He was good looking, but not handsome or cute or anything. He sort of looked like he could be the extra eastern European in any bad movie or tv show. ...ould be good looking from afar, but really nothing sexy or remarkable, but not unappealing in any way either, though I must admit, his face isn’t what I remember most. He had bulky arms and a round chest, a worker’s body with undefined muscles which indicated real strength. I guessed him to be late 20’s, though he was only 22. As I checked him. I was not going to be caught here in the past without a good painkiller, and some anti-biotics. I also invested in a book that described in detail how to make medicines. That was the most important book I had, I think.All in all, I was pleased with my last trip. I also brought back several food items and some candy that I liked. I would have to eat it slowly, but I had discipline and could make it last a good long while.I had bought a ditty bag, of all things, from the mercantile. What he was. “I guess that means you’re not a slut.” I smiled. She smiled back, her hands feeling their way up, down and around, exploring the contours of my hot, throbbing pole. “Mmmmmm, it’s SO big and hard.” She said eagerly.I groaned loudly as she wrapped her palm around my helmet and squeezed gently.“Is that good?” She asked.“Fuck yeah…” I breathed heavily.She slid herself backwards, opening her legs a little wider. “Do you want to feel my cunt?” “God, yeah!” I breathed excitedly. I paused briefly,. " One of your subjects will consider himself most fortunate, Master," came the inscrutable reply.Three days later David got the message that Fatima and the Princess Zubeydeh wanted to see him.'If she knows that quickly, it means she's having her period and therefore not pregnant. Good!' thought David and he sent no reply. They could wait.In the afternoon he wandered into the harem and went into his mother's suite where he found her sitting in a summer frock eating fresh fruit. Since the harem.