The riders had also expressed some sympathy for the bandits, and typically tried not to kill anyone unless they had to.Some time later, they finally a...rived at Tensia, and the riders went back outwards to find more caravans to protect. The city of Tensia was wet. And soggy. There were large puddles of water everywhere. Vennoa sometimes enjoyed the feeling of raindrops hitting her skin, but this was too much. It felt almost as if there was so much water that it was floating in the air.Come to. " They're called 'Native Americans' now." Political correctness. Pah! Where will that take the world? Start questioning the order of things and all hell will be let loose. All that fanciful talk of independence for the colonies and universal enfranchisement. Isn't it enough that women can vote, provided they are of sufficient status? Isn't it enough that the natives can have a say in the government of their territories?" Oh, Yves! Stop with the politics. You know how much it bores me. But that. ...blouse after blouse...dress after dress. The bra was on, then it was off. The cut of the dress determining the underwear she wore...or didn't. Sylvia had her bending over in short skirts..checking what was passable lengthwise....and what might be classed as obscene. She put some of each, aside....Mmm. By five o'clock they were both laden with bags. All Joyce's. She had spent in total, two months mortgage money, but, she didn't care a fuck. She paid on the joint credit card. Gary had. Mind if I look?”I walked over and smiled. They had been working on a sketch of the house, with elevations.“That’s pretty cool,” I said.“Hey Steve,” Jeremiah said, offering his hand. “Jackie did most of the work, showing me how to do it.”We shook hands.“Don’t sell yourself short - you sketch better freehand than I do,” Jackie said. “You just need to learn all the technical stuff. I can draw really well with the T-square and stencils, but your freehand stuff is amazing.”“Sounds like you two had a.