We walked a fair distance, passing other people and shops on the way towards where Vanessa and Makwela lived together. The skyscrapers loomed in the distance, but despite us having traveled for what seemed like a few miles, they didn't appear to be any closer now than when we had left the restaurant. We passed a few sex shops along the way but we were warned against going in them at such a late hour.
"Um, if we go in there this late, we'll have to stay the night there," Vanessa stated almost fearfully. "I've heard stories..." she added, letting her words trail off, a fearful expression on her face to indicate that whatever fate awaited those who were out after dark was a decidedly grisly one. We hastened our pace a little, reaching the apartment building where the two young ladies lived together.
"Why were you two so far away from your place?" I asked as we entered the lobby of the building. Nanaimo trotted next to me, but her expression of curiosity matched mine.
"We like to take long walks," Vanessa replied matter-of-factly. "The entrance you two made when you showed up was quite something, so we went to investigate."
"What did it look like?" I asked, my curiosity piqued by her revelation. Nanaimo showed interest as well, but Makwela kept scratching her behind her ears, causing her to coo softly at the girl's touch. It seemed as though Makwela had been petting the mare the whole way here, and the two of them would occasionally gaze into each other's eyes. I turned my attention to the mare.
"Nanaimo, must you let her pet you like that? I thought you loved me," I opined quizzically.
"Um, I can't help myself, Mike, it feels so good," Nanaimo replied, still leaning into the girl's hand.
"Let's get to our apartment, Muh, we can continue -- whatever it is -- up there," Vanessa stated firmly. Less than a moment later, a loud klaxon sounded three times, the sound almost deafening even inside the building. "We have to hurry," she stated, her words tinged with fear.
"As loud as that is in here, I hate to think of how loud it was outside the building," I observed almost nonchalantly. Vanessa gave me a certain look to indicate our time was very short and pointed to the elevator. We walked fairly quickly to the elevator bank, noticing that there were six elevators, each with a number plate above the doors to indicate which floor each car was on. We were fortunate enough to get a car without waiting much time and Vanessa pushed the button for their floor. As soon as the doors opened for the floor, the klaxon sounded again, twice this time.
"We have no time to waste," she said and quickened her pace down the hallway to their apartment. We followed her, and she opened the apartment using her thumb against a black plate above the door handle. Biometric locks, I shouldn't wonder, I thought as we entered the apartment. Once again I was stunned by how large the apartment was on the inside with regard to the apparent closeness of the doors in the hallway. Once we were inside, she locked the doors, then the klaxon sounded again, even louder, with one long blast. Shortly after that, all the ambient light coming in through the windows seemed to dissipate quite rapidly. Vanessa had turned on the lights inside the apartment, but the windows showed an inky blackness that seemed to swallow all light that went its way. She closed the curtains at the unsettling sight.
"All right, Vanessa, I'm going to have to ask you a bunch of questions about all this stuff that's going on," I averred in a neutral tone of voice, or at least what passed for a neutral tone in my mind. I just hoped it wouldn't be too offensive to ask her like that.
"What do you want to know?" she asked, her smile returning. She involuntarily ran her hands under her breasts, running her fingers from the bottom of each breast up to the sides of each. This display caught my immediate attention, catching me off guard. There was a part of me that thought she was trying to distract me from getting any good information on the place. Her sheer sexiness was impossible to ignore and I found myself entranced by her charms.
"I want to know," I began but once again she distracted my attention by coming over to me and climbing onto my lap and kissing me on my lips. She's determined to keep secrets, I fretted. I knew something was going on but I couldn't ask her directly. I remembered we were going to meet some people who could answer my questions the following morning, so I decided to let Vanessa lead me to whatever pleasure she had in mind for the night. Makwela and Nanaimo had already gone to one of the bedrooms, so Vanessa led me to the other bedroom.
"Makwela and I usually don't sleep in separate beds, but it looks like she has her partner and I have mine!" the thick girl chortled gleefully, pulling what little clothing she was wearing completely off her body, and showing me her full nudity for the first time. The image of her on the payment machine flashed in my mind for a moment and I recalled just how erotic watching her make payments truly was -- and the thought of having sex with her was so arousing that my member reached full tumescence quite quickly. She noticed this, but also noticed how small it was. "Should have had Sharmeequa fix that little problem with you as well," she laughed. "Oh well, you can always lick my honey pot!"
She went over to her bed and laid on her back, her calves and feet dangling off the end, and she presented herself fully to me. "Come on, I don't bite!" she giggled.
"C'mon, pony girl, come with me," Makwela chided, still scratching the brown mare behind an ear. Said mare continued to coo softly at the touch.
"Mmmh, your touch is amazing," Nanaimo noted softly, almost in a purr. She allowed the girl to guide her to one of the bedrooms, then closed the door behind them. She led the mare over to the bed, which was just big enough for the two of them. The girl showed her strength by lifting the mare onto the bed, seemingly almost effortlessly. "Oooh, so strong," the mare said breathily, her tone quite sultry. Makwela grinned at the pony and pulled back the cover, inviting her to sleep under the cover with her.
"Nan, let me cuddle you from behind," Makwela cooed to the mare.
"But, but, I wanna gaze into your eyes, Muh," she replied. The girl giggled at being called her pet name.
"Mmmh, we can take turns doing stuff tonight," the girl chuckled. "But first, let me cuddle you from behind!"
The mare stretched her body out, still not reaching either end with any of her hooves. Makwela climbed in after her, behind her, and pulled the cover over them. The girl then wrapped her left arm around the mare's barrel, hugging her closely from behind. This very cozy arrangement caused both of them to fall asleep very swiftly, the only sound between them being their light, soft, and contented breathing.