Some local prostitutes.

With enough cash, you can pay for slaves... and, presuming you act quickly enough, you can probably get the money back. Diseases are a worry, of course, but that's the risk you take by coming to the **** and low.

Of those, only two catch your attention as both attractive and ovulating:

Nutmeg, a pale, low-class street walker with a heavy, nasal accent indicative of Queens. Somehow she's stuck working in the Lower East Side, however, and you can tell she's malnourished enough to not get high and mighty when you ask for what you want. {if Nutmeg_slave = true}Since you already had your way with her, you only see her when/if you allow her to continue working, benefiting from her as her new pimp. Otherwise she waits back home, eager for your attentions. {else@}She tells you her prices honestly and openly, and despite taking a tone of service you can tell she's both professional and proud of it. She says you have to use a condom; you know why, of course, because you only approached her after sensing that she was ovulating. You have faith you'll find a way through that little trifle.{endif}

Chantel was a fake name you weren't expecting to come out of the dark-skinned Pacific Islander you found on the street corner. {if Chantel_slave = true}Of course, she's not here now; your petite beauty waits for you in your home, and unless it's also an act she's taken a liking to Devi. {else@}You're almost worried when you realize she's propositioning you in that meek, terrified way, given that she barely looks of legal age as it is. {if@ Morality < 0}You're not sure if it's an act, but her submissiveness turns you on like it is.{endif} She tells you, in English so broken that you wonder if she just got here, that she'll let you do anything you want for $1,000, revealing a desperation that would doom her sooner or later... so really, weren't you kind of saving her?{endif}