.. sex. It feels good and all, but it's like... those girls don't even want me to touch them and stuff. They're just using me for bragging rights or w...atever."Amy was watching me intently, and had even raised her head as I spoke. When I finished, she gave me a long look, then let out a half-hearted chuckle."I guess that does sound like them... They gave me the most godforsaken time about being a virgin. Always teasing, always making comments about it. Finally one day Gail came to me and asked. The strict rule of the prison warden was that females chosen to service the troops be used in their soft, fat Western bottoms or their lying non-Asian mouths. Thus, neither the guards nor the prisoners were aware of her still-cherry condition.She had come very close to it on two occasions. Just before making her decision to enter the convent, she had gone to a long-awaited "going away" dance with a young soldier heading overseas to an almost certain death in the jungles of some dangerous. War didn’t seem to be much of a problem, partly because poverty had been nearly wiped out, along with sexual frustrations. The men who ruled seemed to be gracious leaders, and I quickly found myself excited at the prospect of being a king in this world, a harem of concubines at my disposal, with hardly any political difficulties to speak of. The only queens I read about were in lands without a king, where apparently there were no men. Patriarchy was the strict system by which they all lived.. But I'm not a professional builder. I'm stepping through it in my head to make sure I know how this is going to work." Are you sure I shouldn't get a professional?" Relax, okay. Just because I need to think about it, doesn't mean I can't do it. It just means that I have to think about it."By the end of the day the only thing that had been accomplished (that I could see) was that the supports were up. I tried not to say anything since he was paying for it all, but I was starting to get.