The very thought ensured that Anderson came hard and fast. If Farida did take him up on his offer, Anderson vowed to give her a lesson she would never...forget. He had it all planned with the precision of his university wall planner and, more than anything, he wanted to hear her come. Grabbing a tissue, Anderson wiped himself and threw the used paper in the bin at the side of his bed. Finally, he fell asleep; his mind was filled with expectation, his loins still aflame. The next day, both. After another pause she said quietly that she had never been in the habit of thinking of dates, because from high school through college she had always felt too busy and pressured for much of that -- and she had never felt easy in getting to know people anyway.In fact that was why she was asking, she said. She wanted to cook a dinner for the two of them, because she wanted somebody to talk to. Her old girl-friends were busy right now, and Vince seemed to be a man who could be trusted to be. "You just said no. What about obedience?Asto your husband, from the looks of it, he'll be dead by tomorrow, consideringwhat a fucking dumb bitch he married."A soft "please" was all she could mustered."Listen, Officer Berg will be dropping by tonight. He has a special gift foryou. A videotape of your husband to be exact. If you are nice and obedient,you'll get such gifts every other week, maybe even weekly."Jeannie couldn't believe what she was hearing. Was it really possible forthese people to. It had been lost in battle to the Chiricahuas many years before, and the Mescaleros had never expected to see it again. Otto offered to return it, but Striking Snake refused to take it; he maintained that Otto had earned it properly in battle and deserved to keep it. Besides, Otto had shown himself worthy of such a badge of honor the time he had rescued Striking Snake's grandchildren.The next two weeks were spent in getting reacquainted and generally enjoying each other's company. Running Bear.