And you should sell all the men first, and then the women."Kate thought about that for a moments and said, "You are the answer to all my prayers; of c...urse you are right and I'll do it like that next time. But as I said, so, what do we do now?"Continuing with her theme Martha added, "And if the prisoners were a bit more enthusiastic it would help."Kate exploded, "Tell me about how to start setting up a brothel, not about how to run an auction ... Anyway, how would I get the prisoners. Maria became confused as she saw her start to pull her shirt off. Before she could say anything, her purple t-shirt was on the ground and was quickly followed by her white bra.“Olivia, why are you…you getting undressed?” Maria slurred as she asked the question.“I was tired of wearing my bra.” She grabbed two t-shirts and exited the closet. However, instead of handing Maria a shirt, she went into her drawers and pulled out a pair of sweatpants. She tossed her the shirt, which she quickly threw. “Come on nigger, I can play this game all day! Come on out and fight me like a man, so I can send you to fried chicken and watermelon hell! I’m gonna fuck your ass up!”I jerked at that. I closed my eyes and thought of what he said. And what I saw of him as I had opened the door, then jumped across the doorway. I closed my eyes, replaying what I had seen. Slender build, about 5’9”. A face I realized that I knew very well, along with the rest of him.“You say you gonna fuck my ass up, you. I hated seeing myself in the mirror. There was still sleepworn lipstick on my mouth, eyeliner around my eyes, and flakes ofmascara all over my cheeks. The brown wig was a tangled mop. Under the teddy I was as hairless as my wife, and the corsetshowing through the lacy lingerie showed a shape as nice as hers,too. I could barely see a man beneath all that. The haggardwoman in the mirror looked familiar, like my twin sister mighthave if I had one. I felt foolish standing to pee, having to.