Table of Contents

Title Page

Copyright Page

Dedication

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

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Morning comes too early for everyone in the house. Jane’s alarm jars Robert from sleep first, and gradually Jane, and then Alexia emerge from their blankets. Robert slips out of bed, going around to turn off the alarm before leaning down to kiss Jane.

“Time to get ready.” He says, before going to the bottom of the bed, reaching under the covers, and tickling Alexia’s feet, causing her to squeal and curl up into a ball.

“Too early for those noises.” Jane grumbles, trying to hide her head under the pillow.

Robert goes to turn on the shower, realizing that the best way to get Alexia moving was to start moving forward without her. A moment later she practically runs into the bathroom.

“Sorry, Master.” She says. “Are you ready for your shower now?”

“Is Jane actually up?” Robert asks.

Alexia pokes her head back out the door, and says. “She’s out of bed.”

“Good, then yes, we can shower now.” Robert says. “Just a shower, we don’t have time for anything else, and you’ve gotten more than your share of attention over the past two days.”

Alexia blushes, remembering the events of those days. “Yes, Master.”

Once the shower is over, Robert heads downstairs. Kissing Lucia good morning, he continues to Jane’s office.

“So what’s the verdict?” Robert asks. “Let me guess: Twenty?”

Jane laughs. “Nothing that bad. Our minimum is six, and maximum is twelve.”

“That’s surprisingly reasonable.” Robert says. “Or maybe you’ve just been hitting me with high numbers so long that my expectations were not realistic.”

“Either way, I’m happy we can just accept it and move onto more important things.” Jane says. “There are a few new orange profiles since we last looked, I’ll look them over, and see if any are worth strong consideration. There is something else we need to discuss first though.”

“That sounds ominous.” Robert says. “What now? Another card class? All women losing citizenship? Nothing would surprise me with these guys.”

“Nothing like that.” Jane reassures him. “But they’ve finalized some of the rules, and posted them. Some of it we already suspected, but now it’s official. Let’s move out to the breakfast table, and at least read it to Lucia, and she can brief the other girls if they aren’t eating with us, or we can go over it all together again when we get home with the new girls.”

Heading out to the kitchen, Jane grabs her old laptop the girls have been using from the couch. “Lucia, we have a few things to go over, if you would join us for breakfast.”

Jane spends a few minutes pulling up the BAA site, and when Lucia finishes bringing out the food, Jane says. “So there are new BAA rules, some of which we expected, and some we didn’t. We may need to adjust things a bit based on these.”

“Let’s just hear them first, and then we can figure out how to adapt.” Robert says. He notices Lucia pull out her phone, and assumes she is taking notes.

“Ok. Lucia, feel free to go over this with the girls whenever they get moving, but we should probably go over it with the new girls as well when we make it home.” Jane says. “First is the ‘birth quota’. Each household is expected to have one birth per year minimum. If you have two in one year, one can credit towards the next, but any extra are just extra. Each yellow, white, and green card is expected to have a minimum of five children total, or one per adult in the home. Once you reach the limit, the yearly ‘quota’ is suspended until and unless you no longer are at your quota.”

“Hang on a second.” Robert says. “That last bit. Does that mean if kids grow up, we have to keep having more? Or is that referring to the household growing?”

“It’s... unclear...” Jane says. “We should probably assume the worst though. So our minimum concubine count is six, which means that with you, me, and Amber, we are at nine. If we have nine, and then they grow up, and don’t leave home, does that mean we suddenly have to start having a kid per year until we have eighteen kids in the house? At some point the math doesn’t work, and it’s just a kid a year no matter what.”

She breathes in for a moment, and continues. “I’m hoping what they mean is that if you add extra concubines, your quota goes up. So if we start with 9 people, and add a concubine next year, our new quota is 10. I suspect they also mean that if you lose a child, you have to replace it...”

“That’s fucked.” Robert says, getting angry.

“I know.” Jane says. “And it doesn’t say it explicitly, but I think we know these people don’t care about feelings, or what is right and wrong.”

