One night, I thought I had hit the jackpot at the bar when a rough looking Neanderthal man invited me home with him. The problem was that he had erect...le dysfunction and he spent the entire night on his stomach. Although I don’t mind being versatile, from time to time, I am very much a receiver and prefer the passive role in bed. Of course, I never have any objections when a large dose of domination is also thrown in. *Fortunately, my bad luck finally came to an end one wonderful Saturday. He felt the presence of someone in his mind. He heard “Shoot me the Arrow.”Running Wolf had an arrow notched on his bow string... He gave it no thought he raised his bow and fired. He watched as the white man reached out, caught the arrow... lifted his bow notched the arrow and fired. It happened so fast the buck was only able to take three steps before it folded with the arrow in his heart.The voice was back and it said, “Thank you!”The white man never looked back at him... instead he walked. It was the ultimate fear of detection by the ruthless military that made him issue an operational order to engage the survivors and kill the men and take the females hostage. He didn't like doing it because he didn't feel they posed a threat to his band but the alternative would be to allow them to focus military attention in their sector which could be fatal.The raiding party was comprised of the three meanest bikers from the now defunct gang and Deshawn and the recently captured female. He stopped at the gate and waited as the ticket inspector at the barrier checked my ticket and, after wishing me a safe journey, stepped back to allow me to pass. Stopping briefly to open the varnished wooden carriage door for me, he assisted me up the step, then, touching his forehead as I thanked him, he said: “You're welcome, Miss,” and disappeared into the smoke towards the luggage van at the front of the train. The carriage was almost empty and I settled gratefully into the first seat I.