sold.
Erin bit her lip. “I guess I need to ask them about that. I’m happy with my life. The men are kind to me and the pleasure…” She blushed, not finishing her sentence. “But I wouldn’t want to see my daughter sold to anyone. She’s a human being, and people aren’t meant to be sold.”
April nodded. “It’s weird, because slavery has been outlawed in this country for almost five hundred years, but no one is really saying anything about the auctions for young virgins.”
Erin sighed. “My auction was a good thing, but I can see where it wouldn’t be for everyone.”
“Tell me about your men.” She leaned back on the couch and waited for Erin to begin her story.
As Erin told her about the four of them, she kept looking toward the door to see if anyone was coming. “First is Travis. He’s the one that brought me today. His right arm is robotic, and it freaked me out at first, but now I don’t think anything about it. He’s the one I’m actually married to.”
“He’s the one that was roommates with my Bill in college then.”
“Yes, I think so.” Erin looked down at her hands. “The others are more difficult to define. Austin…well, he’s always on the phone, because he’s a real estate agent, and he calls me ‘sugar pussy.’”
April covered her giggle before it escaped, but the amusement on her face was obvious to Erin. “That’s terrible.”
Erin shook her head. “It’s really embarrassing when he does it in front of other people. I mean, sure, the other men know I’m having sex with him, but how rude can you get?” She curled up on the couch with her legs under her. “And then there’s Cody. He almost never talks. He’s a professional basketball player. I didn’t even know it was possible to play a game for a living. Did you?”
“I only know because one of my men, John, was a professional football player. Isn’t it weird? And apparently they get paid a ton of money for playing games for a living.” She shook her head as if the whole thing were beyond her understanding.
“Right! Well, he doesn’t talk much. He just grabs me and expects me to spread my legs. I mean, he’s okay, but I wish I at least knew something about him!”
“Have you tried asking?” April asked logically.
“Well, no.”
“Ask him about his childhood. His years in college. His answers will help you.”
Erin nodded. “I probably should.” She leaned back and shook her head. “The last one? His name is Bo, but he makes me call him Luigi.”
April’s eyes widened. “Why does he want you to call him Luigi?”
“Because he’s insane? I don’t know! He invented this video game that has been a video game for hundreds of years. It’s called Mario. Every time I go to his room, he makes me dress up as someone called Princess Peach. It’s demoralizing! I have to wear this long pink dress and a tiara. He puts on a green shirt, overalls, and a green baseball cap. And then he makes me keep the clothes on the whole time we…you know.”
April giggled wildly. “He does sound a bit on the crazy side.”
“You can laugh, but what if his insanity is hereditary? I don’t want my children to act that way!”
“What about when it’s all of them? Does he expect you to dress up then?”
Erin shook her head, blushing. “We’ve only done that once, though. Last night was the first time ever.”
“I’ll bet you’re sore today,” April said knowingly. “Until you get used to having them all at once like that, you really get sore for a day or two afterward.”
“I noticed.”
Erin turned her head, listening. “I think one of your girls is awake.”
April jumped up and hurried into the room, pulling one of the babies from her bed. “This one is Rebekkah.” She handed the baby off to Erin who held her close. “Would you change her diaper? Rahab is waking up too.”
Erin went to the changing table and efficiently changed the baby’s diaper, cooing to her all the while. When she
Erin bit her lip. “I guess I need to ask them about that. I’m happy with my life. The men are kind to me and the pleasure…” She blushed, not finishing her sentence. “But I wouldn’t want to see my daughter sold to anyone. She’s a human being, and people aren’t meant to be sold.”
April nodded. “It’s weird, because slavery has been outlawed in this country for almost five hundred years, but no one is really saying anything about the auctions for young virgins.”
Erin sighed. “My auction was a good thing, but I can see where it wouldn’t be for everyone.”
“Tell me about your men.” She leaned back on the couch and waited for Erin to begin her story.
As Erin told her about the four of them, she kept looking toward the door to see if anyone was coming. “First is Travis. He’s the one that brought me today. His right arm is robotic, and it freaked me out at first, but now I don’t think anything about it. He’s the one I’m actually married to.”
“He’s the one that was roommates with my Bill in college then.”
“Yes, I think so.” Erin looked down at her hands. “The others are more difficult to define. Austin…well, he’s always on the phone, because he’s a real estate agent, and he calls me ‘sugar pussy.’”
April covered her giggle before it escaped, but the amusement on her face was obvious to Erin. “That’s terrible.”
Erin shook her head. “It’s really embarrassing when he does it in front of other people. I mean, sure, the other men know I’m having sex with him, but how rude can you get?” She curled up on the couch with her legs under her. “And then there’s Cody. He almost never talks. He’s a professional basketball player. I didn’t even know it was possible to play a game for a living. Did you?”
“I only know because one of my men, John, was a professional football player. Isn’t it weird? And apparently they get paid a ton of money for playing games for a living.” She shook her head as if the whole thing were beyond her understanding.
“Right! Well, he doesn’t talk much. He just grabs me and expects me to spread my legs. I mean, he’s okay, but I wish I at least knew something about him!”
“Have you tried asking?” April asked logically.
“Well, no.”
“Ask him about his childhood. His years in college. His answers will help you.”
Erin nodded. “I probably should.” She leaned back and shook her head. “The last one? His name is Bo, but he makes me call him Luigi.”
April’s eyes widened. “Why does he want you to call him Luigi?”
“Because he’s insane? I don’t know! He invented this video game that has been a video game for hundreds of years. It’s called Mario. Every time I go to his room, he makes me dress up as someone called Princess Peach. It’s demoralizing! I have to wear this long pink dress and a tiara. He puts on a green shirt, overalls, and a green baseball cap. And then he makes me keep the clothes on the whole time we…you know.”
April giggled wildly. “He does sound a bit on the crazy side.”
“You can laugh, but what if his insanity is hereditary? I don’t want my children to act that way!”
“What about when it’s all of them? Does he expect you to dress up then?”
Erin shook her head, blushing. “We’ve only done that once, though. Last night was the first time ever.”
“I’ll bet you’re sore today,” April said knowingly. “Until you get used to having them all at once like that, you really get sore for a day or two afterward.”
“I noticed.”
Erin turned her head, listening. “I think one of your girls is awake.”
April jumped up and hurried into the room, pulling one of the babies from her bed. “This one is Rebekkah.” She handed the baby off to Erin who held her close. “Would you change her diaper? Rahab is waking up too.”
Erin went to the changing table and efficiently changed the baby’s diaper, cooing to her all the while. When she
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