Since the dawn of time, one word above all others has struck terror in every heart across Arabia – Sebayah! Captured, tortured, used for pleasure and then dumped in the desert for the birds to pick their bones, the Sebayah can never know peace. There was once a time when the Sebayah were a spoil of war, today it is a thriving industry. This story, told to the author in a discrete back street coffee house in Dubai is not for the faint at heart. Sally Fielding, originally from Bounds Green, Middlesex is still on the run, her young body looks like it has been through a meat grinder. This is for Sally and the countless thousands just like her – The Sebayah!