The horse led her straight through a small town, right along the main street. She noticed that the townfolk were looking angrily at her and felt grave...ly threatened for the first time in her travels. Thus far, something about her had ensured that she had not been subjected to serious violence, despite the disapproval many obviously felt for her nudity. She had never lost a kind of innocence in her demeanour, and this artless charm, together with the air of authority appropriate to her high and. Then she turned to Jeff and said, "I'm sorry, my darling. Really I am. You know me and know I don't usually hurt people's feelings. But darling, this man is just so utterly ridiculous, I can't even keep a straight face."Jeff shrugged and said, "Well, Mr. Jenkins, I guess that about does it. Thank you for your hospitality. We'll be leaving now." But the money!" Jenkins wailed. "What will we do?" Try the National Endowment for the Arts?" Susan suggested blithely. "Of course it's significantly. That should have been a clue, I guess, but not having had much experience prior to our marriage, I guess I was too naïve and accepting of things. So, you can see that my life has been pretty mundane for quite a few years, and because of the relationship with my husband, I never thought much about sex and thought that this kind of relationship was just the norm for folks of our age. When Bob left me, I looked for some work for a while, but at my age, I was unsuccessful in getting any. I did not. Tree Nose chewed her lip. "We need adrummer."Three fey filed up the steps and outside. They each grabbed deadwood.They clapped them together.Yara twirled this way and that. Then she whirled.And whacked solidly into a stave that Tree Nose held. Tree Nose whirled.Yara matched her. They struck high and low. Each ended up landing blowson the other.It hurt.It also felt good.Yara could work with that. They 'danced' until Yara felt exhausted."You're weak," Tree Nose said."I'm governed," Yara.