Gabriella held a bottle of beer in her hand and she was amused by the way the people accosted the free women on the street. “How funny huh?” She c...uckled as she sipped the beer vividly. “What?” James asked leaning beside her on their car they’d ride in. she turned to him in laughter… “Men…You always run behind the ladies huh?” She teased with a chuckle that denoted drunkenness. “Well, not every man runs after women. Some men…real men attract women.” James replied. “That’s how you see it…We. "Alright, it is really no skin off my nose, but I want the money up front and you must sign this", she said handing him a type written sheet of A4 paper. She added, "It is an agreement saying you want me to do this and absolves me from responsibility if you suffer any injuries". He was so nervous in her presence he quickly signed it and handed it back together with the sum they had agreed."O.K. David, strip down to your underpants and go and lie face up on the bench, time is money let's get. “I have looked into the population figures already, for background data. The UK has traditionally had a surplus of women, showing up right from the first census in 1801. Societies existed during the 19th century to help women emigrate to the colonies, so there was little pressure towards polygyny, but I agree that war losses in the early 20thcentury left many young women bereft of husband or boyfriend.”“Was there not some reference to polygamy being allowed in Europe’s past, Fiona?”“Yes, but. Surprised, I looked down and saw that it was a dog collar, one of those black leather ones with little pointed metal studs all over it and a surprisingly delicate silver buckle."Put it on," the voice from the doorway said roughly. My mind went blank. The idea was too much to comprehend and I couldn't even begin to process it. Uncle Mitch wanted me to put on a dog collar?It was pretty late at night, and I really shouldn't have even been up. Probably wouldn't have been, but Dad and Mom were on.