Page 8 of Orange Town
Brynn
Tomorrow morning, he decided we cannot leave. He received a notice that there is a huge sandstorm on our way and said it’s better to leave the following day. He glanced at my shoulder bag and merely shrugged when he asked me if that is all I’m carrying.
I pointed to one of the covered wells and said I would like to get much of the water with us. It surprised him that I liked the water instead of their ‘normal’ water, which I explained was too salty. He felt like asking more questions, but he shut up. He was more quiet today. More subdued. I wonder what’s going on with him.
I spent most of the day walking and the rest of the afternoon; I spent most of it sleeping. Not sure if I can sleep a lot during our journey.
He asked me to join him in the lanai. It was the most relaxing place in this sanctuary, as Roqs said.
When we reached the lanai, he was staring at the small pillow on top of the pile of the other colored pillows.
I felt compelled to explain. “Yes, I thought it was strange he would put that one away from the rest of the silvers and black. It’s the same color.”
“He separated this?” he asked without looking at me. He was softly playing on one of the short tassels.
“Yes.” I saw his back stiffened. Then he relaxed. Then a long sigh. When he turned, I thought he was going to explain further, but he just smiled at me ruefully.
“Let’s get back to the cabin. It is getting late.”
“Okay,” I said and slowly turned back towards the cabin. I thought he wanted to ask more questions, that is why he asked me to go to the lanai. Seems like he really wasn’t in the mood to talk today.
Back at the cabin, I saw he moved nothing out of place. He spent all day in the cabin. Strange, I would think, knowing how if Zirc and he are very close, he would have the rights to move things around. The place is so unlike Zirc, actually. Before he left, he showed me where things were. How I can cook food on my own, though he admitted it’s rarely used because they like to eat their food raw. Including meat. The cabin is not big or spacious. It only has 3 rooms and an open space for the living room and kitchen. There’s a breakfast nook that serves as a dining area. It’s actually charming because it has large open windows that let the cool breeze in.
There was no refrigerator, maybe because there is so much food, plants included, that surrounds this area. He showed me the plants that are safe to eat. The trick, because they are all colored in the same tinge of orange, is to count the grooves on the leaves. They too are salty but good to mix with the jerky. I found one leaf that is sour and adds flavor to my daily diet. I really should have lost weight by now, but I think I was eating too much stuff on this planet that my heavy weight is still present.
I miss home goods. Especially pizza, pasta and simple bread. Okay, so I miss coffee too. A lot! I’m surprised I’m not having any migraines. I usually have a migraine when I don’t have a sip of coffee at least once a day. Maybe what those aliens put on me ensured I live or thrive on any planet. And good thing to know I survived whatever it was.
Though the only mirror is the river to see my reflection, my face is still the same. My body is still the same. In fact, I never felt healthier in my entire life.
And I admit, I felt so horny when I landed on this planet.
I glanced at Roqs. He is leaning near the windows. I was a bit surprised earlier that he held something very similar to a phone that he can switch into a tablet form when unfolded. Cool. But the words, when I glanced at it, are very alien to me. The way they write, it’s like little worms. Big worms, little worms, average worms. There are no dots. Just squiggly writing.
He seemed so aloof, so I retired and got ready for tomorrow’s journey.
I went to the enormous master bedroom. Each of the three bedrooms has a unique design. But I especially liked the master bedroom because it’s very spacious and the large window is facing the vast garden complete with bees and butterflies that have sharp teeth! I tried to get closer to a harmless-looking butterfly. Zirc went ballistic. He asked if I was stupid. He said usually the smaller things on this planet are the most deadly and vicious animals.
Ok, well noted. Still, the bees and butterflies-look-alike have rainbow colors. And I admit, they kind of remind me of home. Home to my parents when living was simple. Who knew I would miss the sky-blue color?
I wonder how everyone is doing. Stop.
The top of the bed reaches my chest. Zirc can easily jump on it. The lower portion converts to a sitting area with lots of pillows that overlook the glass stained window.
Zirc was kind enough to put a small wooden stool that looked like a tree stump so I could climb up or down. He was kind of sad and hopeful when he took the stool to me. As if it reminded him of something.
I climbed and gingerly settled in for the night. Lots of thinking tonight for sure. I placed my bag near the foot of the bed, moved sideways, and looked out. There are so many things to be thankful for. That I’m still alive and breathing. The night is relatively gloomy.
I’m also surprised that Roqs did not sleep on this bed. If he and Zirc are lovers, then he has the right to sleep here, right? Was he just too polite to ask me to move out? He simply went to the other room. It has the same design though somewhat smaller. It also faces the garden, but the bed is not as spacious as this one. It can fit five guys built like Zirc. It’s like the most kingly king size bed I’ve ever seen.
Knowing it will be some time before I can get some alone time, I did what I usually do to keep myself warm at night. To help me fall asleep. My favorite nighttime routine is to think about Zirc while touching myself. Who knows how long it will be before I can safely do this?. Okay, to be honest, I also do this every morning and midafternoon when I want to nap and the urge to cum is driving me crazy. It helps a little because it is nothing compared to the real thing. Besides, where’s a dildo when you need one?
I moaned and bit into a pillow. I supported my back with many pillows. I disposed of my leggings but kept my shirt on. It’s a bit cold tonight. My legs splayed naked and open while I work my fingers to reach my orgasm. My left hand is underneath my shirt to massage my breast and nipples.
Then Roqs walked nonchalantly into the room. Quiet like a cat. I only heard the swish of the connecting door to his room. His eyes gleamed against the moonlight. From his angle, he can only see my right side. My arm worked furiously on me. Inside me. I was too far gone to stop.
I saw him smelling the air and saw his body stiffened. Without taking his eyes off me, he removed the buttons on his cloak and opened his trouser.
I told myself to stop staring at him. But I can’t stop. Or stop a moan from escaping.
