‘Nashville Variety’ is calling looking for a comment.”“Well, what did he ... or she ... say?” Conny wondered.“I don’t remember the exact...quotes,” I began. “The gist is that you’re has-beens and have been for a while. The fans deserve a new sound ... like Jordan Whoever’s. And the new artists will push you out if you don’t leave on your own.”I saw the storm clouds brewing and immediately knew I’d made a serious miscalculation. I deftly hit the “Mute” button before the first salvo was. He happily put on his new bling. He noticed the armbands were in the box, and so was the pad that doubled as a minder that they had renamed Mads. “Hey Lee, is this your Mad?”Lee looked at him and refocused as she suddenly realised, he had accessed the box; she had been deep in thought. She looked at the Mad. “Well yes and no, it’s tied to the box. My personal stuff will be on the server, and as soon as I get a new one, I’ll update it. But the database of what I’ve learnt will be on it for you. Once there, we proceeded to walk through the woods to our favorite beach.John proceeded to take a snooze while I did my run. When I was finished with my exercises, I found a comfortable spot and took a nap. The sand was warm, the sun was life-giving, and there was just enough of a breeze to remind us of the beautiful day we were experiencing.After a relaxing time on the beach, we headed back to our boat. John had a few maintenance chores to do, while I sat and did some reading. After several. Looking in the full-length mirror on the back of the door, it was hard to tell how badly I had been used so shortly before. I set out to find my Mistresses, ready to resume my service to them.Pat and Joyce were sitting in the living room, sipping wine. They had cleaned up and changed clothes while I was gone. Upon sighting me, Joyce said, “How nice you look Slut, our guests will be pleased.” Pat added, “They should be here shortly. You will be a good slave while they are here, won’t you Slut?”I.