I couldn't walk without showing some signs of my thrashing but I doubted anyone would notice. The cane stripes still showed vividly and indeed looked ...ar worse than the pain from them. These were overlaid on the bruising which formed a purplish background colour.Matty and the girls were all eager to know how I got on and it was Matty that spotted I wasn't walking as easily as I should. "Did you get your botty smacked then?" she laughed."Once or twice," I tried to make light of it hoping that. I had been riding for four days, and I was well out onto the empty plains of Kansas when I ran into my first Indian trouble.I was riding along minding my own business when I heard some gunshots and some weird yelling. I looked around and didn't see anything that could account for the noise, so I sped up to a fast lope, because it sounded like the noise was ahead of me.I topped a small rise and saw the source of the trouble. Three wagons were bunched up and a band of 19 Indians was riding around. Now, we are taking you to the hospitalto get you checked out. If what you say is true then we can go arrest yourstep mother."~~~Olivia and Elliot took him to the hospital. Getting in was quick enough andthe doctor gave him a battery of tests. They X-rayed him and took a bloodsample. The doctor did get a shock when they got his clothes off. What hesaid about being Jason a boy was proven true with the evidence right infront of them. He had a shrunken penis and large breasts and hips. The X-rays. They escorted me to the driveway, where dad was waiting to take us to the small local airport. He unlocked the door to a hangar I hadn't even known we had rented and flipped on the overhead lights.Inside was what probably used to be a small commuter jet. There were subtle differences in appearance to the original. The engines appeared small for the size of the plane, and were close to the body. It looked large enough to seat over a dozen (18 and luggage, I found out later) and they explained.