“She's very special to me.”“Really?” Kayla said,the smile fading from her face suddenly. “I thought you loved me?”“I do love you, Kayla....I always will.” he told her, kissing her again. “But you're my sister. We can never get married or anything like that. I can marry Mandy.” He paused. “If she'll have me, that is.”“She'll have you.” Kayla told him. “She REALLY likes you. She talks about you all the time. She even told me that she watches you tanning sometimes.”“Really?” he asked, embarrased,. Underneath was a white nylon bra and white nylon panties, styled in a conservative full cut. The rest of her outfit consisted of white socks and athletic walking shoes.Three o’clock came and soon Sarah entered the park. She didn’t notice four boys in their late teens who were loitering near the bus stop, but they noticed her. Sarah knew the park very well. Today her destination was a small clearing about a half-mile from the entrance, where Monarch butterflies tended to gather, their orange. ‘I know that I am surrounded. Come out and face me!’ I yelled. Coming from behind the trees and off the branches a group of women surrounded me. Quickly taking in the situation it was five on one and they looked to be seasoned warriors. Two had bows while the others long daggers. They wore hide skirts and tops that only covered their breast. ‘What is your business with me?’ I asked roughly. ‘We are the Black Leaf amazons. You are now our slave.’ replied the leader. ‘I am sorry but I am my own. She rides that way, because she knows I will be leaving for some while, and she needs all the closeness she can get.”Trudi looked speculatively to where Sarah rode beside Maggie and asked, “And the other beside her, another complication? Except for their builds they look much like sisters - and they act like sisters, too.”“Sister-wives, yes, and I suppose you could call her a complication, too,” Pēteris told her. “She rides with me less frequently – she’s very independent – but it’s a rare.