" Sheila said as she vanished out the door. I just shook my head as I loaded both discs. Looking over everything I decided to work on her emotion prog...ram. It was by far the most complicated and would take the longest to recreate. I had just started when Sheila reappeared with a loaf of bread, a whole ham, and a chicken! I could only stare as she started to slice the meat with her hand as if they were butter! Sheila came to me with several sandwiches then looked at what I was working on.. By the time we were ready to tamp down the earth berm, the light was fading and I could hear the belly rumbles from the men that indicated we'd get no more work out of them that night. So I headed us all back to the main camp.At camp, the cook squad had prepared a good thick stew. There were carrots grown from our garden in there with onions and some pepper and delicious hunks of moo. Cornbread fresh ground from the mill accompanied the stew, along with a good thick beer. I sat at the long. After you left for the tablets from the house, I had menses. So I asked you to return the tablets, which are not useful to me right now.” I asked her what is menses and how you had it? She really stunned to my questions and did not know how to let me know these things. I requested her to let me know the issues. Then she took me to her bed room and made me sit on the chair and she leaned on another chair. Again I asked her to clarify my doubts. After 10 minutes, she tried to convince me that was. Now, is that clear?" Yes," she mumbled."Yes what?" Yes I understand," she snapped."Very well, nine strokes it is then. Three more for lack of respect in your answer, which should have been 'Yes, Master'." But..." But nothing. A slave does not say 'but' to her master. Do you want to continue incur more strokes? I think not. Now, may we continue without further argument?"Very grudgingly, but fearful for her bottom and well aware that he could add as many strokes as he wished, she mumbled, "Yes,.