“You are certainly right there.” Lucia says, scooting her chair over to hug Robert. Robert puts his arm around her, and asks Jane. “What happens if we don’t meet the quota?”

“The oldest concubine in the house who doesn’t have a child is removed from the home. If she’s over 40, she goes to the labor camps. If she is under 40, she gets sent to a new household.” Jane says. “If the man is proven to be fertile, a replacement concubine is placed in the home. It doesn’t sound like we would be able to pick the replacement, it would just be them shuffling concubines between homes.”

“What if the man isn’t fertile?” Robert asks, dreading the answer.

“All concubines get re-distributed.” Jane says.

Lucia inhales sharply, and haltingly asks. “Is that a possibility?”

Jane shakes her tongue. “We did fertility testing, Robert is fertile, or at least, he was when we tested a few years ago.”

“I’ll feel better when we have one confirmed pregnancy.” Lucia says.

Robert nods in agreement. “Me too. I think we need to start trying with at least two or three girls. Once someone is pregnant, we can stop, of course.”

“Once two are pregnant.” Jane says. “Miscarriages happen, and we don’t want to put ourselves in a bad position.”

“Well, I’m obviously trying.” Lucia says. “And I think Alexia will be willing, knowing how important it is.”

“I’m sure she will.” Jane says. “And if Amber were healthy, I would ask her, but she’s not ready.”

“No, definitely not.” Robert says. “Maybe year two, or three. We still need to build that relationship, and work through her trauma. I know she’s doing well, but I fully expect bumps on the road to recovery.”

“What about Mei?” Lucia asks. “I know you guys don’t really KNOW her, but she may be willing, and at least she isn’t a stranger.”

“Maybe.” Jane says. “We’ll see who we end up with. One of them may volunteer. I don’t plan to ask anyone unless we don’t have volunteers that we feel good about.”

“Agreed.” Robert says. “It’s a big ask, and I don’t want anyone doing it if they aren’t sure, unless we are desperate.”

“Were there other rules we should know about?” Lucia asks.

“Most of it is what we expected. It looks like auctions will happen every evening over the next two weeks, and it did mention a quarterly auction of girls who are being raised in the camps who have recently turned eighteen.” Jane says, and then adds. “It also mentioned auctions happening spontaneously if a man loses the right to his girls, either by infertility, death, or imprisonment.”

“You are not allowed to die.” Lucia says, grabbing Robert’s arm.

“I second that.” Jane says.

“I’ll do my best.” Robert says. “I need to get back to my exercise routine, I haven’t gone for my evening walk since the night this all started.”

“Maybe you can take a few of us with you.” Lucia says.

“Sure.” Robert says. “We can work that out later. Jane, is there anything else we need to know?”

“I don’t think so.” Jane says. “We need to leave within the next thirty minutes, if you want to finish getting ready. Lucia, can you go through the few new profiles, and text the girl’s chat if any of them are worth considering? I need to go get ready, and then we should get going.”

“Girls’ chat?” Robert asks. “How long have you four been talking behind my back?”

“Only since the day they got their phones back.” Jane says with a smile. “Don’t worry, we don’t say bad things. Think of it as a place we can discuss things you don’t want to hear about. Not everything requires your input, after all.”

Robert just shrugs, and gets up to finish getting ready. Giving Jane and Lucia a kiss, he heads upstairs. Stepping into his bedroom, he finds Alexia back in bed. Slipping into bed next to her, he kisses her on the forehead, and says. “Wake up, sleepy. You’ve got a lot of work to do this morning.”

“Want to sleep, Master.” Alexia says, clutching the covers tightly.

“Don’t we all?” Robert says. “You can sleep in tomorrow, if you want. I need you to finish getting the last set of bunk beds assembled, help Lucia with the new pantry shelves, and then get the house tidy before the new girls arrive. All of your chores went undone yesterday, so I’m sure you’ve got lots to do that I don’t even know about.”

