Camellia, 17 years old, woke up in another culture and was trained to provide sexual services.
Camellia protested in front of her mistress, who asked her nephew Umar to quench the rebellion.
In front of him stood a beautiful girl, a fresh rose trembling of cold and fear.
Her golden hair flowed, river-like, over her body.
Umar touched her firm breasts, like apples, and signaled for her to get dressed.
Camellia is the same fresh rose.
Umar is still in love.
They now have three grandchildren.