Nude Day dawned bright and sunny as I finished my sonic shower and returned to our bedroom. My Life Mates had been preparing for the ceremonies by adding makeup to their nipples, pubes and buttocks and frisked about the suite in the 0.7 gee environment. It had cost me over a gigacredit for this suite and for them to attend the BodiSculpt Salon in the hotel lobby, but the results were well worth it.
It had been Fadhila's idea to book us into the Lunar Hilton for the holiday and now that we were here we intended to take full advantage of it. She and Kimiko were helping Astrid with her makeup as they giggled and teased each other in their excitement.
I had recently completed my third rejuvenation and my request for certain bodily enhancements had been accomplished with most satisfactory of results. We much preferred physical intimacy to the currently popular intercranial stimulations and the contact of our skins made it all the more exciting.
The door announced that our floater was here to carry us to the city center for the official Nude Day celebration. We snuggled together on the heated seat as we swooped over the towers of Lunar Dome Gamma and down to the Public Square. The crowds were milling about waiting for events to begin when we alighted from our floater. We were apparently the only Life Mate Bonding Family in attendance and still rare enough to draw attention from the onlookers.
Yin and Yang symbols tattooed on our stomachs and lower backs indicated our bond and any advances or proposed liaisons from either sex were not welcome until agreed upon by all of us. The women strutted proudly on elevator heels in vee formation as we made our way to our table, parting the crowd as a cruising Subliner parts the ocean waves. I could not help but to feel pride as I strode behind them, smiling broadly, hearing the murmurs of assent, awe and envy they left in their wake.
Multiple pairings had been declared legal and binding by the Four Planet Government after the unexplained Testosterone Plague of 2048 when men began dying in huge numbers. When it finally ended as mysteriously as it had begun, the ratio of females to males had dropped precipitously to four hundred eighty five to one. Reproduction was not the issue, as there was enough frozen sperm and eggs to populate the planets ten times over. Simply put, women missed the companionship of men and were willing to share the males that remained.
We had reserved a table close to the dais where the ceremonies were to be held and seating ourselves, ordered refreshments from a mekkano and settled back to watch the show. The current humor sensation from Callisto, a reed thin Jovian named Commedia, opened the ceremonies with droll comments about the current goings-on among the delegates to the Four Planet Congress that had everyone roaring with laughter.
She was followed by a band called The New Greasers that specialized in songs of the late twentieth century of a style called Rock and Roll. The women enjoyed it, but I thought it was rather discordant in comparison to a mellowphon ensemble playing selections from Kurosawas interpretation of Beethoven, but I applauded politely nonetheless.
The domes administrator approached the dais next with words of welcome from her and her subordinates, inviting us to enjoy ourselves as holos of fireworks blazed above our heads. More entertainment followed, but we were already discussing how to spend our day.
Astrid suggested a stroll along Armstrong Boulevard to window shop, Kimiko wanted to ride the swingwings and Fadhila was interested in a holosafari. They all began caressing and kissing me pleading to make their suggestion my first choice.
I'm always flattered and conflicted when they do this as I love them all dearly and hate to disappoint any of them. To this day I am still in awe that of all their eligible suitors, they chose me to be their Man. I finally decided first to window shop, then ride the swingwings, then experience the holosafari. Astrid hugged me while the others pouted, but it was all in fun.
To be honest, I chose window shopping because I wanted us to be seen by everyone on the Day. Fahila and Astrid's ebony and ivory and Kimiko's saffron skins could (and did) stop traffic wherever we went, even when clothed. When we were first Joined they had decided on similar body mods and we loved to play a sex game where I was blindfolded and had to guess who it was by touch before I could fuck them.
As we moved two by two down the slidewalk, I took the lead and the women took turns being my companion. The dome merchant's holos vied coarsely for the passerby's attention until the racket became quite wearying, so we stopped at a Central Asia bistro for some silence and refreshment.
