Maggie looked in the rear view mirror again.
Yes, there were 3 men, very, very nude men standing beside the road looking at her car. They were not even that bad looking, well with the exception of the one which kept bending over as if to start crawl on out-stretched arms and legs. The long haired one was particularly appealing. Her eyes strayed south and she had to remind herself that- at this point anyway- sex was out of the question. She looked at them and they looked at her.
Time passed and finally when it was clear they were not going to come to her, she put the Geo in gear and backed down the road to where they stood. She rolled down the window and made herself look up at the three men. They looked back with something like curious surprise painting their faces.
"Hi" She said in what she hoped was her most airy voice- it was more a squeak.
The long haired one looked back and moved his mouth but no words came out. The thin one took one look at her chest and then glared down at his and burst into tears. Then froze in place as the tears slid down his cheeks before throwing his hands to his face to rub at the wetness then his look of sadness turned to revulsion at the wetness on his hands and then he tried to vomit- well his mouth opened and he made the sound that some people make like when they're about to vomit. Nothing came out, at least. He turned away and collapsed in the grass mumbling something like "end me."
The other man- also attractive but not as much as the long haired one shook his head in disgust. He looked at the long haired man and then pointed at their companion. The long haired man shrugged then stopped and shrugged again as if he had just learned how to shrug, did the shrug a few more times before kneeling down next to the crying man. He placed a reassuring hand on the other mans shoulder and said something weird- another language or something but it didn't sound like any words she had ever heard before.
She gave her best smile at the remaining man.
"Where you fellers from?"
There was a long pause. The man considered her as if he were chewing each word carefully.
"Where- uhm, where are your clothes?"
More silence. Maggie was starting to reconsider her choices despite the view of these leanly muscled men.
Perhaps she should get moving? Go home like any sane person would.
"From far away. We are lost. We know not where to go now." Yep, that's what the naked man said to her on the side of the road at 3:30 am in the morning.
"How did you get here?" She said looking around for something, anything that would make this make sense. "Did you get robbed?"
"Does not matter- we need help, will you help us?" The man said instead.
Help? Oh crap! That meant exactly what she had hoped then dreaded then hoped he would say. Yes, she was certifiable.
Her defense was a light laugh. Stupid, I am going to end up dead- just you wait and see. Shut up and drive you idiot!
"Okay, I can help, just hop in and we can go to the police or something."
Oh God- she was so stupid, what was she doing? Why couldn't she just shut up.
Then the man considered her car for a long time. Well a few minutes- it seemed like a long time. Finally he shrugged and shook his head. He obviously thought this was a bad idea.
"How do we go?" He asked suddenly.
She blinked. What the hell, everyone knew how to get into a car- right? They had cars all over the world- right? Well she thought they did- how did she know. The farthrest she had ever been was Atlanta.
Before she knew what she was doing, Maggie had opened her car door and jogged around the car to open the passenger doors. She stood back.
The man walked around to where she stood and pointed at the seat. She nodded. He looked at the other two and made a weird noise, then stopped and then tried something else that amounted to blowing air out his nose, sighed and looked at her with- pity. Yes, pity it had to be pity.
"Kymat?" he said finally.
The long haired man stood up and dragged the crying man to his feet. The two men came around the car to join them. Kimat looked at the car and shrugged.
"You have to climb in somehow." the man said.
Kimat looked at the man puzzled then looked down at his body and moved his arms and legs as if trying to figure out how to bend in the right direction. The other man sighed and looked at her.
"(some kind of noise) you show him?" he said.
They all looked at her. Maggie rolled her eyes- why me God, why me?
When she looked back the three naked men were looking up. She snapped her fingers at them. What followed was like a really dumb movie sequence. The men all tried to mimic her snapping and failed. She almost rolled her eyes again, struggled not to laugh and succeeded. Then she climbed into the passenger seat as plainly as possible, buckled her seat belt and looked at them. Kimat and the crying man looked from her to the "normal" one and waited.
Maggie got out and gestured to them.
"Walker?" Kimat said.
The one called Walker nodded and then he followed her display by climbing into the car and buckling up. The other two waited until Walker was in before they attempted the back seat. Kimat made it after 2 attempts. He seemed to struggle to get his legs to bend right and finally succeeded. The other man was much, much worse. First he got in upside down- if that was even possible- she struggled to stop from giggling,
After that failed, he tried to get in backwards and by that she thought he was trying to bend in directions that no human being could bend. She decided that the thin one who the other two called Fig-bowl must be autistic. He did finally fit and she climbed back in the drivers seat after closing all the doors.
It seemed like it took an hour- it might have, but then she looked at the clock on the dash and it was only 4:16 am.
So what do you do with 3 very nekkid men at 4 in the morning in Crossville, Tennessee?
Get them clothes.
Of course, that meant Walmart.
