’ ‘And now…what are we to do now?’ Rawnie asked. ‘We are nothing here, just two women who will be forced to become yet another man’s prope...rty.’ Syeira rose from her seat, moved silently around the vardo’s interior, lighting candles as she did. The scent of wax infused with perfume surrounded the women, blocking out the stench of fuel that had soaked into the wagon’s boards. Syeira sat down beside her sister and took her hand in hers. ‘You are right,’ she whispered, pressing her forehead. I am just a whore to be used. I don't serve, I am owned. I am made to obey. I am less then a slave. I am less then a dog. Please forgive me."--- "It's good to see you understand your place in the world." --- he said smiling. --- "As for the show. My masters have sophisticated taste. They don't care for some common striptease. Even if it's performed by a minor."--- "I assure you, sir. It will match your masters taste." --- she said --- "I will explain everything, as I need some help with the set. I brought my hand to her neck and pulled her towards me. Asha came willingly and our lips met in a warm kiss.I broke the connection for a moment and looked at her. “All those times that I tried asking you out, I always figured you never wanted to have anything to do with me.”“I know,” Asha nearly whispered with her lips close to my face. “I guess I was just bidding my time, wanting to know how serious things would be for me.”“What makes you say so?”“Because for a long time now, I just can’t. .. what about laundry? When did she typically do that? Did it matter what day of the week to her, or was she very flexible about it? Abel was still getting used to what was old hat to Christina. She was very much a suburban soccer mom in many ways, but with the added excitement of being a bit of a freak in bed. Both of these things were new to him in terms of relationships, as was the experience of having a relationship at all.“So, how did you like waking up to your first day in a new house,.