The way he talked and how he said it just spooked me, you know what I mean?”I nodded and asked. “So what else did he say?”Greg continued “The ...guy told me that the boss’s son was in the hospital paralyzed, or something like that.”“Paralyzed?” I echoed“Yeah, he said the Boss wasn’t happy and needed to talk to you. So tell me the rest of the story.” Greg requested.I told him how scared I was that they were going to beat the shit out of me. I told about the scuffle and that one guy was knocked out.. We had also continued to collect widows and orphans. Many made their way to a village that they knew traded with us and came here with that village, intending to stay.Tuesday December 26, 1848Mr. Chouteau knocked on our window this morning and then met me inside the cave again. I could tell by the look on his face that he was excited about something.“I heard this morning that there was a major gold discovery in California last January,” Chouteau explained. “Actually, I heard about it two months. “I’m sorry,” she whispers, looking back up at him. “I shouldn’t be the one to make you change. I should be the one accepting or getting the fuck out.”With his hand still holding her face, he pulls her to him. His kiss is angry and hard as it is needing and gentle. The suddenness of it takes the woman’s breath away and she can feel the excitement moving through her body. Her legs are now shaking. Her hand returns to his wrist, where she squeezes it hard. She wants him. She hates him. She loves. “So, I've been given a muse?”“Indeed,” Ealaín said.“Are the sexual arts the one Rithi believes I am most skilled at?” I asked, staring at the busty aoi si. She had a glorious body shown off by the shape of her armor, all curves and feminine strength.Aoi si opened her mouth to answer when Zanyia asked, “A muse?”“My inspiration,” I answered. “Rithi sends her demigoddess daughters to inspire a person in one of the arts. She sent me an aoi si. A creature that is the infusion of both male and female.