“Amber did some of them.” Alexia murmurs, not quite ready to let go of the comforter. “Fifteen more minutes?”

Robert just kisses her on the forehead again, and heads into the closet to start getting dressed. When he is ready, he comes back out, but finds Jane in the bedroom instead of Alexia.

“You managed to get her up?” Robert guesses.

“Sometimes it just requires the right motivation.” Jane says, and shows Robert her phone, which has a picture of Bessie on it. “She really doesn’t want this to be my new phone background.”

Robert laughs. “I’m glad you are on my side.”

“Forever and always.” Jane says, kissing him. “I’ll be ready in five, if you are ready to go.”

“I’m ready.” Robert asks. “Is there something we need to bring? I keep thinking I’m forgetting something.”

“Just our cards.” Jane says. “And payment, but I’ve got that in my purse. I called the bank yesterday to let them know, so we shouldn’t have any issues.”

“What would I do without you?” Robert asks.

“Collapse into nothingness?” Jane asks. “Realistically, you’d struggle, but you’d keep it together for the girls. Lucia would step up, and you’d all figure it out. You don’t have to worry about that though, I’m not going anywhere.” She kisses Robert, and heads into the bathroom to finish getting ready.

Robert heads downstairs to find Alexia and Amber eating leftover pizza while Lucia cleans up the kitchen.

“You just can’t resist pizza, can you?” Robert asks Alexia.

“Nope.” Alexia says, and sticks out her tongue before taking another bite.

“Maybe next time we need to find a Miss Piggy outfit for you.” Robert jokes.

“Ouch.” Alexia says, exaggeratedly acting like she was deeply wounded. “Does Miss Piggy get pizza? If so, I’d prefer that to being Bessie again.”

“Miss piggy gets slop.” Lucia says. “All of the leftovers are mixed up together and thrown into a bowl.”

Alexia looks a little green, and says. “I think we should just make sure there are no next times.”

“Good girl.” Robert says with a laugh, leaning in to give her a kiss on the cheek.

“Lucia, can I trust you to keep this one on task while we are gone?” Robert asks.

“Absolutely, Master.” Lucia says. “Do I get a reward if they do extra well?”

“Maybe.” Robert says. “We can negotiate something when we get home, I’m sure.”

Lucia looks at Alexia. “I hope you are prepared to work hard.”

Amber pipes up. “I can help. Just tell me what you want me to do.”

Lucia smiles at Robert. “I think I’ve got this.”

Robert hears Jane coming down the stairs and gives Lucia a last kiss, and then Amber a quick hug.

“I guess we are taking the van.” Jane says. “It should be big enough for all of the new girls, and the two of us.”

The ride to the auction center is quiet, Robert preoccupied with the list of potential new girls that Lucia has typed up for them. As they pull into the parking lot, Jane looks over at Robert and says. “When we are interviewing the girls, squeeze my leg if you are out on a girl. I’ll do the same for you, if you are the one talking. No point wasting time if someone is an obvious no.”

“Yes, Ma’am.” Robert says, faking a southern accent. Jane just rolls her eyes in response, and they head inside.

At the door they have their cards scanned, and are allowed to pass inside. The inside isn’t quite what they expected. Robert had pictured an open room with women chained up, or in small cages, but it was just a waiting room, with Rosie of all people manning the desk. Jane walks straight to the desk to greet her.

“Hi Rosie!” Jane says. “I didn’t expect to see you here.”

“I go where they tell me.” Rosie laughs. “And apparently for the foreseeable future, it’s going to be this desk on auction days.”

Looking around, Jane sees that the room is empty apart from Rosie and them. “I don’t suppose you can tell me what order the auction is in? We have a family friend we really need to get.”

“What’s her profile number?” Rosie asks, clicking on something on the computer. After Jane provides it, she says. “Oh, she’s in the red card auction. She’ll probably be in the back half, the order is determined by the profile number, which is determined by when she was tested and processed.”

“Thank you.” Jane says with a smile. “That is very helpful.”