"So, where are your clothes?" she asked again.
Yes, there were 3 men, very, very nude men standing beside the road looking at her car. They were not even that bad looking, well with the exception of the one which kept bending over as if to start crawl on out-stretched arms and legs. The long haired one was particularly appealing. Her eyes strayed south and she had to remind herself that- at this point anyway- sex was out of the question. She looked at them and they looked at her.
Time passed and finally when it was clear they were not going to come to her, she put the Geo in gear and backed down the road to where they stood. She rolled down the window and made herself look up at the three men. They looked back with something like curious surprise painting their faces.
"Hi" She said in what she hoped was her most airy voice- it was more a squeak.
The long haired one looked back and moved his mouth but no words came out. The thin one took one look at her chest and then glared down at his and burst into tears. Then froze in place as the tears slid down his cheeks before throwing his hands to his face to rub at the wetness then his look of sadness turned to revulsion at the wetness on his hands and then he tried to vomit- well his mouth opened and he made the sound that some people make like when they're about to vomit. Nothing came out, at least. He turned away and collapsed in the grass mumbling something like "end me."
The other man- also attractive but not as much as the long haired one shook his head in disgust. He looked at the long haired man and then pointed at their companion. The long haired man shrugged then stopped and shrugged again as if he had just learned how to shrug, did the shrug a few more times before kneeling down next to the crying man. He placed a reassuring hand on the other mans shoulder and said something weird- another language or something but it didn't sound like any words she had ever heard before.
She gave her best smile at the remaining man.
"Where you fellers from?"
There was a long pause. The man considered her as if he were chewing each word carefully.
"Where- uhm, where are your clothes?"
More silence. Maggie was starting to reconsider her choices despite the view of these leanly muscled men.
Perhaps she should get moving? Go home like any sane person would.
"From far away. We are lost. We know not where to go now." Yep, that's what the naked man said to her on the side of the road at 3:30 am in the morning.
"How did you get here?" She said looking around for something, anything that would make this make sense. "Did you get robbed?"
"Does not matter- we need help, will you help us?" The man said instead.
Help? Oh crap! That meant exactly what she had hoped then dreaded then hoped he would say. Yes, she was certifiable.
Her defense was a light laugh. Stupid, I am going to end up dead- just you wait and see. Shut up and drive you idiot!
"Okay, I can help, just hop in and we can go to the police or something."
Oh God- she was so stupid, what was she doing? Why couldn't she just shut up.
Then the man considered her car for a long time. Well a few minutes- it seemed like a long time. Finally he shrugged and shook his head. He obviously thought this was a bad idea.
"How do we go?" He asked suddenly.
She blinked. What the hell, everyone knew how to get into a car- right? They had cars all over the world- right? Well she thought they did- how did she know. The farthrest she had ever been was Atlanta.
Before she knew what she was doing, Maggie had opened her car door and jogged around the car to open the passenger doors. She stood back.
The man walked around to where she stood and pointed at the seat. She nodded. He looked at the other two and made a weird noise, then stopped and then tried something else that amounted to blowing air out his nose, sighed and looked at her with- pity. Yes, pity it had to be pity.
"Kymat?" he said finally.
The long haired man stood up and dragged the crying man to his feet. The two men came around the car to join them. Kimat looked at the car and shrugged.
"You have to climb in somehow." the man said.
Kimat looked at the man puzzled then looked down at his body and moved his arms and legs as if trying to figure out how to bend in the right direction. The other man sighed and looked at her.
"(some kind of noise) you show him?" he said.
They all looked at her. Maggie rolled her eyes- why me God, why me?
When she looked back the three naked men were looking up. She snapped her fingers at them. What followed was like a really dumb movie sequence. The men all tried to mimic her snapping and failed. She almost rolled her eyes again, struggled not to laugh and succeeded. Then she climbed into the passenger seat as plainly as possible, buckled her seat belt and looked at them. Kimat and the crying man looked from her to the "normal" one and waited.
Maggie got out and gestured to them.
"Walker?" Kimat said.
The one called Walker nodded and then he followed her display by climbing into the car and buckling up. The other two waited until Walker was in before they attempted the back seat. Kimat made it after 2 attempts. He seemed to struggle to get his legs to bend right and finally succeeded. The other man was much, much worse. First he got in upside down- if that was even possible- she struggled to stop from giggling,
After that failed, he tried to get in backwards and by that she thought he was trying to bend in directions that no human being could bend. She decided that the thin one who the other two called Fig-bowl must be autistic. He did finally fit and she climbed back in the drivers seat after closing all the doors.
It seemed like it took an hour- it might have, but then she looked at the clock on the dash and it was only 4:16 am.
So what do you do with 3 very nekkid men at 4 in the morning in Crossville, Tennessee?
Get them clothes.
Of course, that meant Walmart.
"So, where are your clothes?" she asked again.
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