Angry flames shot outward. Great clouds of black smoke roiled down the hall toward us. I slammed the door shut and said to her, "Get your boots on and... a heavy coat. Find a head covering. Get back into our bedroom where we slept last night and wait with the door partly open." I grabbed a heavy chair and jammed it tightly against the door under the doorknob.I barely had the chair in place when there came a loud banging at the door. I hurried to the peephole and stared out. Two uniformed police. (WOW)! She wore it as she "freshened-up" a little and put on more perfume. Then she seemed to take forever lighting several candles she had brought to set the mood.....We cuddled and the kisses were long and deep and I could feel her trying hard to get me to enter her. The butterfly turned on and off as I tried to maintain some kind of sanity and make it last while she begged, - and I tried to keep it on low.....I teased as long as I could and then very, very slowly gave her what she wanted.. Three young braves rode close to the Whites and fired off muskets they had captured from somewhere. The shooting was totally inaccurate, but the Indians didn't care—they just wanted the militia to chase them.Shiply's Troop took off after the Indians at a dead run, but John ordered them not to shoot until they got within reasonable range. The chase lasted for about a mile, but, suddenly, the Whites were met head on by a charging gang of Comanches numbering at least 50. They were brandishing. It wouldn't be, until she let him use these handcuffs. She toyed withthen again and again, but they still had the air of both threat and somethingelse. LOVE!.?The days passed.Slowly.Why did she have to wait so long? Was he married? What did he look like? Why is? he not here now,when I need him.? It had occurred to heron many occasions that she had already given herself up to this man, and hadnever even seen him. But she felt that it was right. Felt at ease with it,though with some trepidation..