“Very welcome.” Rosie says. “If I could just scan his card, I can get you checked in, and you can start the preview.”

Robert steps forward with the card, and she scans it. “Did you already see your allotment numbers?”

“I pulled it up this morning.” Jane says.

“Well, since no one else is here...” Rosie says, keeping an eye on the door. “There is only one other person here with an allotment even close to that.” Rosie turns the monitor just enough for Jane to see the photo on the screen. “Allotment is based on a few factors, but income is the primary one. The other bidders are almost all one to five concubine households, which means income is like thirty percent of yours at most.”

“Which means that this is the only guy who can potentially outbid us.” Jane concludes.

“Basically.” Rosie says. “I didn’t tell you any of that.”

“Any of what?” Jane says. “I can’t quite recall the last few minutes.”

Rosie laughs. “How are the girls?”

“They are great.” Jane says, beaming. “Lucia is already trying to get pregnant, and I suspect Alexia won’t be far behind her, she’s taking a bit of time to decide.”

“They are really lucky to have you two.” Rosie says. “I doubt most people are giving these girls a choice.”

“Forcing someone into motherhood is a bad idea.” Robert responds. “And a great way to make them resent you forever. I want my girls to be happy.”

“Good.” Rosie says. “If you two are ready for the preview, I can take you back real fast, since no one else is here.”

Rosie leads them through the double doors, and down a hallway, before entering a large conference room. On one end is a large group of women, and the other end is set up with tables with chairs on either side. “Most people are going to be interviewing here, but this room has a few offices over there.” Rosie points to the far side of the room. “I’ll talk to the guards, and see if you can use one.”

“Thank you.” Jane says. “One day we need to take you out to dinner to thank you for everything you’ve done for us.”

“Maybe you could invite me over?” Rosie asks. “So I can see Alexia.”

“Definitely.” Jane says. “Do you have my number?”

“He gave me Alexia’s last time he came in.” Rosie says. “If you don’t mind, I’ll ask her to give me yours.”

“I’ll text her in a minute to let her know that it’s ok.” Jane says.

Rosie leads them over to the group of guards watching the women.

“Ron, these are my friends Robert and Jane. Any chance they can use one of the offices to interview some of these ladies?” Rosie asks nicely.

“What’s their allotment?” Ron says. “They wanted us to keep these for the higher allotment households.”

“Six to twelve, so they should be good.” Rosie says.

“Yeah, no doubt.” Ron says. “Feel free to take your pick. If you have specific women you are interested in, we can pull them back for you, otherwise feel free to browse and let us know as you find some you are interested in. You can talk, but no touching.”

“Understood.” Robert says. “Thank you for your help Rosie.”

“Very welcome.” Rosie says. “I’ll see you when the auction is done.”

As Rosie walks away, he sees Jane peeking into the various offices, before waving Robert over. “We are going to take this one.” She says loud enough for Ron to hear, and he gives them a thumbs up, before turning back to watch the women waiting to be auctioned. Putting her purse down in the corner, she asks Robert. “Who do we want to speak to first?”

“Mei.” Robert says. “I’d like to reassure her that we are here, and then we can go in whatever order you want. I’d suggest starting with the orange card possibles, then the orange card maybes, and then the same for the red cards.”

“Sounds good.” Jane says. “Let’s go get Mei.”

Walking out of the office, Jane leads the way to the guards. Letting Ron know Mei’s number, and that she’s a red card. He checks his paperwork, before walking to the far end, and calls out her number. As he does, Jane spots Dee, who unfortunately spots her as well. Dee starts to stand up, and then stops. Jane realizes she is handcuffed to her chair.

“Jane!!!” Dee screams. “Jane!!!”

“Fuck.” Robert says, seeing her for the first time. “Not that bitch.”

Dee is still screaming, trying to move the chair towards them, as the guards turn to look at them. “Friend of yours?”

“No.” Robert says. “She can stay here forever for all I care.”

