My owners seemed disappointed to have purchased such a stupid ve, but they did not sell me.


    However, they barely acknowledge they owned me. I had one outfit they put me in every day. They


    didn’t even name me. I was just ‘ve’. My Masters did the absolute minimum to care for me.


    They did make sure all my needs were met, though. I was fed and housed.


    Reminding myself of how the life of a ve should work, I focused on being grateful. Really there was


    only one thing the men did that was unpleasant for me.


    My new Masters plucked the hair on my stomach to remove my old Master’s mark. They worked on it


    and kept it plucked daily. Secretly, I was d they didn’t have it removed by the jelly creatures. Even


    after they were done, I could still feel my first Master’s insignia and that made me happy.


    I often wondered what Master Damien had told these men to make them buy me. It was such a strange


    arrangement. ves here were used for sex, not information. We had names and were covered in


    ornamentation.


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    Finally I had the nerve to speak to my friends about it.


    It took a lot of determination for me to face Rose and Fuji with my questions. I was happy my new


    owners never touched me, but I felt theirck of interest in me made me weird. Shrugging off the


    shame of being the only sex ve in thepound not used for sex, I approached my friends.


    “They don’t use me,” I blurted out staring at the sand one afternoon.


    Rose, Fuji, and I were resting beneath arge shade tree. The breeze blew and I yed absently with


    the edge of arge root.


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    Both the other girls were quiet for a moment before Rose spoke. “What do you mean they don’t use


    you?”


    “They don’t use me for sex. It’s not that I want them to, it’s just I feel it’s strange. Have there been other


    ves the Warriors didn’t use for sex?” I finally asked.


    “No,” Fuji said staring at me. “That is why they buy us, Ciara. There is no other use for a ve.


    “They ask me about my home,” I told the girls. “I teach them to speak English. .


    “We’ve noticed you only have the one outfit,” Rose said softly. “It’s getting frayed at the edges, because


    you wear it every day.”


    Fuji spoke next. “Have you made them angry?” she asked. “Is that why they don’t touch you or


    ornament you?”


    “I make them angry all the time,” I huffed. “They ask questions I can’t hope to answer adequately. I


    know they must be smart, they understand things at a level I never have. When I can’t answer


    questions they lock me in the box.”


    I pulled my knees up to my chin and looked at the waves


    “Perhaps they did not really want a ve,” Rose pondered. “They are very intelligent men. My owners


    have gone to them before with problems.


    I think they were just curious about you.”


    “Once the curiosity is gone, I wonder if they will sell you,” Fuji said.


    That idea terrified me, but Fuji had said it with calm indifference.


    “I don’t know,” I answered her still staring out at the waves.


    Being sold again was something I dreaded. I hated the way my fate could be so easily changed and


    altered. If I continued to obsess about it, I would be upset.