Nearly three days had past outside my dream created paradise when I was roused from my slumber to the faint and unclear sound of someone calling out m.... I tried to ignore the voice, wanting to remain within my dream, anything to be with him. I suddenly felt someone grip my arms firmly, “Dammit Khelec, Wake Up!” The sudden jerk to my body from the harsh grip completely broke the enchantment spell placed upon me by the dream. As I opened my eyes, my gaze was met by a pair of soft glowing topaz. "Sorry cunt, but we told you to get it all out before you closed the trunk. Now it is too late. Let's go shopping for a nice little bed." Laughed Jeni.With that, they walked away with me standing in just this little see thru nightie and slippers. How could I go into a store like this? I would get arrested for sure and there goes my life, my job, everything. But I couldn't just stand out here in the parking lot either. So, I did what I had to do, I followed them.We walked up to the store and I. I can help you do that."Frank wasn't sure when it happened, but suddenly Brian Martin was turning him, turning him to face his father, and there was something cold and hard beneath his hands. "What are you doing?" Frank demanded, a panicked edge entering his voice as he looked down to see the rifle in his hands. "What are you doing?" Shh. Shh, Frank," Brian insisted. "It'll be okay. I just can't do this for you." Do what?" Frank shouted, but the answer to his question came when he found himself. Black Wolf knew that he had to assume that one of the Mescalero Apaches would be able to follow the trail of the wagons, so he had to mislead any potential trackers as much as he could. Once the wagons were empty, he had them filled with rocks to equal the weight of the goods they had been carrying. He then used the mules to haul the wagons well away from the village before pushing them into a deep gorge and leading the mules back to the village. He hoped that this would be good enough a ruse.