Fire Bringer had no trouble in speaking to the Comanches in their own language, and he asked, "Why are you attacking the wagons? They are doing you no...harm."One of the Comanches, probably the leader, said, "They have invaded our land, so they deserve to die." If you continue to attack, I will be forced to take sides against you. Please stop while you can." Ha! Flaming Arrow, you are the youngest, so you may count coup by killing this pest."An Indian urged his horse toward Fire Bringer while. I watched farmland go by the dark, then shifted my gaze down to the girl next to me. As I said, somewhat chubby, but pleasant to check out under the circumstances, there was something kind of sweet about the little bulge of cleavage between her big round breasts, the roll of her tummy, her little chubby fingers with tribal-style rings on each hand, the tattoo on one ankle, the little chubby toes in her flip-flops. From her feet I looked back up at her face-- and her eyes were open, staring at. Guilty. Terrible humans. They would use every statement you made in interrogation. Every scrap of evidence they had found to bury your ass.“You're proud of your incestuous relationship with the women of your family, aren't you?” Ed asked.It was a leading question, but this was cross. He could do that. “Yes.”“You think it's okay,” he asked, sounding like a father reprimanding his some. Authoritarian. Stern. In the right.“I do, yes.”“Even though it's illegal,”“It shouldn't be illegal,” I. "We sat for a while and chatted. She's getting married again. Met a nice guy with grown sons. She's really happy to have found this guy by the sound of it." That's nice," Andrea managed vaguely."Yeah ... I also found out what caused the divorce."Once again, Andrea's full attention was on me and that strange look was back."He was cheating on her. She caught him and took him back twice, but the third strike and he was out. I had no idea he was like that, did you?" No ... no ... of course not. Did.