The next morning after John left for work, Sam and I had a long talk about things."I'm not sure I can do this Becky. I mean... I feel terrible about l...ing to John like I am..." I know. I laid in bed last night and questioned my plan. You know what? We need to look at this as we are saving a life. We are saving John's life. From himself. If that requires a few lies here and there and some acting too, then so be it. I love my husband Sam... I want him to be happy at some point after I'm. The nudity and sexual humiliations that so often happened here were thought not suitable for children, notwithstanding the exception that had been made for punishment day.As I got inside I saw that there were reserved seats up close to the auction platform for the sellers and the serious buyers. Behind this roped off area was a more general seating area mostly filled by gawkers and voyeurs. These were, for the most part, people who had not the means to buy a slave but enjoyed coming here as. And once was all I took him. He cleaned the floor there, too. I like your outfit, Cee. It looks great on you."Carrie beamed and pirouetted. She had a sweater on top and she looked absolutely delectable. I was wearing wet jeans and sweat shirt. I did not look delectable."I'm going to change out of these wet clothes," I said. "I'm pretty sure they are frozen to me." Call if you need help," Carrie said. Then she apologized to Kasey."Yeah, that is a pretty gross thought," Kasey agreed. "Old folks. Still, it's hard to complain too much. Since your arrival, you've been accepted and given a home--no (well, a few, naturally) questions asked. And yet you can't help but feel useless. You never had much technological savvy to begin with, and now...it'd be like a 17th century tavern owner waking up in YOUR era, trying to figure out what a light switch is--let alone how electricity works.Once you get back to Earth, things might be a bit easier. While you doubt interest in 20th and 21st century.