Finally we came to what might pass for a neighborhood, sprawling houses or villas along a chasm where a river of fire ran, deep between black cliffs. Entering one, we found a group sitting around on a kind of patio. I was growing used to seeing strange beings. I don’t know whether to call them people or not. Anyway, a tall, blue female stood and came to meet us.
As Asa was ebon black, she was electric blue, all of her, and, of course, quite nude. I was nearly bare myself now, although I had grabbed a cloth off one table as we left the club to fashion myself a brief sort of sarong since my shorts and panties were shredded beyond salvage. I wasn’t really sure what had become of my top. I felt a moment’s regret for the expensive bra. Well, no use weeping over a bit of lost ca-ching.
Asa pus
