It is going to be like a wave of massaging pleasure that starts at the toes and rises up the legs and continues all the way to your head. It will fee... intensely pleasurable and you will love how addicting the feeling is and want more rewards once you felt it. Understand?" Of course, another yes was said, then I said, "Good girl, feel the wave now." Once the pleasure wave was sent, it accomplished 2 things for me. The mind recognized that rewards were pleasurable and addicting. My next. I could care less who you are sleeping with. As a matter of fact, I think you should sleep with Cindy. She has a great body. Now wait here."What was she up to? After several minutes, she came back with Greg. He looked at me in confusion, and she had a pissed off look on her face."Tell him what you did," she said, turning to me.My face went beet red as he glared at me. I looked at her panicked."Which thing?" I asked."There is more than one thing?" Greg turned to her and asked.She patted him on. When everyone had their chance to see everything, I made my wayback up to the front to where Dad was sitting in the chair next to thefireplace. I yearned to press the button to see if it worked, but I hadmore pressing matters to attend to at the moment. He stood up and handedme my guitar, which he had already taken out of its case. The fansscrambled to find somewhere to sit when they realized what that meant.Dad pointed to the chair he had been in and I sat down and swiveled ittoward the crowd. Hunting kangaroo and monitor for the band was public service, I suppose.”“Well, then. Give the health service ten thousand in memory of Rowena Scott Hollister.”“Really?”“Didn’t mom treat Jimmy? Didn’t mom teach bush medicine? Wasn’t mom nungungi?”“Right. Thank you. Sometimes you really are nungungi.”“You took me out to Charleville and to meet my python.”“True.”“Call me again in a few days. Wherever you decide to go.”“Right. Love to Rachel.”“Of course.”I left the Billabong quite early and walked.