“Who is there?” we asked. “Open and you will find out,” came the answer. While we were speaking, the bar fell down of its own accord, the door... flew open and admitted our visitor. She was the selfsame young lady of the covered head who had but a little while before stood by the peasant’s side. “So you thought,” said she, “that you could make a fool of me, did you? I am Quartilla’s handmaid: Quartilla, whose rites you interrupted in the shrine. She has come to the inn, in person, and begs. I did what she wanted, but you have to know that I don't expect you to try to spoil me. I just want a roof over my head and food on a regular basis. I will work to earn everything you get me because I am not lazy." Sandra, finding you means more to me than anything else. I shudder to think what would have happened if you hadn't found me. They would have shipped you back to Sonora because you don't have any papers. I promise you right now, as long as I am alive, you will have anything your heart. This was the most magical event of my life.It so deserved better than that. Our first words should have been so monumental that the universe would stop to hear them. But thank you is what they were and forever will be. ‘my name is Jasmine,I live over the way from you,but you know that don’t you’ The grin on her face was devilish and cute. The blush was back and i lowered my head. ‘here it comes’,I thought and tried to prepare myself for the deluge that was to come. Instead she walked over to me. . good.”Daniela smiled and walked out but, as Sarah noted wryly, not before giving Sarah such a long look of appraisal that it made Sarah shiver and caused her hormones to send urgent messages to the relevant parts of her body. Fully awake now, Sarah eased out of the bath and took one of the deliciously warm scented towels and rubbed herself dry. Her body was glowing pink with the stimulation of the bath, her nipples stood erect, her pupils were dilated and her nostrils flared as she drank in.