Picking up the handset, my mouth engaged before my brain did.“Who’s this and what the fuck is going on!”“Well Mr. Badzinski, my name is Turgin...of the Agen. If you will give us a couple of minutes, myself and a colleague will come and discuss the deal we made last night.”The line went dead. My brain was going a mile a minute in twenty different directions. Was I really dead? Who the hell were these people? Where the hell was I? How was the deal I made going to happen, and how was I going to get. I was wondering what Di was going through. We were just stepping into a new world and this noise disturbed us.She didn’t even have the time to adjust her clothes as she ran inside the bedroom immediately after the noise.The next day, I got up late as it was the weekend. Dad went to work as usual and Mom was inside the kitchen. I moved over to the bedroom and found Di browsing over her laptop seriously.Me – “You are up! Dad didn’t see you awake right? I mean last night?”She bent her head and. And Jeff, once this chemical is out of their bloodstreams, there should still be time given for the women to become accustomed to thinking for themselves. I have no idea how long that period should be. I suppose it might well vary with the individual. The bottom line, as you would say, will probably be a tremendous change from what the males have been accustomed to. I imagine that none of the males have ever been told ‘no’ by any of their women. When they wanted sex, they chose a female and. She hoped not.Each of them took a turn picking out a Chinese dish. It was an eclectic collection of items – Egg Foo Yung, Buddha's Delight, Pork Lo Mein, Beef with Brocolli, General Tso's Chicken, and Sweet and Sour Pork. They loaded their plates with food, taking a bit of each. They dug in using the chop sticks that had been provided with the takeout.There was a little conversation while eating, but it mostly centered around the booth. Amber was fascinated by it. She couldn't believe that a.