'Goldie died. Can you come over for the funeral?" Yes, honey, I'll be right over." I knew this was nothing, but to a four year old it meant a lot.I ar...ived at the apartment and Angel came to the door. "Brad, we have a slight problem. I was going to flush Goldie down the toilet and Sara said she wants to have a funeral and Goldie needs to be buried."Sara came into the room with little tears in her eyes. "I'm sorry about Goldie, honey. Do you want another fish?" No, daddy, I just want to bury. I put sunscreen on them and watched them sun while Brad steered. Later, they tied me to the mast and had me watch while Brad fucked them. One Saturday we went to an all afternoon and night concert. Mistress Angela surprised me by commanding me to act like her pet dog during the concert. After taking off my shirt, she buckled a dog collar around my neck and snapped a dog leash on the collar before I got down on my hands and knees. Several people came over during the day to comment on the tattoo. .." I stood there swaying, reading deeper into the history of the thing. She slapped me hard!"That's what I meant by training! Natural or no, it's so powerful that you could easily fall into it, and even pull your body along! Some of the histories talk of marooned travellers, lost in time and space, diverted by un-keyed stones, appearing from nowhere speaking languages that none could understand. Any stone of that size can act as a transport terminal. If you unknowingly activate it without a. As you very well know, I entertain rarely but do enjoy it immensely when I do. I have been looking forward to this little luncheon all weekend.’ By that time he had lead me to the seating area on the east side of the veranda and smoothly pulled out my chair for me. As I sat, ‘I did enjoy your gardens last Friday and was looking forward to seeing you again, as well. As you can imagine, my magazine friends are putting quite a bit pressure on me to finish up the article in time for the next.