as she allowed him to enter her. Hadder breathed in deeply asHelen moved back and forth in rhythm with the music.
In short order, they were joined on the ceiling byNestra, who gently tongued Hadder's nipples before digging herpulsating nails into his taut stomach, drawing blood. Hadder almostcried out, almost cursed at Nestra, before a feeling a pureeuphoria cascaded over his body, turning him into a quivering messand scrambling his brain, turning him from man to beast, matchingthe disposition of his companions.
From the ceiling, they went to the wall, where therewas a variety of leather-wrapped bars and seats that facilitated anunlimited number of sexual positions for a creative trio. Every nowand then, Helen or Nestra would stick Hadder with their medicinalnails, sending him into another head spiral. Bodies intertwinedagainst leather and in open space. Lights flashed, and feline eyessparkled. Melodic soundtracks gave order to chaos. In that darkroom with those two strange women, Marlin Hadder lost himself in amedley of mouths and space and breasts and music.
Later, entirely spent, the three gently spun in theair, their bodies' internal humming holding the three together likemagnets, allowing them to turn as one, sharing an experience likeno other. As ceiling, wall, and floor slowly rotated past, Haddersighed deeply, understanding that he had just enjoyed thethird-best day of his life.
CHAPTER 8
Hadder woke with a start, taken aback by his ratherunexceptional surroundings.