"Looks like they corralled a bunch of Miwoks, to me. It happens all the time in these parts. Slavers raid a village and cart all of 'em off that they ...an. Then they sell 'em for labor to the railroads and mines. Most of them die in a year or less. Plumb pitiful, if'n you ask me."None of Will's group liked it much, and they were mad enough to do something about it. The only problem was that if any of the slavers lived, people would come after the ones who had done the rescuing. Because of that,. But not at the same time.”He guffawed, but then quit smiling. “Has Kit made love to you?”She looked into his eyes. “Only in the same ways you have made love to me.”“There is something yet to be done ... something you have never done before with any man,” he said.She didn’t blush this time. “I am afraid to do that with you. I fear I would be split in two, regardless of what you say about you and my mother. You must have been smaller then. No woman could take what you offer.” She was quite firm. Zithrusa also had lots of spare time, but it was mostly occupied walking along beside the caravan. At night, and in the evenings when water and forage made camping early a good idea in the mind of the Caravan master, she taught herself how to weave silk on a fine little loom John constructed for her. She undid her first few attempts, and had John double the number of threads in the warp, and provide a lever for cinching the weft, and tried again.Her goal was to make cloth which would hold. I never thought I would say this, my dear, but in this particular case, I dont mind sharing you. I know Margaret is a wonderful, kind woman and she is my friend. Shes offered to give you up, entirely, and even to move far away and never to see you, again. But, my God, we havent had this good a sex life since we were first married, and even then, I dont think it could hold a candle to what weve been experiencing, lately. I want more! I love it! she finished, and just sat there looking at me. I.