..be right back." The wizard ducked behind a curtain, then reappeared holding something about the size of a spray can. "This should tickle your fancy... The Ideal Woman Gas Grenade." "Say what?" The word "grenade" brought up unpleasant connotations in Victor's mind. "Oh, don't worry, it's perfectly harmless to you if used as directed. What you do is pull the pin and throw it into an enclosed space. The gas comes out, and whoever breathes it takes on the physical properties and personality of. I am sure that this has some significance, since everything down to when I can communicate with my dearest mommy is determined by Daddy. We have much to exchange before you are once more a part of the family. Each day I am given more of a view of Daddy's plan for your future. Everything that has taken place over the last year or so has been as he willed it, and for reasons known only to him. Now he has chosen to reveal a portion of that secret to me, his only offspring to date. I will be. Smirking sat down at one of the tables he knew was Susan's. He had only been there for a moment when Susan swung by and put two hands on his neck. She began giving him a neck massage as she said, "Well Hi Big Tipper. What'll it be today?"Smirking looked up into her eyes and replied, "How about you on a whole wheat bun ... with a little thousand island dressing on the side?"Susan laughed and returned the look into his eyes. "I go better with honey mustard."Smirking laughed and said, "Sounds. "Are you subtly hinting that you can get it up ten times in a day?" Oh, Geeze no, nothing like that!" Bob sputtered. "Um, maybe three times on a good day with rest in between. Not that I'm ever challenged to prove that ... lately. Or can even do it at all, ... lately."Monday morning came. The two conspirators drove their adulterous spouses to the airport, and the two adulterers went flying out, laughing and joking in adjoining seats, thinking of the hot evenings ahead, no doubt.Bobby went home.