..what?" I said."I told everyone we had a date and that I was going to suck your cock,"she said. "I told them I couldn't wait to put my dick in your a...s." You didn't," I said."No, I didn't. Of course not. I was scared you were going to be a no-show, remember? But would it bother you if I had? Would it scare you?" A little," I admitted. "I know it shouldn't. But I'm not ready to beknown as that gay guy dating the other gay guy." I understand," she said. "But what if I get pregnant from your. I looked at our now cold breakfast and saw that someone had been eating on both plates."Why did you offer him my plate of food Jen? Why would you do something like that?" Oh... well... I..." You did. You offered your ex-boyfriend my food on our honeymoon. What has gotten into you anyway? I thought that you loved me and married me to be with me. Why would you offer my food to some old boyfriend like that? Especially one that just 'happens' to have 'business' here just as we are starting our. ' I'll tell Delila I have no idea what happened, of course." Ah... That sabotage you mentioned. Is that why my memory seems corrupted? And why my personality does not seem to correspond to my function?" Yes, well..." The doctor folded one arm behind his crooked back and stroked his mustache with the other hand. "You have no memory because, unlike the other Mistresses, you were created for the sole purpose of defeating Buster Girl. So, you were only to be released as a countermeasure to her. A daughter had gone to college and graduated with a degree in theater arts and was the manager of a playhouse in New York City.Those two cities had been hit hard with the flu/plague. All cities with international airports had been hit hard. I had a radio tuned to the local emergency broadcast channel and the latest news was that the situation had finally been stabilized. Apparently the CDC, Air Force, and a medical school had come up with an inoculation that stopped the flu/plague.