Jane doesn’t look quite so certain. Turning to Robert, she asks, voice nearly breaking. “Can I at least talk to her?”

“I don’t think it’s a good idea, but if you want to, I’m going to be there.” Robert says. “And I don’t see any way we can take her.”

“Do you want her now, or after the one Ron is getting?” the guard asks.

“After.” Robert says. “Do you want me to go calm her down?”

The guard gestures at the taser at his waist. “I’m assuming you don’t want your wife to see how we would calm her.”

Robert walks towards Dee, and she stops trying to move towards them. “If you can calm yourself down, we will talk to you in a few minutes.” Robert says. “If you don’t, I’ll have Jane go back to the car, and you won’t ever get to talk to her again. Do you understand?”

Dee just nods, hair hiding her face.

“Good.” Robert says. “We have someone else to speak to first, when we are done, you’ll be called next. Think very carefully about what you are going to say.”

Walking back towards Jane, he sees Mei with her, not cuffed like Dee. Ron asks him. “What’s the story with the crazy chick?”

“Mainly that she’s crazy.” Robert says. “I noticed she is cuffed, and the other women aren’t. Has she already given you trouble?”

“Since she got here this morning, it’s been constant.” Ron says. “You couldn’t pay me to take her.”

“She lived with us for a while, when she was getting out of a bad marriage.” Robert tells him. “It was a nightmare.”

Robert sees Jane leading Mei towards the interview room, and tells Ron. “I guess I should get going. You said no touching, but it looks like they are already breaking the rules. Do I need to remind Jane?”

“I can tell they know each other.” Ron says. “Just keep the blinds open, and we should be fine.”

“Thank you.” Robert says, and turns to follow Jane and Mei.

Entering the room, he sees Jane and Mei embracing.

“Are you ok?” Jane asks Mei. “No one is mistreating you?”

“I’m fine.” Mei says. “And so glad to see you. I was terrified you wouldn’t come, and they initially told me I wasn’t going to auction for a while.”

“Hello Mei.” Robert says, and then adds. “We asked them to move you up, so you wouldn’t have to stay here so long.”

Mei turns, and throws her arms around Robert. “Thank you!”

“No one is messing with me, but it’s like being in prison.” Mei says, letting him go. “No freedom, no privacy, and the food is awful. I’m lucky to have you guys. My poor mom and grandparents...” Mei tears up a bit.

“If there was anything we could do for them, we would.” Jane says. “And if there is an opportunity to help them in the future, I hope you know we will.”

“Thank you.” Mei says. “This sounds dumb, but you guys are definitely taking me home today, right?”

“We aren’t leaving this building without you.” Robert says. “We do have to bid on some other women too though, so we’ll have some company.”

“That’s fine.” Mei says. “I’m just relieved to have this experience be over, and to get some decent food.”

“Our girls are going to have lunch ready when we get home.” Jane says. “We are counting on you to add some variety to the menu though, once you get settled in.”

“I’d love to.” Mei says. “I’ve missed cooking.”

“You aren’t coming up until the last part of the auction.” Robert says. “So you’ll have to be patient, but rest assured, we are saving enough money to make sure we get you.”

“Do you know any of the girls out there?” Jane asks.

“Not really.” Mei says. “I have made one friend in here, but she didn’t get pulled for the auction today.”

“You can help me find her profile when we get home.” Jane says. “We need to interview at least a dozen other women. Are you ok with us sending you back so we can move onto them?”

“I’m good now that I know you are here.” Mei says, giving them a smile. “I’m so excited, thank you!!!” Mei hugs them both again, and then steps back, making space for Jane to step out of the office first, followed by Mei and Robert.

Heading up to Ron, Jane asks. “Can we get her next?” gesturing at Dee.

“If you are sure you want her.” Ron says with a laugh. “Are you planning to bid on this one?” he gestures at Mei.

“She’s coming home with us for sure.” Robert says with a smile. “But we knew that when we arrived. Always nice to have easy choices.”

