Chapter 47: A Spicy Conversation

You wouldn't really know what these women were into, or how they liked to be treated, until you tried. Royphia Village had sold off its fruit, and in the next two days, they'd reshuffle the orchard plots.  For the whole of Royphia Village, those few orchards were the only real source of cash.  A year of migrant labor couldn't compare to the easy, steady money of selling fruit at home.  But the orchards were limited, so most of the able-bodied still chose to leave for work.  The ones left...