16
Later, following a series of ouches and ows from Harper as the duct tape was applied, ripped off and reapplied the engineer's new persona was ready.
He had a convincing bust although it looked just a little rigid. Harper jumped. "Aw Tyr, they don't jiggle.
Tyr gave him a black look.
The boy's hair had been flattened and Tyr had styled it to look more feminine.
Harper looked in the mirror. "I look like a girl." He said.
"That was the general idea." Tyr was becoming exasperated with the young man.
Harper shrugged. "Yeah I know, but I look. hot."
17
A little lipstick and eye shadow was applied. Then Harper tried walking in Beka's high-heeled boots. Disaster, his legs wouldn't do what he wanted them to do.
"How do babes do this?" He queried.
Tyr shrugged. "Practice. Remember that you have a different centre of gravity."
"Tyr, how do you know all this? About babes."
Tyr smiled enigmatically. "You do not need to know that, boy. Are you ready to leave the Maru?"
Harper took a deep calming breath. "As ready as I'll ever be."
The engineer and the Nietzschean stepped out of the hatch and into the excited crowd.
18
The women crowded round Tyr and Harper. "Where is he?" One of them asked. Harper looked like a rabbit surrounded by a group of dogs. Tyr answered for him.
"He's not here, this is his twin sister."
"We saw him, he was looking out."
Tyr nudged Harper. "That was me." He shrilled. Fear sharpening his voice.
"You look like him." A large woman thrust her face into Harper's.
Tyr growled, several of the females fainted and were fanned with their banners.
The large woman prodded Harper's bust. "It's him." She squeaked.
Harper froze. Tyr pushed him. "Run, boy," he yelled.
19
Harper raced for the exit, forgetting the high heel problem. Tyr close behind. A horde of enraged women behind Tyr.
Once Tyr was through Harper slammed the doors to the docking bay and fiddled with the lock.
"That should hold them," he said breathlessly. "Now let's go and have some fun."
They walked the busy streets; Harper sniggering at the attention his tight top drew from the rough looking male population.
They were looking in a shop window when Harper jumped and yelped.
"What is wrong. girl?" Tyr remembered just in time.
"That man." Harper pointed. "He pinched my butt."
20
Harper was indignant. He tossed his head at the man, who grinned evilly at him showing uneven, decayed teeth.
"Don't encourage him," Tyr hissed under his breath.
"I'm not." Harper replied through gritted teeth.
The engineer grabbed the Nietzschean's arm. "Come along now, sweetie the children will be wondering where we are."
The bottom pincher took a disappointed step back.
Tyr growled. Harper wasn't sure if it was at the molester or at him.
Once out of sight Tyr removed Harper's hand from his arm.
"Boy, do that again and I will." The look on Harper's face stopped him short.
Later, following a series of ouches and ows from Harper as the duct tape was applied, ripped off and reapplied the engineer's new persona was ready.
He had a convincing bust although it looked just a little rigid. Harper jumped. "Aw Tyr, they don't jiggle.
Tyr gave him a black look.
The boy's hair had been flattened and Tyr had styled it to look more feminine.
Harper looked in the mirror. "I look like a girl." He said.
"That was the general idea." Tyr was becoming exasperated with the young man.
Harper shrugged. "Yeah I know, but I look. hot."
17
A little lipstick and eye shadow was applied. Then Harper tried walking in Beka's high-heeled boots. Disaster, his legs wouldn't do what he wanted them to do.
"How do babes do this?" He queried.
Tyr shrugged. "Practice. Remember that you have a different centre of gravity."
"Tyr, how do you know all this? About babes."
Tyr smiled enigmatically. "You do not need to know that, boy. Are you ready to leave the Maru?"
Harper took a deep calming breath. "As ready as I'll ever be."
The engineer and the Nietzschean stepped out of the hatch and into the excited crowd.
18
The women crowded round Tyr and Harper. "Where is he?" One of them asked. Harper looked like a rabbit surrounded by a group of dogs. Tyr answered for him.
"He's not here, this is his twin sister."
"We saw him, he was looking out."
Tyr nudged Harper. "That was me." He shrilled. Fear sharpening his voice.
"You look like him." A large woman thrust her face into Harper's.
Tyr growled, several of the females fainted and were fanned with their banners.
The large woman prodded Harper's bust. "It's him." She squeaked.
Harper froze. Tyr pushed him. "Run, boy," he yelled.
19
Harper raced for the exit, forgetting the high heel problem. Tyr close behind. A horde of enraged women behind Tyr.
Once Tyr was through Harper slammed the doors to the docking bay and fiddled with the lock.
"That should hold them," he said breathlessly. "Now let's go and have some fun."
They walked the busy streets; Harper sniggering at the attention his tight top drew from the rough looking male population.
They were looking in a shop window when Harper jumped and yelped.
"What is wrong. girl?" Tyr remembered just in time.
"That man." Harper pointed. "He pinched my butt."
20
Harper was indignant. He tossed his head at the man, who grinned evilly at him showing uneven, decayed teeth.
"Don't encourage him," Tyr hissed under his breath.
"I'm not." Harper replied through gritted teeth.
The engineer grabbed the Nietzschean's arm. "Come along now, sweetie the children will be wondering where we are."
The bottom pincher took a disappointed step back.
Tyr growled. Harper wasn't sure if it was at the molester or at him.
Once out of sight Tyr removed Harper's hand from his arm.
"Boy, do that again and I will." The look on Harper's face stopped him short.