Carefully Anya climbed the decaying stairs. It had been so long since anyone had done any maintenance on them that the concrete was already starting to crumble at the edges.
Anya reached the landing and slowly, cautiously made her way along it. Soon she saw a light cutting into the gloom and, curious, she headed towards it. When she got closer she saw it was coming from an open doorway not twenty feet away. Anya peeped inside...
The room was surprisingly clean and had the look of an inhabited area. There was all sorts of equipment filling the room. Anya recognised it as some sort of leisure time activity from years ago... Exercise machines! Across the room she noticed a figure working with one of the devices. It was a young woman about the same age as Anya. She was completely naked and a sheen of sweat shone over her finely toned body. She was quite voluptuous at the same time. with bigger breasts than Anya herself. As she exercised they bounced and undulated with an almost hypnotic pattern. Mesmerised Anya's hand slipped against the wall with an scrape...!
"Who's there?" said the girl, suddenly pausing from her work. Anya stepped out from the behind the wall.
"Who are you?" she asked defensively.
"My name is Anya, sword mistress and adventurer!" answered Anya, "And you?"
"I'm Gemini, but people usually call me Gemma.". The young girl was obviously relaxing now she saw it wasn't one of the thugs.
"What are you doing here?" Anya enquired.
"This is my home. Admittedly I haven't been here very long but I thought it would be a good place when I came across it."
"The machines... Are they yours or did you find them?
"Oh, these? They were here when I arrived. Useful don't you think?"
"Mmmm!" answered Anya. Her eyes had strayed back to Gemma's full succulent breasts. Little dribbles of sweat were trickling down into that inviting cleavage. |