The Medicine Dancer

Chapter 4 - Making A Move

"Well, what happened ?" Lahmoo asks.

"Take me home Moo. I have to bring all my possessions back here. He wants them for payment." She says, climbing into the cart.

"He healed you!" Lahmoo could hear the clarity restored in her once raspy voice. He also caught a nice glimpse of her shapely bare leg climbing back into the cart.

"Oh Wow! You are SO gonna flash me when I get you home." Lahmoo says, turning the cart around and heading back to her place. "Um, hang on because I wanna get this trip done, like now. I wanna SEE you."

Lahmoo runs like a crazy animal yielding for absolutely nothing in his path. He almost ran over two people crossing the road in town, and he clipped the corner of an ice truck.

The cart slams to a sudden halt, and Gladys sees she is back at the shack. She jumps out of the cart, and begins smacking Lahmoo about the head.

"Lah Moo! What the hell is WRONG with you !? Are you mad ? I almost fell out, you stupid animal!" Gladys screamed angrily, not caring that she may wake the Troll. Not that it mattered, during midday sunshine anyway.

Yes, Lahmoo's face ached from the slapping, and yes his pride also hurt from being smacked about by this woman. However, the view he drank in during the assault, which prevented her from keeping her cloak clutched closed and obstructing his view was well worth the pain. Even before the enchantment, he had never seen the fullness of her naked breasts or the garden patch betwixt her legs. He was beside himself in exquisite pain.

While Lahmoo was pondering over the display he'd just taken in, Gladys went ahead inside the shack and began gathering her things to give to Bahbah Lao. It only took about fifteen minutes, since she really didn't own much in material things anyway. After loading up the cart, she ran back in for her identification papers.

She took off the cloak and left it behind, putting on an old simple cotton stretchy blue dress that she hadn't worn in two years. Lahmoo was disappointed when she returned to the cart this time, with a few small things and wearing real clothes without the cloak.

She climbed back into the cart, and he took his time getting back to Bahbah Lao's, grumbling the whole way back. Upon arrival she unhitched an annoyed Lahmoo, and grabbed only her identity papers to take into him first, before bringing the other belongings inside.

Bahbah Lao knew they would be returning, so the door was already open upon their arrival.

"Look Bahbah Lao, I truly appreciate everything you've done for me. I really do. Here are my papers, but I don't actually think it's necessary for you to have them. I mean, because if my papers are here, of course I HAVE to have access to them at times; I need them. So, I naturally must be close to my papers." she says.

"Naturally." Bahbah Lao smiles the biggest beaming grin at her.

Gladys shakes her head in disbelief. "Wha ?? You're enjoying this, aren't you ? I mean, you DO understand, I'm going to have to stay with my papers. Which means, if they stay here then well, I'll have to stay too."

"Naturally. You did leave a goodbye note for the Troll right ? I can't have you going back there to live, can I ? I mean, after all I've done to heal you, it'd be a waste for you to go back and get all enchanted again, now wouldn't it ?" He says giggling, and rocking back in his chair.

Gladys' eyes light up, palming herself in the face. "Oh my goodness! Oh Bahbah Lao, you are so right. I wasn't understanding at all what you were trying to do. But so, wait....then?" she stammers, walking over to his seat.

"If my things are here for me, then how am I to pay you ?" she asks.

"Well being a Medicine Dancer, I'm sure you can gather that I would have had to live my entire life secluded, due to certain authority figures wanting us killed." He sighs "A secluded life, is a lonely life. It's not every day I get to breathe life back into a Goddess. I just hope you don't mind my small cottage, fresh food, and the peace."

Gladys straddles Bahbah Lao in his seat, gently cupping his face in her hands and proceeds to suckle his upper lip.

An astonished and heartbroken Lahmoo bellows outside of the cottage window. "Nooooo!"