He looked down at the odd music box as he put his wallet back in his pocket. "Are you going to put it in a bag or something?" I thought you were havin... your meal to go. Do you want it in a bag?" Mort looked up. He was standing at the counter of "The Colonel's." A short Black woman in a KFC uniform had just put a box of chicken and a large soda on his tray. The music box was on a corner of the tray wrapped in green paper. There was a note attached to it. "Umm, no," he said in surprise. I'll be. "Umm... Ah..." stammered Charlie."Charlie?" Hallie could hear footsteps approaching. "Who's at the door?" Good day, Tara. I'm afraid I've rather confused Charlie." Harry?!" Hallie these days. Harry's retired." You're kidding!" Tara, would I have gone to all the trouble to look like this if I wasn't serious?" Harry, you'd spend a week eating birdseed if you thought it would let you fly. I long ago gave up trying to understand you." It's Hallie now, Tara, and I don't understand myself so why. We listen to the door close. We wait and listen to the footsteps go down the hallway. Amber speaks first. "Kim, how are you tied?" "I am spread eagle out on the bed. And you?" "My favorite, I am hogtied really tight." I vision her with her toes pointed. "How are you dressed?" I ask her. "I still have the black mini skirt and hose I had on yesterday, but I have lost my top. I only have a bra on. And you?" I blush for a minute. "I have my yoga outfit on." "The black one?" she asks. "Yes." "Are. Thomas was sober enough to know if he didn’t quiet things down the party was over. But not sober enough to not try and impress his friends with his control over Marlena.“Well Marlena my dear, it’s a good thing you are here to keep us under control. Hey, everybody, this is my dear friend Marlena, The woman that controls my life from the moment she wakes up in my bed until she crawls back in again at night. Isn’t that right Marlena?”“Thomas please, just try to keep the noise level down to where.