Otherwise we were ready to continue our trip. Mr. Bridger came out to see the wagon train today and I used the time he was here to pick his brain abou... where the best land was in the Willamette Valley. He recommended that we look around the Siuslaw or Umpqua Rivers for the best farmland. If we wanted to ranch he recommended we look around the Klamath River and find a small valley that we could fence in.We made love and this time didn't worry about either the noise or who was making it... July. . and even less brain, and he's already way over his head and starting to sink. Suited me fine.In short, that promotion was still going to be mine anytime I wanted it and no amount of extra brown-nosing was going to improve that. If I thought that working no overtime at all would improve my marriage I'd just cut my hours and resign myself to remaining a Shift Leader indefinitely. It wasn't like we really needed the extra money anyway. There really are more important things in life than money,. Making things up to satisfy their paranoid fantasies? I wondered what sort of diabolical tools she would be able to employ, the technology she would be able to use, the power she had. Involuntarily, I scrabbled away from her, the floor smooth and soft beneath me. I was still staring at her in terror when she spoke for the first time, quietly, and in Lingala."I'm really sorry about the wait and the stuff you've been through in the past few weeks, we should have got you out earlier" she said,. "I stood frozen in fear. Munna came near me and started moving his fingers sensuously on my lips uttering in a whispering voice, "You have lips like petals of flowers. Why did you marry this old man? He is not fit for a young beauty queen like you."As his fingers explored my lips, he pushed one inside my mouth. I kept my eyes shut in shame and was thinking how humiliating it was for Rajeev and how can I face my husband after such disgrace.Munna's touch was creating a repulsion in me as if some.