The Indians rode slowly, limited by the speed that their captive could walk, so we had no trouble keeping up with them. Our main concern was the hope ...that we would not meet any people coming from the other direction, since we didn't want to spook the Comanches.We had ridden for about four hours, and the White woman captive was staggering, she was so tired. I am sure that it was not out of concern for the captive, but the Indians decided to stop. Two Indians staked the woman out on the ground on. Even I knew enough to know that it had certainly been de-certified.I liked the space but I had no idea how I could use it. I was all about creating downtown housing units and the former retail building just didn't look as though it would fly as one of those."Kate, I'm gonna be honest. I love the radio building, but I have no use for the Sears building that I can see right now. Do you have any ideas?" I asked."Actually I do," she said."Let's hear it," I suggested."Have you ever heard of Simmons. " She chuckled, "so you must be on hand to correct it at a moment's notice!" "I know, but sometimes, with work and his school and sports, it's so inconvenient to bring him to the basement!" Pamela sipped her drink, and smiled, nodding. "You know, I hadthat problem too last year when he changed schools. My job andhis location and schedule made impromptu correction almost impossiblein my home dungeon. And when he came home for weekends or holidaynaturally he was usually on his best. Stephanie continued. "But there's more, and I want you to understandthis because we need your help making sure Loren will be accepted byeveryone." Sure, I'd love to help."Stephanie ran her tongue over her lips. "Here's the thing. Loren hasreally embraced the role of being submissive. In fact, it's gotten tothe point that I can't honestly think of the last decision he made forus?" She looked at Loren, but he shrugged his shoulders."Ok," Kathleen said."In that regard, I have some papers.