She wanted to tell him that she had new implants now but didn’t have the energy to say anything.Another pause, and again Howard didn’t speak.Then ...he buzzing sound of the vibrator was back. It seemed to be at an even higher setting, if that was possible, then the big dildo again. Back and forth.“Howard… oh fuck…” was all she managed to say, before passing out in the bed.Mrs Wild smiled to herself at her work and looked across at her favourite silver dong, bathing in a beaker full of her special. "Look it up. You're not far off but you need to see for yourself."It took me a few seconds to leaf through the pages of a book that I was not very familiar with and finally came to 'potential'."Potential. An adjective: the first definition says, able to exist or happen, possible: capable of coming into being but not yet actual." Whew, I think I hit it close with that one. She looked at me and motioned to keep going. "Expressing possibility; specifically: of, relating to, or constituting a verb. Then, she looked at Alison and said, "Is all that true? Are you a slave to Tom between your sister and him in status?" Yes, Mom. It's all true. Tom is our total master and we have agreed to do anything he asks." Alison confirmed."Slave Alison, stand up." I said. She stood. "Now, go out to the street and get the paper and check the mail as you are." Yes, Master," she said gulping. She headed for the door, opened it and walked out. She came back in a few moments later with the paper and the mail. "Are you nervous? This is your first time on atalk show, right?" Yeah, it's my first time," I replied. "But I'm not nervous. If you wereinterviewing me that might be different, but singing is second nature tome now."He chuckled for a moment before speaking again. "I guess I'll have tohave you back soon for an interview. We'll see if we can't get thosenerves going."I laughed with him, and I could hear the rest of the people in the roomchuckling too."Is this your band?" Todd asked while looking.