“Great! Then we are agreed.” The mature woman says. The Dwarf nods. Taking a couple coins as a finder’s fee. Says his goodbyes to the girls and ...s gone.“Why don’t you all strip and we can take stock of where to start you off.” The grey haired woman orders. More of the whores had entered the room to see the new girls.The slaves strip for the small crowd. Standing naked. Judged.“Hmm, a few more dicks than I would have hoped. Then again, the twins are probably worth our deal alone. Let’s get you. "You don't say," she retorted. "Can I help you?" she asked."I'm here about Eric. Wilma couldn't make it." Are you his father?" she asked."No, his uncle. They're divorced, the father lives in Oregon." I was answering questions I hadn't even been asked."Well, this is supposed to be for the parents or legal guardians," she said."I know," I replied, "but Wilma had a little car accident, nothing serious, and asked me to fill in. So here I am." I see," she said. She thought for a moment, then said. "Let's let thatsentence dangle in the air and let the winning bid hear the rest ofthat!" I laughed, and so did the audience...I'm sure it wasn't shocking that I started the bid here at. "FiftyGrand?"Yesterday...'Uliana' woke up. Goddamn helmet. For hours for the last few days thatthing whispered into her head. It wasn't working, in fact, she kepthearing a repeating feed over the words. "ABD wave generator failed,please seek technician to repair...' mixed with this, 'I want to be awoman'. He turned as the luggage from my plane began to slide down the chute."What's wrong baby?" I asked."Nothing," he replied.His answer did not reassure me. It did just the opposite. Whatever was bothering him was serious.That night I took my husband to bed and made love to him hoping this would ameliorate the problem. It did zilch. I think for the first time in our marriage, I felt no love flowing toward me during the act. It was as if he were someplace else.I went to sleep puzzled and unsatisfied..