It came to me thenin a flash. I was the camp concubine, or more precisely the camp whore.Not the only one apparently I saw other women moving among th... men butthey all paled in comparison to my body. My gold bangles and rings were amark of my status, highest of the pleasure slaves, master of women, butstill the plaything of any man who wanted me.I did not lay on the table for long before I was joined by some morecompany, four soldiers, more sober than the last surrounded me. I waslifted onto. We had our drinks and I could sense Joan getting anxious. I spoke to our waiter and ordered some champagne for the room. I said to the three of them, "Let's go up to our room." I'm sure we made an odd grouping going through the lobby to the elevator. Joan and I were used to it. In the elevator Joan gave each of the sailors a quick joyful kiss. We got to the room and Joan pulled all three of them to the couch. I sat in a chair and watched. She smiled at them and reached down and pulled her dress. This is like a godsend for me. I cannot get enough.’ ‘Are you serious? Do you really mean that? I am so glad to hear you say that to me. You have no idea how happy I am.’ ‘Huh? Sorry for asking, but why is that?’ ‘I have been craving?CRAVING for someone who is as immersed into this stuff as I am. I am dying?DYING to actually experience this with someone. Can I please?PLEASE come to meet you?’ ‘?Well?I suppose we could. I mean I see no actual harm in just. Walking back, I saw Edith sitting among the women. I stepped over and squatted down beside her. ‘You looked lonely sitting here.’ I commented. She smiled in my direction. ‘They say the year of firsts is the hardest.’ She paused. ‘You never stop amazing me. Twice you did it today.’ ‘Oh, how’s that?’ ‘Your pitching, for one.’ ‘And the other?’ ‘You and Trish.’ she said as we watched a close play at home plate. ‘Huh?’ ‘She told me about the kiss you stole and agreeing to call today a date.’ I.