I don't know why I did it, but it just seemedright. I reached into the crib and took my little princess. "Come on,Rachel. Let's go for a drive." I mad... sure to pack enough diapers andbottles for two hours of driving. With Rachel in her car seat, I alsoput her stroller in the back of the Subaru, in case we actually got outfor some exercise.I don't know where I was headed. I just figured I'd pay scant attentionto the road signs and find my way back from wherever. Fortunately, Ihad the next day. Weekend arrives I'm ready Bars slammed, clubs jumping, streets full of tasty women. Sunday night hits and I struck out all weekend, nothing. So the next best thing for me, was too pedal my frustrations off. Twenty eight miles of hard peddling against the ocean breeze is a workout. Less than 10 miles home, stopped up on the curve at a red light for a break for my stroll home. Fired up a bowl, chug some water, when this tasty looking middle age black woman comes walking up to the intersection.I. You have it wrong. We love being yours. I know that the Master/Slave terminology upsets you. Let's use a better term. Debbie and I feel like sisters, which might make you a parent."Mary giggled a little. "Of course, that would make our relationship to you... and with each other... as incestuous. Aimee has suggested Teacher and Student. Can you accept that?"I thought about it. I remembered Aimee telling me the exact same thing. "I can accept that. Is that your request of me?"Debbie shook her. The trio of girls and Reg met at the end of the day and drove to Frances’ house, where they dined on pizza again. Afterwards, they went over their day’s lectures, looking for gaps in their understanding. Amazingly, today everyone had understood everything.Reg was delighted. “This is great, girls! It shows you are getting into the subjects by yourself, now that you have been encouraged to see more in the lectures than you did before. In part, you are listening more intently to your lecturer,.