I remember that earlier that week, the two of us went into the market to buy groceries. Maybe it was quaint, but nearly everything we needed was sold...in the center of town, at the open air market. I was just picking out some tomatoes when I caught a whiff of cigar smoke. I remember waving my hand before my nose, driving the disgusting scent away. I wish I'd turned around instead. On that day, I thought I knew everyone in town. I’d never seen anyone who didn’t greet me with a happy. Hopefully none of the bears would come up to the house. The female's name was Witch, appropriate for a bitch dog. The six puppies all looked healthy snuggled up to Witch's tits. After seeing the new calf and the new puppies, all I could think of was that a new baby would be here around Thanksgiving.As we passed Ben's place on the way to town, we missed picking the man up to join us. I suppose there would be a lot to remind us of him for a long while. His place was busy, though, as we could see. "did you get her?" he asks. I open the back of the van and the struggling naked babe is exposed. "Hell yeah!!!" Alpha screams in exitement. "I got dibbs!" I yell. I wanna have a little fun with her before I rent her. I bend her over a table I made. It had a bar that puts pressure on her back so that she cannot move from a standing doggy style position. It was also short so that her boobs hang off the other side and the table was bolted to the ground. I remove my mask. I want her to know who's. Not that she’d slighted any gifts her lovers might have left her, but that was only fair. A fair day’s pay for a fair day’s work. But it was a totally different thing to be out there, actively selling her snatch. Prostitution in Gomorrah wasn’t quite the same as back home. For a start, there was a lot more of it here. And also, there was none of the approbation associated with it as back home. It was just another way of making a living. Not that there were that many options. You could work in.