With certain paraters stipulated by the three youngsters, the search to find a suitable Fraternity among the jungle of tents, it is not going to be an easy task.
The area is crowded, loud screams and the lingering stink of sweat impregnates the air.
Which is annoying for Gagk’Xannia, her senses of sll and hearing are more developed than the majority of the population.
The worse part, is the sun, or its absence, because it hasn’t risen yet, so the heat of the weather isn’t the responsible for the odor ordeal, but rather the bustling environnt with people who have a similar purpose to the young Trinity.
In the blink of an eye, almost two hours pass.
The biggest setbacks to achieve their goal, are quite variated.
«Lineage».
«Social Status».
«No n Or Won Allowed»..
«No Tomboys Or Femboys Allowed».
Nevertheless, this limitation were without accounting the high entry fees, Humiliating or Ridiculous initiation rites, and the No Couples or Escorts accepted within the Fraternity’s grounds.
Due to the last obstruction, and the recurrent rejection from the Fraternities. Niveilia founded out about Gagk’Xannia and N’Ïrk being involved in a Courtship, feeling a bit too downcasted, as she is slightly out of place.
Still, N’Ïrk hold on the Busty Lady keeps changing from the shoulder to the waist, under the pretence of needing to be close to each other to not get separated with the swarming crashes of the crowd.
"I know that dude". Comnts N’Ïrk, whistling and imitating the sa sound he heard from said person.
Troy Crïdre turns around, greeting N’Ïrk by waving his hand and whistling back as he approaches the three youngsters.
"When yesterday you said, «See you around». I didn’t thought it would be so literal, N’Ïrk. Though, you are really impressive. Is what?. Your third day on the city?, and you have a second chick by your side. It makes wonder what am i doing wrong to remain single".
*Hahaha*. "How can i know about that?. But it’s actually my fourth day on Gould’Dïmïur".
"Damn!. A new girlfriend every two days is still pretty respectable!. I am jealous!".
*Hahaha*. "You don’t have to, but hey, at least you are more relaxed now".
*Nah!*. "That’s because i am not on my working shift, N’Ïrk, so i can be less serious and more informal without having my job at stake".
"True. Did you get lucky, or you have a Fraternity on mind, Troy?".
"A few. What about you three?".
*Sigh*. "We are not having a fun ti here".
"Let guess, the orgy thing, or the No Couples?. Probably the latter. Did i get it right?".
"It was kinda obvious".
"Yep. Way too evident, N’Ïrk. But i can give you another advice if you want".
"Sure, go ahead and shot, Troy. Yesterday’s tip serve extrely well".
"That’s good to hear!. Well. I went to this tent, there is only a lady there, an illusion makes a small labyrinth of leaves that look like a layer of green bricks over the grass". *Ahem!*. "In any case. This tent belongs to the Preppers Fraternity".
{What is that?}
"I want to join, this Hot Babe i saw". *Uf!*. "Is, is just an extra". *Ahem,!*. "I really am into bunkers and strongholds, but they are cold and lonely".
"So the feminine company of a woman is a nice touch?".
"I knew you would understand, N’Ïrk. Still, the entrance fee is kinda high, and the weekly cooperation is more bearable. But there is a major problem".
"Which is?".
"You have to buy everything. They just provide the Room. The furniture, food, expenses, that has to go out from your own pocket".
"Is that not normal?".
Troy is taken aback. "No N’Ïrk. The Fraternity has to ensure your well-being. Or perhaps give a minimum of daily resources. I don’t know how are they running. Soone has to had complained to the Headmistress. But, they have six years without being called out by the administration, so, i am just clueless on this hidden topic".
{Interesting. So the Fraternities are like Outposts, but with extra rules}
"Hey, Troy. What is a Prepper?".
"They are people who believe that the end of the world is near. The context may vary, but in general, they «Prepare» in advance to withstand the future adversities".
{I kinda like the idea. Prevention is never wrong}
"Can you guide us?. I don’t mind being a fifth wheel accompanying these three lovers".
The seductive womanly voice cos from the right, startling Niveilia, jerking and yelping with a cute gesture.
Voluptuous curves adorning the female’s gorgeous silhouette, exuding maturity and sexiness with her red minidress, tightly wrapped around her body, like the maple jacket that covers her arms.
Her talized platinum long wavy hair has a few strands that stand out due to the green aqua shade, and her plump dark brown lips appear to be coated with a layer of hazelnut cream, but is a natural tonality, like the glossy smooth texture.
However, the black golden choker resembling the hair of a Half Tarzön, it is not what interest the group. If not the bright silver eyes with black sclera, stealing the group’s attention.
The four youngsters had only seen a single person with this feature, and that individual is non other than N’Ïrk himself.
"My apologies Sweet Cheeks. I didn’t want to scare you, or listen to the conversation. But. I am tired of being hitted on, receiving a bunch of improper comnts and petitions. Or blatantly lewd demands...".
Considering how astonishing is the physical attractiveness of the female, is difficult to not foresee the event occurring again.
*Oh!*. "How clumsy of . I haven’t introduced myself. My na is Evennette Zuckrude, and before any of you ask. No. I don’t do Porn. I am not a Model, a Singer, Influencer, Idol or Strear, and i will not partake in any of those, so please, don’t ask ".
N’Ïrk is really confused, seeking answers from his friend. "Hey, Troy. What is a Strear?. Influencer?, and Porn?".
"I don’t know about the first two. But i believe Porn may be the diminutive of Pornography. Which is Sexual content on magazines".
"Like the ones in the subway, where everyone has an outfit and then they have little clothing until they are in their undies?".
"No, N’Ïrk. Those are catalogs showcasing the latest fashion in the Laidders Nation"...
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