She and Lotfi agreed that he would take charge. Her head was spinning and his English was making it easier to communicate in her short gasping breaths as the baby(ies)? started pressing on her organs.
She would be left to the tent and he would be responsible for cleaning up the mess. Two of the guides who had worked with her father had completed a translation that said the cruse ended at birth. Now completely nude walking was incredibly difficulty but they showed her the utmost respect. Her huge pregnancy had distorted her beauty that she had in the first place.
A belly that was now so big that it extended out in front of her and sagged covering her groin. Stretch marks and blue veins criss-crossed her stomach. Her only clothes were bandages around her breasts, soaked with milk and sweat she ripped it off leaving herself completely nude.