Nothing

The rest of the night was rather uneventful… sadly. And so was much of their hike. Really I don’t want to recount pages and pages of them talking and walking and doing much of nothing. Gamora fucked herself a few more nights, Alex watched because she was there, and that was that.

OK maybe you wanted to hear that part.

But they found their way to a road. They had spent several days in the forest, and smelt like they had spent several weeks there. The road, the first sign of civilization, was a welcome sight. Now they had to just find a way to get to town…

There was a catch however: Alex had no phone and no money, so getting anywhere would be at a start, but not an end to their problems. That last sentence makes it sound like getting to town would be a start to their problems which is not true. Getting to town would be a start to overcoming their problems, but not the end of them. There, that’s better. Grammar: it matters.

OK so where were we? Oh the side of the road.

As they walked (yes they are still walking) on the side of the road Alex tried to get to know Gamora a little more. Gamora didn’t want to open up much more then she already had though, so the conversation was short and we can skip it.

“You know you should problably find something else to wear.”

Gamora stopped and looked at her attire: a worn minikini, boots, and a cloak. “What’s wrong with it?”

“Well it makes you stand out.”

“I thought that was my green skin?” Gamora quipped.

First time in a week she makes a joke. It’s a start, thought Alex. She went down on one knee and started rummaging through the pack she grabbed weeks earlier. There were some cloths at the bottom, so Alex pulled them out and handed them over to Gamora.

“No the green skin is OK, some mutants have that. If anyone asks you might want to just say that’s your mutation.”

“I’ve met your mutants. Interesting people.” Gamora took the shirt and jeans that Alex handed over. The shirt was a dull pink with a Care Bear on it. She turned it’s design over to face Alex. “Who is… Grumpy Bear… and why—“

“It’s a kids show, don’t worry about it.”

Gamora looked over the cloths, and then looked over hers. OK maybe I see her point. I don’t want to draw attention to myself and… Gamora sniffed herself… maybe I need to clean up some.

“We both need a shower,” Alex said.

Gamora just stripped on the side of the road. It would have been quit the sight if you were there.

“Can I asked you something?” Alex said.

“You’re going to anyway,” replied a naked Gamora.

“Why do you wear such skimpy clothing?”

Gamora started to put on the shirt. She even started to go around barefoot since the boots did have heels on the back of them and honestly… you don’t want to walk around with those on your feet in the forest. Seriously, get some hiking boots or something girl!

“It’s because I rely on my agility for fighting. I need freedome of motion. Honestly I would rather be naked but some planets have a certain **** to tolerate that. Even a sliver of fabric can slow me down.”

OK, I’ll buy that I guess though Alex.

Just as Gamora zipped up her new found jeans to cover her bald pussy the rumble of a car could be heard around the bend.