And they were hers to make sacrifice. But her peons didn't realize that yet; Desiree knew that at least. She was pleased by the silence. They were in ...we of her. They were waiting for her next words.So she said them and was pleasantly surprised by the reaction, even as she signalled with her hand four spread fingers to the same gunman, and then over the crowd. "Put her, the cow, in the cumpit with her lover."The crowd of several hundred shifted. There was a drawing of lines. Desiree saw it. We munched our way through a "nutritious" salad (I had asked what a non-nutritious salad might be and gotten my head handed to me). We also had some store-bought sliced ham and seven-grain buns. I was going to ask which seven grains, but thought better of it.She told me that she hadn't felt well in the morning, but that she hadn't vomited. I suggested that this was clearly the onset morning sickness. She agreed."I spoke to Alice, the chief gynecological sister, this morning." And... ?" She said. But when I compared that to being hunted by armies of cops who thought I might be "armed and dangerous," things quickly fell into perspective.I gagged down a little of my fast-food "dinner," but there was no way I could finish or anything close; the stuff's nasty enough hot. I tossed the rest of it as far away from me as I could, I didn't need animals smelling it and nosing around me. Then I spread out my new sleeping bag, put on my vest for extra warmth, and crawled in.You know, sleeping. Rather than speak, I wanted to show her how much I wanted her. I wanted to show who was in charge. Suddenly, I let go of her ass, grabbed her arm tightly and pulled her into the cabin, opening the screen door and letting it slam shut. My actions surprised her. “What are you doing?” she asked, surprised at how aggressive I became, as I pulled her into the bedroom. “Where are you taking me?” I still didn’t speak, but took her to my bed and pushed her down. She was flat on her back. Her kimono.
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