All I could do was just stand there. After about an hour or so I heard another man speaking English. One of the cheeky sods actually put a finger into me and moved it round in me. I have other experiences that Jon has told me to document. There were a couple of women there (about my age), they were looking over at us, but neither of them said anything. Not many people at all. The girl and lad were untied and then dragged away – still naked. On top of that Jon had his very important meeting the next day, so he had to leave me there and come back to collect me the day after. All he could understand was a word that sounded like ‘police’. It was pointless trying to squirm as I was held firmly in place. I hope you enjoyed reading the details of our little trip to Morocco. I pretended to be asleep so that I could watch them for a while, but I never saw much.
