He was holding something up to his face. He said something to the woman, then held the thing up to her eye. Ana could see her almost bounce with delig...t. She handed the thing back to Miles, then removed her jacket, showing Miles her very revealing red top. She was holding something up to Miles then back to herself, a tape recorder, Ana guessed. Jimmy interrupted Ana’s thoughts. ‘What we need to do, is to load up the cart with the big vines, like this.’ He held up a substantial piece, a couple. “Go and get on all fours and I’ll tell you when ‘I’m’ ready” you tell me and I don’t question why you might not be ready right now. So here I am, on all fours, my flimsy dress hitched up over my hips and my lacy white knickers discarded beside me. The rug beneath me is soft on my knees and I congratulate myself for buying a decent one. “Spread those legs a bit more!” you say from behind me somewhere and why is it that I’m totally compelled to do everything you ask? “Now work a finger into that. The last light of dusk was fading, so the shadowy interior of the tent was difficult to see. She sighed; she’d have preferred to have more light, not only to allow her to admire his lean, archer’s body, but also to be able to watch his face for reactions – to her, to what they were doing – and any indication how he was feeling about it. But despite having access to one of the miraculous little arcane lamps from Soldier’s Peak, she wouldn’t use it. Neither of them wanted to advertise what was. With a sigh, Ione did the same. ‘Maybe he’ll take us to Fort Bridger.’ Tessa whispered, as she looked Night Wolf over thoroughly, a scowl gracing her weary features. ‘That would be nice!’ ‘He’kotoo’êstse!’ He barked at them, frustrated with their unwillingness to comply. The two girls stared at him frightfully, clinging to each other. First, he grabbed Tessa and shoved her up onto the back of the horse. She struggled erratically while he tied her hands around its neck. ‘Let me go!’ She.