“So anyway ... we’re good?”“Good,” I said. “Now, my step-mom ... I’ll talk to her. Y’all need to come visit for dinner. Your Dave, he�...�s sociable, I take it?”“He is. Our Dave...” I noted Brindy’s tone when she said ‘our Dave’ “ ... is genuine ‘good people.’ And if you invite US over, then we get to invite YOU over...”“I’ll make tamales...” Carlita laughed.“I like tamales,” I said. “You...”“One does not live in a little orphanage and NOT spend time in the kitchen. I learned. They are MY. ”“You have a way to find out about yachts?” Joe asked.“Yes of course,” said Liana. “I know the harbor master.”“I was thinking of Eddie and I going over to where they are. Perhaps find fans amongst the yachting types.”“There’s an excellent sea food restaurant at the harbor. I can call the man up and find out when you could buy him dinner. Or lunch if you want.”“And to get there?”“Just borrow one of the motor bikes. Eddie loves tooling around on them.”“Really?”“Yeah.”“That might be fun. Maybe. . This is so much like her, fucking Dana. I hate her!" "Yeah, I know, babe," I said, hugging her tighter to me. Feeling her unwind a little, I added: "But you don't really hate her, Debs. We both know you don't. You guys get in these fights all the time and you always work it out. How is this any different?"At that, Deb finally turned to face me. There was anger in her gaze, but she looked dead serious and a bit hurt as she said: "She had a buttplug up her ass all day, Jeff!" Oh," I said,. "Repeat after me," said a smooth, deep, seductive female voiceemanating from the speakers.I waited for the phrase I was supposed to repeat."Yes, Mistress," it said.I copied it. A moment later the screen flashed black. Red text alertedme, 'Bad girl! You failed to speak with the correct accent or tone. Youhave received a demerit.' At the same time the computer replayed myperformance for my education.I bit my lip. My voice sounded much higher and thinner than I was usedto but I was sure I'd.