By: Daiyu Tang
Disclaimer: This article contains stories of an adult nature. The Hathian Observer is on record as saying that only consensual play is appropriate and that it is always appropriate to ask anyone who might need help whether they do. Respect each other and if public nudity in this article offends you, report it to the HPD, who will probably ensure you get private nudity instead.
It was one of those days in Hathian when you walk down the road and see something that makes you want to stop and find out more. In this case it was the repeat sight of the ‘Nymph’ Sandy as she was being led around town by Hrothgar, the manager of the ‘Dancing Nymph‘ venue down near Black Bottom. Closed for now during the winter months, it is fast nearing a reopening and these little sojourns of Sandy, Trixie and other ‘Nymphs’ are Hrothgar’s way of perhaps drumming up business.
Now it should be said that this isn’t the first time we’ve reported on this. The Observer likes the idea of freedom that the Nymph promotes, in a city where people are so quick to ‘take’, sometimes it is better to give peacefully and enjoy the company of like minded individuals.
So when I was offered the chance to take Sandy around town and shoot a photo-journey of what happened, I agreed… for journalistic interest of course!
Pawn Shop
I first parked Sandy outside the Pawn Shop which has recently been featured for a raid by the HPD where the ‘Vipers’ were dismantled. On the basis most inside the shop was quiet we had no problems setting Sandy down on the bench to pose.
A Bite at the Gein
Next it was over to the Gein burger restaurant, because if I couldn’t pawn Sandy then I was going to see if anyone wanted a bite (and yes, we know the Gein history in the long distant past). Sadly, while we got some good photos, all we encountered was a disguised HPD officer and his potential ‘girlfriend’.
The Gein proved to be a popular location for questions and people wondering what was going on, but while we waited for a Foot Long from the famous menu (and I’m very sad to report that Estelle appears to no longer work there) we observed the street and those that passed by. It did not escape my attention that Sandy was sitting beneath a poster that had the word ‘Nymphomania’ prominently displayed on it!
Car Standing
It used to be the case that journalists tried car standing, but didn’t really get what it was about. Very sadly, the car that they stood on has now moved from the Pawn shop, but we found one much like it outside the Clam, where… considering the name of the store I advised Sandy on her pose…
Now, the problem with finding cars to pose on, is that it can result in people who should know better taking issue with the freedom of expression this artform brings. Also it’s not like the car was a Ferrari or even a BMW… it kinda looked like it had been dragged from the Pawn shop to be honest… and that was confirmed when a rather angry looking Charlie came out and wondered why one naked woman and a journalist was near his car.
I’m not quite sure how Hathian teaches social introductions, but instead of being mildly amused or even interested in Sandy, Charlie offered to stab me for my trouble as a reporter and then smashed part of my camera. However, karma provided when Sandy and her log legs and myself with my small stature managed to flee through an alley while Charlie struggled to follow. Score one for good diets and trim shapes!
Then it got Spicy
So after we escaped from Charlie, or rather we went somewhere that we couldn’t be followed we circled round, gave him a glare from the other end of the street for not being able to take a joke and ended up a while later at the theatre. It was here that I thought I was going to bid goodbye to my Nymph, we had walked around, interacted with the citizens and drummed up some good business. Hopefully Hrothgar would approve… but things didn’t end there and I warn readers the photos below this one are a little more spicy…
After leaving Sandy, but ensuring she was safe, able to escape her ‘bonds’ easily if needed and with a discrete check that she was still comfortable with what was happening I went home, but then in the evening I got a call… Sandy had been moved and now she was near my office…
That’s not what a Lamppost is for!
On arrival I found a gentleman, who, after I confirmed with Sandy that she was ok, was quite keen to explore the extremes of public nudity and display. This is Hathian, I’ve walked people naked past the HPD and had officers get wood, rather than a citation, but you never know, sometimes people can be asses. Anyway, the thrill of perhaps that danger and obviously the display seemed to be working for Sandy and I admit that I perhaps helped the anonymous ‘player’ with his task for a moment, it did make a good picture! You can even expand them with a click…
Well… after taking those pictures, I made sure she was safe again and then, seeing as she was and there was a destination in mind for the ‘couple’ later, I left them to it… but phew. Spicy adventures in Hathian right!
