31 WE CONTINUE OUR WAY SOUTHWARD


It was the heat of the afternoon. The sun was high. "On your back," I told her. She lay down, and I took her. Then I put her on her stomach, and untied her hands from behind her back. Then I put her on her back and retied her hands, wrists crossed, before her body, holding them in place, at her belly, with a loop of strap. "On your feet," I told her, "and face again southwards."

"Why have you tied my hands in this fashion?" she asked, her back to me.

"Because you are beautiful," I said.

"I see," she said.

"Begin moving," I told her.

"Yes, Master," she said.


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