Ron nods, and takes Mei back to her original seat, before stopping to uncuff Dee from the chair. Robert notices that he re-cuffs her hands in front of her before bringing her over. Ron looks at her, and says “No touching either of them. If you do, you get tased. I’ve had more than enough of you today, and it’s still early. Do you understand?”

Dee nods, not looking up, and Robert can see it’s tugging on Jane’s emotions. He leads her back to the room, Ron following with Dee. Stepping inside, Robert gestures for Jane to go around to the far side of the table, and after Ron leads Dee in, he quietly asks. “Do you mind staying just outside the door?”

Ron nods, and says. “I hadn’t planned on going far.”

Leaving the door open, Robert steps around the table to sit next to Jane.

Jane starts to speak, and Robert touches her leg to stop her, and opens up the conversation. “You’ve definitely stepped into some shit here. I’m assuming you want us to bid on you?”

“Please, Jane.” Dee says. “I’ll be so good for you, I’ll do anything you want. I’ve learned my lesson. I’ll do my own laundry, and clean...”

Robert cuts her off. “Our two girls already do the cooking and the cleaning. They are also really nice to both of us. What do you bring to the table that would convince BOTH of us to bring you back into our house?”

Dee pauses, apparently realizing that Jane isn’t the one making this decision. “I’ll give you a blowjob every day. You can even fuck me in the ass occasionally. You can keep me pregnant, you know I have a breeding kink.”

“Just about every girl out there offers that, and they don’t have the relationship baggage you bring. You screwed around on us, tried to drive a wedge between us, and generally made us miserable. I honestly don’t know that you can convince us to allow you to come back to our home, but I’m giving you an opportunity here to come up with something I haven’t thought of.” Robert says.

Dee just sits quietly, clearly trying to get control of her temper.

Jane breathes in deeply, and patiently speaks. “Dee, I still have a soft spot for you, in spite of everything you did. You betrayed our trust, and really hurt me though. Robert is also worried about you being a bad influence on our other girls, and it’s a valid concern. If you came back to the house, you would need to understand you’d be the low girl on the totem pole. You’d have to keep your mouth shut, do exactly what you are told, do the chores you are told, and do them well. One of our current girls would be in charge of you, and if you acted up, you would be punished.”

“I don’t mind a spanking.” Dee says, winking at Jane.

“No spankings this time.” Robert says. “We’ve come up with something different. You’d be painted like a pig, we’d put ears and a tail on you, and you’d be the household pet for a period of time. You’d eat out of a bowl, and be walked outside when you needed to use the bathroom. You’d sleep on the floor. Spanking didn’t work for you, but this might. I’m still waiting for someone to tell me why this time would be different though, and why we should pick you over some girl out there who will be genuinely nice to us?”

“Fuck you!” Dee screams, jumping out of her chair, and trying to come over the table at him. “I fucking hate you!”

Robert pushes the table to knock her off balance, and Ron comes in quickly, grabbing her and dragging her out.

Jane hugs Robert. “Are you ok?” He asks her.

“Yes.” Jane says, taking a deep breath, and then says sadly. “She hasn’t changed.”

“I don’t think she is capable of change right now, honey.” Robert says. “She’s damaged, and she doesn’t want help. Until that changes, she’s always going to be like this.”

“I know.” Jane says. “I hoped that maybe this would have been her wake-up call.”

Robert gives her a kiss, and says. “I know, baby. We need to focus on the other girls though. We still have a lot of interviews to do. Do you need a few minutes before we start the next one?”

As Robert asks this, he sees the first group of other bidders walk in.

Jane notices as well, and shaking her head, says. “No, we should get this done before it gets too busy.”

They decide to ask for Lucia’s classmate Hannah next. They wait in the room for her to arrive. As she walks in the door uncertainly, Jane asks her to sit.

“Your name is Hannah, right?” Jane asks, wanting to make sure they have the right girl.

“Yes. How did you know?” Hannah says.

“One of the girls we already have went to school with you. She suggested we talk to you about joining us. Her name is Lucia Delgado.” Jane explains.

