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Chapter 21

    “Ah,” sighed Master Evan watching my face, “there is the terror I have be ustomed to. I much


    prefer the humor, though. Brothers,” he addressed the group, “we take Ciara to market today and find


    something it likes. It preformed well for us on its first day. These ves from Earth enjoy gifts. I say we


    give it one!”


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    I couldn’t stop myself, me and my big mouth, “Why do you call me ‘it’? I’m a she, Master Evan!”


    “Perhaps on Earth you were a she. There you could bear the young of a male of your species. Here


    you are an it. You will not breed with us, no matter what hole we use,” he finished and took a drink and


    then offered me the cup; I knew better than to refuse.


    I was stunned I would never be pregnant. My mother had sworn I’d be knocked up within the year. Boy,


    wouldn’t she have been surprised. I started to get sad thinking I would never see her again, but the


    discussion at the table got my attention.


    “Ciara will need ornamentation when we leave it with the Keepers,”


    Master Bane noted. “Although I quite enjoy having it bare to us. I did not believe I would enjoy looking


    on the ve. I was wrong.”


    I blushed furiously when all the men agreed I was pleasant to Look on.


    No one had ever called me pretty before, much less stated they wanted to have me walk around


    naked. I looked at the floor and tried to think of a reason why I should wear clothes.


    “My breasts will sag without support, Masters,” I muttered to the floor.


    It was the truth, they wererge. Without reinforcement they would start to look Like those women in


    National Geographic.


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    Master Damien cupped a breast and ran a thumb over the nipple, which responded to him immediately.


    “They will not act as they did on your. The pull of weight is different here. Still for a ve with


    such attributes, there is something we could purchase to help them stand out.”


    The group murmured appreciation and it was settled, we were going to market.


    I knelt on a pad in a small room filled with hanging clothes as the men dressed around me. They talked


    and Laughed as they fitted themselves with white linen shirts and brown leather pants. Each of them


    had several sets of boots and they seemed to pick out the nicer pairs to wear.


    I recognized the symbol they each pulled across their chests. Thick leather criss crossed them and a


    metal breast te held a replica of the mark I carried everywhere. I wondered if the intricate design had


    meaning past the simple exnation they had given me.


    From a cab inside the room they pulled out weapons. Each of them took out a wicked looking sword


    and put it in a scabbard at their waist. Master Christof also had several small knives that he ced in


    the small of his back. Master Bane carried short knives in holders that strapped tightly around his


    thighs. They each were armed like they were going to battle.


    I wondered what I would wear. They never addressed the issue. The men just finished and directed me


    to the door that led out of their rooms.


    I stood naked and shocked as they opened the door.


    “I can’t go outside without clothes, Masters,” I said hoping someone would appreciate I had pointed it


    out.


    “You have no need for clothes, Ciara,” Master Damien patiently exined. “We are going to purchase


    ornamentation for you. Come, we must leave.”


    “Like this,” I shrieked. “I can’t go out like this. Everyone can’t see me like this. I’m, I’m…”


    They looked baffled by my refusal to step out the door. Tears started down my face again. I couldn’t


    bear the shame of my nudity being disyed.


    “Ciara, I do not care that the other Warriors look upon you. They will not touch you as long as you


    follow our rules. We will shield you from the eyes of the greedy shopkeepers with a cover. There is no


    reason for all this fuss,” Master Damien said Looking exasperated.


    “No I pleaded, “I can’t walk outside naked! Please dress me in something. “A shirt, Master Damien,” I


    begged, “please, just give me a shirt.”
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