Sophie

A red-haired woman stares out with a stern-faced smile. "I'm Sophie, the owner's assistant. How many slaves do you need?" She says mater-of-factly.

"You mean this is not an orphanage?" You ask, somewhat surprised.

"Well, if you want it said differently,... How many girls do you want to adopt?" She replies with an amused look.

"Ahh... just one, about 18 years old..."

"18 years old? We've got a problem with some of the girls. They didn't have birth certificates with them when we got them."

"Is there no way you can tell if they are..."

"Yes! Of course there is." Sophie interrupts again. Turning back inside, she shouts, "Those who have started shaving their pubic hair, form a straight line in front of the receiving room!" She then turns to you, "Why don't you both come inside."

You both follow Sophie as she enters a well-lit room. You see a glass door at the other end, and you realize that the girls standing on the other side are all nude.

"Now, I'll give you a minute to inspect each girl. I'll have them enter the room one at a time. Are you okay with that?" She asks you.

"Yes" you reply automatically.

"But we have some rules before you proceed.

"What are they?" you ask.

"First, you cannot touch the girl!"

"But how am I to inspect her if I can't touch her?"

"Questions later. Second rule: You can request the girl to do anything, but you can't **** her if she does not comply!"

"Ok."

"Third and last rule: The girl is free to touch you! Do you have questions?"

"No, it's clear." You reply.

"Ok," Sophie yells. "First one, come inside."

You turn your head towards the door expectantly.