Where to Next?

The question of how to go about finding these things out was proving harder than you expected.

So, with your head spinning, you simply began to walk. With no destination in mind you headed further into the city, taking in the sights as you go. As you walk you find yourself more able to look past the initial shock of the nudity around you and that allows you to start picking up some details that you might have missed otherwise.

You notice that, contrary to every tired stand up comedian in your world, the general rhythm of the world around you really hasn’t changed all that much. It seems like a lot of jobs still require quite conservative attire, from the soberly dressed police officers to the Road Maintenance crew you walk past who are digging up the road.

Some of the women are topless some still wearing high vis vests whilst others had them tucked into their belts. It is hard not to stare at them as they work, grime and sweat glistening on them as they move. A few of them even notice your attention and respond with cat calls and offers to fuck you when they break for lunch.

At first you are taken aback by the response, somehow you had expected road worked to be a little more refined in this world. Yet unlike in your own world you know the offers of sex are not just hollow promises.

Part of you wants to walk on but even though it has been a scant half hour since your last encounter you find it tempting to to take them up on the offer.