"Did she tell you what goes on there, what to expect? Is it some kind of B&D club?" I said."Yes she told me what to expect, and it's not some B&D kind...of thing. If she told me about being invited a week ago, I'd be climbing the walls in anticipation." she said."So tell me about it, what she tell you?" You'll find out tomorrow night, I think you might get turned-on by what happens, she says many of the other husbands do and approve." She said.That night and the next day, I tried to decode what. They made music. Mostly with a West African basis, but some Caribbean influences made subtle differences to the cadence and rhythms. They danced frenetically and then, when exhausted by the effects of rum and dance, they made love with a wild abandon, knowing that their hangovers would pass during the next day of rest, but the fruits of their couplings might just mean new children, born to the Master, in slavery.Jan's eyes twinkled in the reflected light of the huge fire that blazed in the pit.. 'Who are you?''I'm Angela,' Angela said brightly, 'I'm one of Allan's manyex-girlfriends. He's a bit of a shit when it comes to girls, Imust say.''Ex-girlfriend?' Jean asked and I could see her measuringAngela. 'You were his girlfriend?''Yes, so was Liz,' Angela said with a mischievous smile,pointing at me and I wanted to scream at her not to but it wastoo late, Jean turned her eyes on me.'You were a girlfriend as well?''Afraid so,' I murmured, 'he threw me over for Angie,' I said,pointing back. I had been attracted to that girl. It was against all myupbringing to be attracted to a woman, yet it was something that wasexpected of a man. And I had been made into one!That very night I had yet another sign. Thoughts of the serving girlcontinually intruded into my dreams. I slept naked and when I woke upthis time there was a small damp patch on my bed. It was slightly stickyand I knew what it was. This man's body I was in was going its way evenwithout conscious thought or guidance.Teson.