The next day we decided to have a look around the other structures rather than go inside Agron. It was clear that the only way in was if I shaved my mother's taco. She agreed we should spend the day exploring other things but knew that what we really needed to do eventually was go back there.
It was not a big island so we could go round it in a day. It slopped upwards at one end and was rocky around there. No one lived by the beach on the flat side. Brown robed citizens wandered aimlessly around the forest from what I could see from above.
I spied a mushroom and plucked it out from where it was. Man, I was hungry. "Do you think this is edible?" I asked Ashley. she shrugged her shoulders and took it from me. Aligned it with the bright sun in the sky, then she let it drop and skittle down the rubbled slope.
"Let's not find out hotshot."
We had to ask someone. I carried mum down into the forest and we searched for others like us. It was not long before we encountered a few strays; a couple of girls who seemed just as keen to see us. They approached and then stood with hands on hips. We greeted, shook hands and hugged.
"Good morning." Spoke one
Her name was Vespa and she was very tall and skinny. Her robes seemed to be too broad for her but were the right length.
"Good morning."
"This is our 3rd week." She explained sparing a squinty-eyed glance at my mother.
"We got here yesterday." I replied.
"Noobs" The other dark haired Indian one spoke. Her name was Usma.
She had a looser robe and it ran down in a V, exposing the front of her chest, with the side of her tits both clearly visible. There was quite a big gap between them that caught my attention.
"You guys hungry?" Said Vespa.
"Very." Mum replied.
"Everyone has that problem when they arrive here. When you go into Agron, there are two paths right? Take the one that leads to the classrooms. There are canteens along ... What's wrong?"
"We were hoping to avoid the main building today." I explained.
Mum went for an exploratory stroll while I explained the situation. The only thing they needed to know was anything other then the reason why we were here. Still, telling two strangers about pubic hair and razor blades was awkward enough. It just proved, I would do anything to get food.
"Wow! that is pretty weird." Usma said looking at Vespa.
"Yep. That guard was playing you two." She whispered turning around to scan for my mum, who was on her way back.
The girls giggled and told me that Ashley looked more like my sister. They asked for my room number and told me they would smuggle some food out after lunch and bring it to us. They were really nice even if a bit immature and bimbo-esque. I did find Usma quite hot though and she was checking me out when we parted; turning around every so often and waving.
"What did they say?" Mum asked.
"They are going to get us food."
"That is really kind of them. Everyone helps each other around here."
"Brown robes only, and not all of them."
We knew that red robes were higher in class than brown, and so I wondered what other classes existed as we made our way back to our lodge. Ashley seemed to be walking less gingerly now but her ass seemed to pout a little now and again. I held her close and she even asked me to carry her the rest of the way but I laughed and told her she was taking the piss. she laughed cheekily and bumped her hips against mine.
We sat and rested for a while since there was nothing else to do. The shower was running and must have been busy throughout the day. Ashley recollected how naughty Lisa was a child and what she looked like the day she disappeared. We had very few photos of each other, so, I couldn't picture her in my mind like my mother could.
Lisa would be 18 now I reminded myself once again. I do recall what she wore at least -- A pink top with an elephant cartoon bursting out in the middle. She liked to wear colorful things. Down below she had cut off jeans and sneakers. Her hair was always in a bun, but I had seen pigtails on the odd occasion.
Mother said she looked like her, almost exactly; a spitting image. The only difference was she looked younger and had freckles sprinkled around her nose. We don't know where she inherited those from, since our family was freckle free.
I used to call her freak show, but then she would taunt me about my big hands. I could see my mum was crying again but I pretended not to look in case she asked for a tear licking session. It did feel slightly naughty. Mum's had a way of expressing they're friendly desires towards their sons in a way that confused me -- How could my mum want me to lick her face and not find it erotic?
She wanted me to massage her feet all the time and to spend more time with her a lot. I understood I was the only family she had after Lisa was abducted, but she had to understand I was a young, horny cave man, who was at the height of his libido.
I was supposed to be hunting down girls and mating but instead I was stuck at home looking after my lonely mother. We were on this endless adventure to find our missing brethren and it had led us here. To a place that was bringing us closer to each other rather than to what we were looking for.
"If we want to find your sister we will have to do things we don't want to." Mum explained.
"Like swimming?" I joked.
But it was a bad joke. She saved it somehow and reminded me that it was my sister that taught me how to swim. I was afraid but she was brave. She held her nose and dived in once. I just copied her and almost drowned but she brought me up to the surface and called me a wimp. But then she stroked my back and squeezed my hand assuringly. That gave me renewed confidence. She had that ability to make you feel better in between the insults.
There was a knock on the door and I opened it. Our new friends were waiting outside with baskets. They came inside and laid out a blanket, placing the baskets down and preparing it kindly for us. I joined in with my mother and we sat around taking in the beautiful smells. My stomach was telling me this could beat yesterdays shower scene.
"I figured we'd eat together." Vespa explained laying out plates and serviettes.
"Good idea!" Mum replied. "By the way you girls are really sweet."
Vespa blushed, said 'Aw shucks' and then gave my mum a romantic looking hug. Usma kept looking at me as she took out bread from the basket, her robe still very much open at the front. It was a seductive Indian V.
I sat like a king as my plate was filled with bread, cheese, a sausage, scrambled eggs and crispy bacon slices. My mouth was watering as I tucked in. The girls laughed and seemed mesmerized by the way I wolfed it all down. Usma moved closer to me, until her thigh was resting on mine and Vespa had hers firmly rubbing against my mother. They were a very chilled out couple. They explained they were buddies and had joined the Ministry online. They had lots of third party names but recruited through a complicated network of channels. You had to be smart to get in and have a desire for the message, which I didn't ask about because it there was no need to blow our cover. So, they were more intelligent then they appeared. Very cozy too.
"I did not bring any water ..." Vespa began "we were hoping you might want to quench your thirst directly from the stream." Usma finished staring at Vespa who sat adjacent to her.
"Sounds like fun." I burped.
