Daniel smiled.  "Yes a coin box.  Another one of the quaint things from ancient times.  Slaves are not allowed to touch money.  Again do not ask me why, for I have no real answer and I doubt that there is anyone alive today that could tell you the original reason why.  You will probably find that there are many odd customs here on Gor.  From what I have learned there are a number of our cultures from Earth here.  All usually conform to the normal way of life here, but some have their own customs from their cultures.  We have American Indians, Eskamos, those of Turkish decent, Cosacks  and of course Greek and Persian.  There are probably others but I have not heard about them yet. "   When she asked him about missing Earth.  "No I don't miss it.  Here life has more meaning and excitement then Earth ever could hold, in its present state."<br/><br/>He ate the food which was indeed good.  Something of a stir fry which he had not had for some time.  She had done well with the cooking.  Now he would find out if she would learn from the Slave Ellen about how to be a Pleasure Slave and the language of Gor.  He sat there on the cushions and ate.  Sipping some paga.  From her place by the fireplace Sasha looked over at them her head on her front paws.  Daniel could not but chuckle.  She did look like a huge house cat.  She seemed to be enjoying having a place like the quarters.  Perhaps it reminded her of a cave or something, a place where she could sleep and be safe.<br/><br/>Once they ate he had her take the dishes to the kitchen and clean them.  It was now going to be her job to cook and clean.  Help keep her busy during the day along with her lessons and taking Sasha to the Gate.  It was getting late and he had to be up and at the Tarn Tower in the morning so he could start his shift of patrols.  He removed his sword and placed it with his shield and helmet in the bed chamber by the bed.  "Come we have an early day tomorrow."  he told her.