She also had not donned her light corset and that was very unusual.How could he do such a foolish thing? He knew about the trains. He knew. She closed...her eyes. Oh, Robert, Robert, how could you? She shuddered again involuntarily, put both hands on the dresser top and leaned forward until her forehead touched the cool looking glass. Then she stood up straight, smoothed down her cotton dress and faced another day as her older son padded into her room rubbing his eyes.In mid-morning Caroline. ..the conversation gets quite heated and he really upsets his girl at which point i tell him he should go to bed...then escort him to his room which is in another part of the building..after making sure he is settled I stay up for a couple more drinks while my ex comforts the other girl, in the end I leave them to it and head off to bed... dont know how long after but i'm sort of semi awakened bu noises and giggling in the bedroom but i dont stir... then someone gets into the bed..still i dont. The memory of the bills on the dresser... and the fact that Tim obviously didn't want to get an ordinary job just then... and why should he get an ordinary job, she thought, completely reversing her bitter feelings of the previous evening... he's an artist!The whole story took only a few seconds to tell, but she felt as though she had been speaking for ages when finally she fell silent, waiting for some reaction from Tim. She did not have to wait long."NO!" he said rising and standing. It was only a couple of hours later that she was dragged out of the cage and an abaya was dropped over her head. Another journey followed in a van, and then a trip through a house into what appeared to be a small and relatively poorly equipped harem. She looked round the room with its shabby frayed furniture and wall decorations which were badly in need of repainting and hoped this was not to be her new home. She need not have worried, it wasn't to be her home, at least not after the first few.