Old memories

I jumbed on my bed and almost immediately fell asleep. I dreamt of an old experience, from back when I was a brat. I was running around on the sidewalk, Sarah closely behind. We were playing tag. I deftly dodged the people walking as I evaded Sarah's hands. I turned my head to see how close behind she was. And that was when it happened. I fell head first into another person. They were a little shaken, but they were still standing. I on the other hand, fell down on my butt. After recovering from the pain, I looked up at the person, while Sarah had just arrived. She was a beutiful woman with long green hair, wearing a traditional dancer outfit.... minus one part.

""Beutiful...""

We said at the same time. The woman smiled and responded.

"Oh, my, thank you. But you should be more careful kids. Some adults are not as nice as I am you know."

Sarah raised her hand with a question.

"Why aren't you wearing anything up top?"

"W-Well...."

Apparently she wasn't allowed to wear any top. She was visiting the country for a few days, but she was from somewhere else. Freeuse laws differ depending on where you are, so I assumed it was a custom of her country. I learned later that she was a ****-wife. **** countries have replaced freeuse laws with slavery laws, meaning she was not considered human, but private property. She had to constantly be topless so that she doesn't get confused for a woman of human status. There were similar laws regarding dress codes here, but that only applies for public use women. Even in those cases, there are work-arounds. The woman bid us farewell as she continued down the street. Sarah and I soon forgot about her and continued playing.