He said that he was just patrolling some of the back roads watching for i*****ls and d**g traffickers. The deputy asked what we were doing and I show...d him my state ID and the test equipment and the log book. I told him we had several other stations and he said that if I saw anything out of the ordinary to radio it in and he would come check it out. All the time he and I were talking, I could tell that he was staring at Ginger. His gaze could be felt through his mirrored sunglasses. She had. No matter what she said or did lately, things between her and Douglas, just did not turn out the way she had dreamed they would. She was way past the point of being upset, she was now angry.She was mad, for letting herself fall in love again. When she knew she had not even given her heart time to heal. God, she was doing the same damn thing she did, when her first marriage failed. She met a man while still married. Then, fell in love with him for all the wrong reasons. She wanted to crawl. "Have you been to a man's bed before?" I asked, stroking her hair."Only my master's," she said, and I could see the hatred for what she'd been forced to do. Well, none would force her here. It didn't look likely to be necessary."Men are such brutes," I said, my hand resting lightly upon her thigh. "Would it not be better if the delicate sex were to have... well, another sex just as delicate as itself?" It would be better to be free of either if one did not wish it," she said, shrinking away. I didn’t forget him, he’s just in a different situation.Enna and Katriana had to support Voss coming back to our little courtyard, though. He got too tired to walking unassisted about two thirds of the way, and made jokes about how this was payback for Enna standing on his shoulders in the catacombs that one time. You wouldn’t have known he was weak by the time dinner got served, though. We were served two roast chickens, steamed vegetables and fresh bread, and Voss ate most of a roast chicken.