“I remember her.” Hannah says. “I wouldn’t call her a friend, but she is nice.”

Hannah pauses a moment, like she has more to say.

“Feel free to ask us whatever you want.” Jane says. “And if you’d like to ask Lucia questions about us, I can call her and put her on speaker. I know this has to be stressful.”

“It’s not that.” Hannah says. “My boyfriend is supposed to be here, and bid on me.”

“Oh...” Jane says. “Lucia thought you were single. We don’t want to take you away from your man.”

“Thank you.” Hannah says. “I’ll have him come let you know he is here when he arrives, if that is ok. His name is Trevor.”

“Absolutely.” Jane says, and asks hesitantly. “If he doesn’t show up for some reason, do you want us to bid on you?”

“If you win me, would you be willing to allow him to buy me back?” Hannah asks. “And would you expect me to... do things...? I don’t want him to not want me back...”

“We wouldn’t expect anything of you.” Robert says. “We are offering to help, not trying to find a way to get you to cheat on your guy. If we buy you, we would help you make contact with him, and hopefully get back to him.”

“Thank you.” Hannah says, looking relieved. “Then yes, if he doesn’t show up, please bid on me.”

As Hannah walks out, Robert says. “I really hope her boyfriend shows up, and has cash. Buying her and holding onto her until he can redeem her would be a giant pain.”

“Definitely.” Jane says. “The good news is that she is at the very end of the auction.”

“Wait, if her boyfriend is here today, he’s a green card, right?” Robert asks.

“Fuck. Yeah, why hasn’t he claimed her?” Jane asks. “When he shows up, we need to find out what the hell he has been doing since she got detained.”

“Let’s get the next one.” Robert says. “The clock is ticking, and I’d like to get as many interviews in as we can. We probably need to find the bidder Rosie told us about too.”

The next interview is with the teacher. As she is led into the room, she is on the brink of tears.

“Ron, can I give her a hug?” Jane asks. He shrugs and closes the door, giving them a small amount of privacy.

“Hi, my name is Jane.” Jane says, coming around the desk slowly. “This is my husband, Robert. What is your name?”

“Lindsey.” The woman says, sobbing slightly.

“We aren’t here to hurt you, Lindsey.” Jane says. “We just want to talk to you, and at the end, you can tell us if you want us to bid on you. If you say no, we won’t. Can I give you a hug?”

Lindsey nods, and sobs a bit harder as Jane hugs her. After a moment, she hugs her back. Jane gives her a minute, and then pulls back.

Lindsey says. “I’m sorry for crying. I know I’m not making a great first impression.”

“It’s fine.” Jane says, moving her chair around to sit directly across from Lindsey, their knees nearly touching. “I read your profile online, but I just want to make sure the information is accurate. I’m going to ask you some questions, feel free to just nod yes or no if you are struggling to talk.”

Lindsey nods, and Jane continues. “You are a teacher?”

“Elementary school, for the past two years.” Lindsey says. “I was working on my Master’s degree, and then I was going to move up to high school eventually.”

“Ok, that’s great.” Jane says encouragingly. “I know this one is going to be hard, but it says you were married. Is that right?”

Lindsey just nods, tears threatening to burst out. After a moment she says. “He was detained too. Red card.”

“I’m so sorry.” Jane says, rubbing her back. “We generally aren’t bidding on women who were previously married, but we would really like a teacher in the house. Would you like to hear a bit about us, and then you can ask us any questions you have for us?”

Lindsey nods, and Jane tells her a bit about them, and about Lucia, Alexia, and Amber. She tells her about their dream of relocation to a more remote area, and how they would want her to home school any children, to keep them out of the public system and any indoctrination that would happen there. Jane pauses for a moment, and says. “We wouldn’t expect you to be with Robert, if you aren’t comfortable. There are birth quotas though, and at some point it may be necessary in order for the government to let you stay with us. That wouldn’t be for years though.”

