”I nodded, so excited that I was unable to speak, after all I had only seen the inside of my tower room for a long time, especially when you conside... I had never had any limits to my freedom before.He continued “ If you agree I must fit you with a chastity belt as Sir Imer does not want anyone else to be tempted by your beauty. You must keep the hood up on your habit and you must cast your gaze downwards at all times, not meeting anyone’s eyes. This is because I have told Sir Imer how. But, I've heard nothing in reply." Hm," Mara said, drying her hair. "I suppose he's busy." She was referring to the fact that Omar was 'busy' being the husband of two other women back in Zambia (Omar was Muslim), and the father of nine other c***dren between them! So 'busy' was likely an overstatement! Still, she and Tomas had hoped to remain in some sort of contact with Omar. He had said he wanted to be kept informed of the progress of Mara's pregnancy (though in all honesty, it had never been. She placed the unopened packages on her bed and went to the on-suite to take a shower. Wendy took her time enjoying the way the water played over her ripe breasts, the silky smoothness of a new shower gel she was using. Her hands glided easily over her frame, as did the razor. Nothing really for it to remove but that was always the way, her routine was no fuss, she rarely missed a day. Since there were gifts Wendy spent a little extra time styling her hair, plenty of hair product, almost like. Let me buy you a drink.’ Heidi looked at him incredulously. ‘Now why would I want to do that?’ ‘Maybe there’s something you want to say to me? Get some sort of closure?’ he said hopefully. Heidi stared at him. She did need closure, but she didn’t think that talking to him would bring it, in fact just seeing him brought to the surface emotions and memories that she had been able to bury. Still, it couldn’t hurt to talk to him for a minute. ‘Fine,’ she said, turning around and walking into the.