Several days earlier, she’d been kidnapped by the man whom her parents had forced her to marry almost four years ago. He’d grabbed her from the Ar...zona State University Parking lot and brought her blindfolded to this isolated area. Since she was in a Navajo Hogan she assumed she was somewhere on the Navajo Indian Reservation (in her Indian Studies Class she’d learned the structural differences between a hogan and the wickiup of her people, the White Mountain Apache).For what seemed like days. ”“Do you enjoy being with girls?”“It was fun, but I would rather be with boys. I would rather play around with a dick than a pussy.”“I don’t know if I should ask you this questions, but again, you won’t get in any trouble,” said Kari. “Have you played around with Kate?”“A little bit,” replied Kathy. “Remember when Kate went on a date with Kelly.” Kari said she did. “Before she had Kelly come to our house for the sleepover, she asked me how to lick a pussy, so I explained how. Then, she licked. I guess I should give you some time to adjust." That would be nice. Also, could I have some clothes?" I have a room prepared for you, come."Not feeling like I had a lot of choices, I took his hand, and let himlead me upstairs to a room that looked like something out of a gothicromance - lace, satin, candles, everything a girl would want, if shegrew up on fairy tales. The bed itself was huge, and had four posts ofornately carved wood that supported a canopy which had a white lacecurtain that. "Was she nice?" Susan asked."Very nice," Arlie said."So, how'd it go? Did you have a good time?" Dan wanted to know."We had a pleasant evening. No stress. It was ... fine." Fine?" Susan said, mimicking Arlie's tone perfectly. "That's all we're gonna get? It was 'fine?'" We got along great, okay? She's a real nice woman. What do you want? Did I kiss her goodnight? No, of course not. People in my generation don't do that." Don't kiss? Really? How old are you, Grandpa Stone, sir?" You know what I.