”She then paused and asked, “What shall be your safe word?”When I didn’t answer for a long time, she said in her school teacher voice, “A sa...e word is something you say to stop whatever is going on. There are a few other uses for a safe word, but we can get into that later. Do you understand that?”“Yes, Mistress Gloria,” I answered without raising my head.“Your safe word,” she continued, “should be a word or phrase that you would always remember, but would not be likely to say accidentally. Or. " He added a smiley emoticon. I looked up and saw the cam. "Smile, Baby. And get started!" his words commanded me. "Yes Sir," I typed back and smiled. I toddled back to the bedroom and grabbed my lines notebook. I sat back down carefully and every sore muscle announced its presence as I did. I opened to a new page. I showed the blank page to the camera and began my first line. I will be efficient and thorough in my work. I will be efficient and thorough in my work. I wrote the first page and. “It’s her sister,” he blurted.There was another long pause as Monica chewed on that.“You’re having sex with two sisters?”He nodded, sheepishly.She stared and then a tiny smile broke on her lips.“Well, I guess that explains why you can’t marry her. Boy, would that be an interesting wedding. The groom is boffing both the bride and her maiden of honor. Would both go on the honeymoon, too?” She giggled.Bobby just sat and tried to think.“What’s this sister’s name?” asked Monica.“Barbie,” said. I said, “Get your hand off me, I’m not going anywhere with you.”Allen grabbed his arm and squeezed the pressure point at his elbow causing him to let go of me and told him not to press his luck. He left, flipping us off as he walked out.Allen said, “Wow, Jan, where did you find that one?”I said, “It was our first date. A “get-to-know-me” lunch date, if you know what I mean. I think I found out all I needed to know about him.” We both laughed.He asked, “So you’re still not married? Still chasing.