All I had in the world now was a short nightie, a robe and a pair of high heels. Jacob told me, ? Tonight you won’t have to cook supper Tricia..., I will send out for pizza. Tomorrow you will familiarize yourself with the kitchen and start your cooking duties while Mary and I go shopping for some suitable clothes for you.? I said, Yes sir, thank you sir.? Mary smiled at me and told me, ? You are being so sweet Tricia, I know this has been hard on you, but you are adapting well.? She gave. The Indian contingent with the exception of the original trio of braves with me from the very beginning of our western expedition headed out with typical spread-out fashion to the northern border and I knew they would not stop until they felt a bit safer under the thumb of the mostly unbiased red-coated Mounties. In fact, most of those Mounties had Indian wives, or, females they called their wife because all it took in those days was the inclination and not the ceremony.I wished them all well. In all of our other sessions, she would catch or grab on to me and hold me using just the tips of her fingers, the back of her hand, or by using the backs of her forearms. However today, she was stabilizing me with a flat hand and the inside of her arms, getting closer than ever before. In one of my most difficult transitions, a slow transition from a downward dog to a right leg forward warrior pose, I lost my balance. Donna caught me and kept me from falling over. Her right hand flat to my. “I’m way too sore just now. How about you two?” she asked her sister-wives who were listening raptly.They looked at each other, being careful not to speak together, before Ashley said, “I’m with you, Jas. It’s going to take a while to get used to a steady diet of what’s hanging between his legs.”“Same here,” Christine agreed.Jasmine smiled back. “So, let’s get some breakfast started. I’m hungry for some steak and eggs. How about everyone else? We have plenty of eggs. Diana has seen to that..