Her real name was Dulcinda and she was from the deep back Bayou country. A place so remote and so hidden from civilization that even the birds in the ...ky lost their sense of direction.Dangerous Snake Country.Fearful creatures moved restlessly - a bump in the silver mooned night.Marie was always at home there and several of her hand maidens were also deep Bayou girls.She knew the clan codes insured their virginity and the girls were always eager to serve the legendary Voodoo Queen.In the Bayou,. Their grins remained, but shifted in character. They’d gotten a rise out of him, and they knew it. What angered him more, though, was that they didn’t even really understand why. That they were insulting his mother—foster mother, actually—was bad enough. But this was how they talked about women all the time. There were dozens of other examples of boorishness to be found among his comrades, and those were bad enough. But he’d been raised better than all this. He was fairly sure he could take. About an hour later Sarah drove the car in the parking lot outside of a local bar, she was driving on the gravel bar, and parked the car in the free parking lot stall of the parking lot, she turned the car off, opened the driver side door, got out of the driver-seat, closed the driver-side door, she locked and activated the car alarm, She started walking toward the front entrance of the bar, she opened the door of the bar, and went inside, She was surprised to see a lot of women were inside the. " Now you're talking. Lay it on me, big boy. I'm ready for some hot stuff!"She was back in character again."I'm going to have to find a special name for this alter ego of yours. Ingrid is just too ... well ... decent," he taunted."You need to have a special persona for this naughty lady friend of yours. Something along the lines of ... oh ... say ... Indigo." Dark blue for a dark personality? It might work." Tell me, Indigo. What do you want for your birthday?" What else? I want what all bad.