The girl did not understand Amber's Plea, and even if she had, the protest of a new wife would not have mattered. Emma was a confused child who needed to be taught a woman's ways so she could better satisfy her new husband in exchange for his protection. There was an order to things and the complaints of this pale girl were insignificant to change them.<br/><br/>Both woman looked at each other and smiled, remembering fondly when the younger one was like Amber was now, and the older had taught her. Now it was her turn to teach the new girl, an endless cycle that connected all women as sisters, passed down from mother to daughter since the time of the first stories.<br/><br/>By now Amber was almost completely naked. Her wet-torn clothing had been peeled aside and she was striped down to her underwear. The younger woman giggled and licked at Amber's face as she tugged at the straps. What bizarre clothing this white girl wears. How is she to please her man like this?