Feeling way too euphoric about it, we went with them to give the manager a massive tip for the "good job". Acer, Biff, Drexel and Nico were clearly unhappy. When all the staff and the manager wanted to take pictures for their promotion, I declined. It would not be right to keep pushing it. Because this had not gone their way, I let them also get their ears pierced. I sat in the tattoo parlor with them to ensure that they did not get ripped off. It went well. It seemed that they were really pleased with the results. I was not too sure about the eyebrow or the under the lip piercings. It was not my place to stop them. Connor was pretty upset. He had been thinking of a couple of studs on the ears. It was not for him. Connor thought that people like that were like the delinquents we had to fight off periodically. He was someone that broke the mold, but he did not need to modify his body in order to do it. In some ways, it was even more impressive to me. He was a normal guy. He just happened to be an omega. Just by him being himself, he fought against the whole system that wanted to hold them all down.
It would be bad if we had forgotten Lucy. She was our best friend when we first arrived in the city. With the extra money, we spent a good portion of it to support her. She ranked up from sixth to fourth. It was not just us doing it. I could see that it was a bit of a whisper campaign. She started out at ninth. When she started getting called up to serve, people wanted to know what was so good about her. After it was revealed that I was a beta and Connor was a pregnant omega, we had even more allure. Lucy had some sort of sway on us. Usually for the beta hosts or hostesses, that would just be sex. Omega males could not be able to have sex with a beta female. At least, that was the popular opinion of the city. It was still common for omegas to be castrated in the city. The progressive nature of the city only meant that they needed to be a productive member of society. They had to work to support their households to afford housing and the bills. Why would someone most likely castrated pay for sex with a woman? The mystery deepened. People wanted to figure it out. So they went to Lucy.
Going to her every Friday, we brought the children with us. Because Lucy was so important to us, we asked her to be the godparent of Acer, Biff, Drexel and Nico. There was no one else that I wanted to be in that role. She was very touched we would do that and accepted. It was good for them to have a female perspective of things that was totally acclimated with city life. I knew that the kids would ask to go see her other days she was at work. If one of us was able to take them, we would. Lucy loved doting on them. Other hosts were annoyed, but we paid the same rates for the children to get in as if the were any adult. When she saw the dyed hair and the piercings, she was confused. "Are you guys going to be omegas like Conner?" she asked. It was a rather feminine color choice. Acer, Biff, Drexel and Nico all bristled at the honest question. They loved Connor. No one wanted to be an omega. They got to tell her the story of what happened. All of them were filled with outrage. Lucy just nodded her head at the appropriate points to make them feel heard. A big trade skill. Lucy agreed.
