Twice a day, one of Kelmane’s servants brings food and refills the water bucket I use for washing, and a pitcher of drinking water. I have still not seen Kelmane or left this room since I was brought here against my will. Porn His lips were still very dry and rough, irritating the sensitive skin of my nipple. “And paper!” I demanded, folding my arms over my chest. “Thank you for the paper, but I can do no more for you.” I said. Ardy walked around and stood in front of me. I immediately jumped up and stood at the side of my bed. The servant arrived with a plate and set it down on the table as always. “Nnnnn!” he said, shaking his head. I was worse than a prostitute. I am writing this on the last blank page from the books that were left in my room.
