I watched from the door as Connie spoke to the five. “Cards please,” she said calmly. Five cards were produced. She scanned them with some device,...then nodded. She looked at the male. “Michael Adams, you have accepted service in the Confederacy. Do you still accept?He nodded.“Speak up please.“I do.”“Thank you.” She turned to the concubines, “Do each of you understand what you are getting into? What you will be accepting if you go with Michael here?”They all nodded.“You are, in effect, his. Mad, he were, like foaming at the mouth, like, an’ spoutin’ off a lot of nonsense I could barely understand, but I got the gist that according to him the lass was his and not Daniel’s, that he had no right takin’ her away from him, then or now. The kids had got us all standin’ up while he ranted and the kids began to cut through the bonds holding our legs, so we could walk. An’ then marched us out of the stall towards the double doors, one by one. But just before that, they dragged poor Mr. She wasn’t wearing a bra. Holding my hand there, she looked me straight in the eyes, leaned over, and kissed me on the mouth.Kat and I had kissed before. In fact, when I was just starting to make out with Katy, my sister had volunteered to help me work on my technique. Thanks to her, Katy had bragged to all her girlfriends what a great kisser I was, and the word got around. Every now and then the girls in her gang would give me a look, and whoever happened to be there would, in unison, lick. Ekaterina is an ethnic Ukrainian whose family is from Russia. She faces too many issues to be accepted in either country. Irena is a Lithuanian of Polish ancestry. She too is marginalized in her own homeland and in the industry. We discriminate here. There are some producers who will not cast a Russian. There are some who won't work with a Polish Lithuanian. The Germans will not cast anyone who is not German, nor will the French cast someone who isn't French. In America, Ekaterina and Irena are.