Lindsey looks up at Robert, and he nods. “We are going to have lots of women in the house. And the last thing I want is an unwilling or unhappy partner.”

“So, you just want me to teach kids?” Lindsey asks suspiciously.

“When there are kids.” Jane says. “Until then, maybe you can study, and teach any of the other women in the house who are interested in more education. Obviously we would like it if you at least did enough chores so that you aren’t making more work for everyone else, until you start teaching.”

“I can do that.” Lindsey says, tears gone now.

“Do you have any questions for us?” Jane asks. “I’m sorry to rush you, but we have a dozen more women to interview before 10 A.M..”

“No questions.” Lindsey says. “If you are serious, please bid on me. I don’t want these guys to touch me. I wouldn’t be able to live with myself.”

“We’ll do our best to get you.” Jane says, standing up. “Keep your head up, honey. This will all be over soon.”

Before Ron can bring back the vet for her interview, an older man pops his head in the door. “Hello there. I’m your neighbor in the next interview room.”

“Hi. I’m Robert, and this is my wife Jane.” Robert says, standing up and shaking his hand.

“I’m Frank.” The man says. “Is the huge black van outside yours?”

“It is.” Robert says.

“Then you are my competition.” Frank says. “I’m guessing your allotment is around ten?”

“Something like that.” Robert says suspiciously. “And yours is?”

“Same range.” Frank says. “I’m not here to get into a pissing contest. We can bid against each other, and run out of money fast, or we can take a few minutes, and work out how to avoid running up the prices. Why give Uncle Sam any more money than we have to?”

“That sounds very reasonable.” Jane says. “Which girls are interested in?”

Frank pulls out a list. “These are the ones I want. The ones at the top are the ones I’m not really willing to budge on.”

Jane looks at the list, and compares it to the one on her phone. “Let me just compare, and hopefully we can work through any overlap.”

“Ok, so we’ve got four profiles in common. One of the ones on your list is someone we know in person, and I promised her grandmother I’d bring her home with us. We can give you the other three, if you take this one off.” Jane says.

“Which one?” Frank says, and Jane points out the number. “Oh, the Asian girl. I suppose I can let you have her. You aren’t going to bid on the other three at all, right?”

“As long as you don’t bid on Mei.” Jane says. “Mei is last of that group, so we are trusting you to keep your word.”

“There is another Asian girl going up tomorrow. I’ll just bid on her instead.” Frank says. “Nice doing business with you.” Nodding to them both, he walks back out the door, and Ron leads the vet to the door.

“Please, take a seat.” Jane says, gesturing at the chair, before moving hers back around next to Robert.

“I’m sorry, just give us one minute.” Robert asks the vet, who nods. Turning back to Jane, he whispers. “Who the hell did we just give away?”

“The artisan, the Indian nurse, and one of the orange card cute girls.” Jane says. “We probably weren’t getting any of those anyhow, if he was going to bid them up.”

“Ok, just checking.” Robert says. “Sorry about that.” He says to the vet. “I’m Robert, and this is my wife Jane.”

“I’m Taylor.” The woman says nervously. “I’m not sure how this is supposed to go.”

“I’ll ask you a few questions, and then we’ll tell you a bit about us, and then you can ask us any questions you have. Does that sound good?” Jane says. “At the end, you can tell us whether you want us to bid on you. We are only bidding on women that want to come home with us.”

“That sounds good.” Taylor says, and fidgets nervously.

“Your profile says you are a veterinarian?” Jane asks.

“Yes, I worked with my dad at his practice. We specialize in large animals.” Taylor says.

“How long have you been a vet?” Jane asks.

“I finished school about a year ago.” Taylor says. “But I grew up helping him.”

“Excellent. And you are currently single?” Jane asks.

“Yes.” Taylor says, and then adds nervously. “I had a boyfriend in college, but I didn’t have time for relationships after I finished my undergraduate work.”

“That’s good.” Jane says. “Obviously this is a lot harder for women who are being split up from their significant others.”

Taylor nods.