I was unprepared for the cold and wind. Winter clothing was more expensive than I could afford. In its place I bought wool blankets and canvas tarps. ... sewed together long blanket shirts and leggings, as well as a couple canvas anoraks than went almost to the ground. I did manage to buy a pair of winter snow-pack boots with replacement felt liners. With all this and home-made mittens I did pretty well for myself.The darkness in my home almost drove me to despair. I had bought a kerosene lantern. She showed me everything she knew. She even told me that, before she came to work for Grandad, she had been a High-Priced Call Girl, and explained what that was, and what she had to do. She said that the only reason she quit, was, that there were so many 18 and 19 year old girls giving it away for free, that she couldn't make a living at it, anymore. If it wasn't for that, she would have STILL been selling her pussy. She said it was like going on a date, and the guy knew you were going to let. After three tries he discovered she understood some English and said to her, "You will have to be whipped for attacking my assistant. If you carry on misbehaving, I will carry on whipping you, but I am certain we neither of us want that. No matter how you have been treated anywhere else, you are now in the harem of His Magnificence, the Emir Mahmoud Abdullah, may he live for ever, and here you will be treated well. In return you are expected to behave well."As soon as the gag was removed she. The nipples were now swollen to over twice their size, turning a dark red. He felt her body flinch each time the tack snapped over it, his fingers reaching out farther to make sure she could not escape them. "Do you like this?" His fingers grabbed each nipple, multiple tacks pushing into her nipples, small droplets of blood appearing. He felt her trying to shake free, tightening his grip, the tacks pushing in deeper. "Hold still, yes, that's a good girl." He felt her body surrender allowing him.