I’m moved into the centre of the bed and turned onto my back, I moan in frustration as I was enjoying the feeling of two pairs of hands on my legs a...nd arse and I’m even more disappointed when no-one puts a hand on me. I hear whispering and try to listen to what is being said but it is too quiet for me to hear. I lie wondering what is going to happen next, and I nearly moan out loud when I feel a hand yet again on my thigh. This time the touch isn’t as gentle but just as pleasurable. Instead of. “She is skinny and white.She will only be trouble.”“I have no woman yet,” said Sees Long Distance simply. “It is tradition to keep women taken in battle.”“The white eyes do not let us do that any longer,” said Water Man, unhappy that he had to say so.“She is mine,” said Sees Long Distance stubbornly.“Then you are responsible for her,” said Water man with a sigh. This would cause trouble too, but maybe, given the chance to think about it, Sees Long Distance would realize that and let the girl. With an appreciative smile on his face, Clark headed for the rack on the far wall where Bruce had already retrieved his own jacket. As he did, Claire reached into her purse and withdrew a number of large denomination bills, thinking as she did that the boys’ cuts had cost more than twice what she’d remembered her Dad’s and Brian’s costing.Cash in hand, Claire stepped toward the old fashioned register where Adrianna was writing up a receipt on an equally old time billing pad. Tearing off the top. My throat kind of clogged up down there in the dark."Damn," Billy Beckwith said. "Alex Beall was wrong, and he ain't wrong about people very often. Come on back up here." They might'a heard us coming," I said as I mounted the narrow treads."I reckon," Beckwith admitted. "Let's get out of here. Take that feller down and lock him in one of them cells."On High Street again, Beckwith looked around. "We need to get out of the cold and think about what to do next," he said, mostly to himself I think..