”My timing was correct this time. “Speedracer, this is Grandstand.”“Got your notebook handy?”“Affirmative.”“We are approximately 35 mi...es from your location.”“Got it. On horseback?”“I confirm, on horseback.”“We’ll have fresh coffee waiting for you. Grandstand, out.”I started putting the radio away, removing the batteries, and stowing the antenna. Emily looked at me peculiarly.“It looks like you have a question.”“Yep. Horseback? Really?”“Yep. He now understands that we are walking. The ‘horse’. ’ I’ve heard that!”“Right. And wops and nigs and japs and who knows what else. Polacks and yids. Chinks and russkis.”“And Olwen talks of gays and straights. By the way, did you hear from her again?”“No. She was meeting dad at the Museum, just when I was on my way to see the Minister. She must have flown back to Armidale by now. I’ll call him later.”“Invite him over for dinner ... tonight or tomorrow. I’ll make dinner, but we’ll have to execute a dedicated foray to the stores.”“I like that. I’ll. "It was," I lied some more; I was becoming good at it. "The best, Sir." My pet name for Marshal. His name sounded like a military rank, so when we were dating I would pretend to be his soldier and call him 'Sir.' It made for some interesting experimentation in the bedroom, and even though five years of marriage had tamed our sex life, I had always found it satisfying.Well, I found it satisfying until I fucked that man with his glorious cock during the 'Best Buy Incident', the terrorist attack. "Make sure you listen out for my dad and let him in when he returns. I assure her that I wouldnt let her down. I would listen out for him and make sure he was ok. Mom felt guilty that she had to go to work but she had no choice. I made a mental note to make sure and be more helpful. After she left to go to work I got in the shower and put on a long night shirt that came just above my knees. I slipped on some panties and laid across my bed. I was reading a book for an assignment in.