At council, many things were discussed, not just Billy Jackson. A minor item on the agenda was a certain white Indian warrior. And what should be done... with him. It was decided that Sun Hair would be sent to the pony riders and taught the ways of the riders. He would become the bond of their mutual friendship.A week later, it was a quiet morning at the Hacienda. The regular calls for first assembly, sick call chow, second assembly, had all happened without incident or disruption. It was a normal. Sometimes I try to engage him in conversa- tion. He either pretends he doesn’t hear me or mumbles something about needing to get to work. Once he came in wearing a nice suit since he had to give some sort of a presentation. I whistled at him and he tuned a deep shade of red and almost ran back to his office. This only encouraged me further. Not too long ago, the company sponsored a picnic for it’s employees. They had rented out a community center near the office. It had. While this was happening I could only gasp and stare at the wall, in too much pain to encourage them; enjoying it far too much to stop them. This scene seemed to go on for an eternity but it was probably only ten minutes, it ended rather abruptly when Mary froze as she saw what Jess, who had got bored of waiting and had went rummaging through the boxes stacked up in the camper van's one tiny cupboard, was holding. As me and John looked over to see what Mary had seen I felt one of those quivers. I could tell he was terribly embarrased, and I felt bad for him. I didn't anticipate that he'd ask his mom to step out, but he that's exactly what he did. She reluctantly agreed and I was left alone without a chaperone. I should have called for a nurse, but I decided to just go ahead and get this over with. After all, the young man was already about to suffer the indignity of having his ass probed by a cute female doctor; no need to ask a stranger to watch! Rushing into a patient's first-ever.