High Heels

"These are the lower cabins," Vala explained about the platform on which we currently stood. "It's nice, but higher-ranking Caseme is up there."

She pointed to a series of stairs, ladders and vines that lead to even more lofty cabins and structures within the jungle canopy.

"With me," she added, "I hope you clowns are not afraid of heights."

As soon as her little friends darted off, Vala removed the robe to reveal a skintight, see-through bodysuit made of something that looked like rubber.

"Pure Carnipelagian rubber," she confirmed, "I wanted to promote one of our most valuable exports to your perverted audience. Like it?"

Uh huh. Our socks were slinking but not quite knocked off just yet. But close.

Our chat and photoshoot was cut short when the driver of the D Line bus began to carp about Camilisa's trike being in his way.

"Oh, for the love of God, can't you get around me? Sweet mother," exclaimed Camilisa, to the driver, "Are you that shitty of a driver? God help your fucking passengers, you ape. Alright, I'm out of here."

And so were we. -- Deximo Zincavage.

"I'm still pretty much a poor clown girl at heart," says Camilisa, "I still ride the subway, and the buses, but more and more people are coming up to me and wanting to chit chat about water polo. It's flattering and all, but at least now I have some wheels of my own to rip around on. Especially when I'm late for practice!"

Camilisa is just plain smokin' whatever she rides.

"I'd love to tell you that I won it in a poker game, but honestly, it was a gift. Some old Merkan guy donated his car collection to the tribe for some unknown reason and when they were steamed out here, King Lucky thought I should have it. As much as he loved watching me bend over looking for lost subway tokens," deadpans Hollie, "Yeah, I know, pretty sweet. And I didn't even have to suck his cock. Not that I wouldn't have."

"Free plug! Free plug! I'm appearing here at the Roxy on Monday nights this month. See my poster over there? Can you get that in the shot? Oh, never mind, I look like shit in that one. By the way, when does this issue come out?"

"I'm not a poor clown girl anymore," Hollie says, "I once had to scavenge the gutters for subway tokens, but nowadays I get around in this cherry fifty-seven. Until it breaks down. Then I scavenge the gutters for subway tokens until Pete the Bumper Car mechanic can get around to fixing it."

"Your hour of taking my pictures is almost over, Dexmo!"

"Oh, Sweet Mother! I almost dented my baby! Can you give me a hand?"