“She is with her mother in Mexico,” Jose said, fishing out a photo from his billfold to show me. I asked him about the mother in the photo.“She ...as a mistake,” Jose said. “I love my Silvia, but her mother is a beach.” I’m pretty sure he meant “bitch”, but he said “beach”. “Women can be a bitch," I noted.“You are no beach,” Jose replied, “You are beautiful.”I loved his thick accent. I asked him where his shirt was, since he was sitting there shirtless.“Joanne,” Jose said, “she took my shirt from. " I placed my hands on the bed in front of me as I leaned over on the edge of his big long bed, exactly the way I was instructed to do. I was now facing the same dirty sheets I was about to change for him as his majesty lifted up my robe from behind and he brought it up, raising it over by my head. I helped him as I reached behind me and I held the back my robe up with one hand behind my back. I then waited patiently for the King to make the next move, while I remained leaning over with my. Do my eyes deceive me?? ?No, Master.??I thought not. Why, Andrew, are you wearing them???Oh, please Master! I did wear the pink ones, I swear I did, but they were so itchy! I just took them off for a little while!??Andrew, are you under the impression that you are too good to wear women’s clothing???No, M-? ?Do you think that, as a man, you are entitled to any more comfort than a woman?? ?No, M-??Have you not seen what your Circe-forsaken secretary is wearing today? What do you want. “Hey Ted, what did you do with your mother? I thought you were going to bring her tonight.”Mom slapped Bill lightly on the arm and said, “Don’t be silly, Bill, you know it’s me.”“Of course I know it’s you.” Bill gave her a kiss and said, “You look beautiful tonight.”“Why, thank you, Bill.” Mom looked around and asked, “Did you bring your girlfriend?”“No, we had a falling out a couple of weeks ago. So here I am at a singles bar.”“I’m so sorry to hear that.” In a whisper, my mom asked, “It didn’t.