1797

The racketeer of humans became quite taken by me and decided to keep me for himself. He did not want me for sex but for various duties in his villa, so I cleaned, cooked, cared for animals and stayed there for a good twenty-five years. Of course, I remained young looking till the very end, and to their great consternation. He was warned by a wise woman that I was accursed and that my presence would bring upon his household death and misfortune. He did not want to kill me because he was fond of me and in his way had come to love me, so he put me up for sale again, and this time I fell into the hands, and bed, of Levi the Pharisee...