Having succumbed to temptation, I slept comfortably for the rest ofthe night.Saturday morning, I got up and puttered around in the nightgown for awhil.... I found some English muffins and had them toasted with butterand blueberry jam. The coffee machine looked dangerously complex, so Ifound a teakettle and made some tea.What would I do for the day? I tried to deny that I already knew, butit was useless. I had Ms. Underbust's entire wardrobe to play with, atleast anything washable.In for a penny,. Here have some of this Greek plonk. Not too bad actually,” Ray replied, giving Sean a glass of white wine. “Everything ok?” he continued, nodding in Emma's direction.“Yeah, we've had a tough year, but I think we're coming out the other side.”Dinner was traditional Greek fare. Various dips and vine leaves, pork and chicken souvlaki, fish and Greek salad, all washed down with copious amounts of wine. Emma was aware that Sean was spending a lot of time with Ray. They were deep in conversation,. An air of grandiose malice hung low in the air, and yet my strongest feeling about the situation was centered entirely on my crotch. What made the situation truly annoying however, was the lack of options available.The minions all seemed to be male, but even if I were gay I wouldn't count them as... options. They were twisted little things, barely reaching my knee, brown skinned and pointy eared and about as intelligent as your average sheep. The only exception was Gnarl, the grey skinned. It’s just that when I think about you doing that ... it just happened. I’m sorry Johnnie Sue, honest!”“It’s OK,” she said suddenly. “I don’t mind.”They stood there for a few minutes, and Johnnie Sue said “Do you need to rub it now?”“I think so,” he moaned.“You want me to turn around?” she asked.“I can’t do it with you here!” he yelped.“Why not?” she asked.“Aren’t you still mad at me?” he asked, instead of answering her question.“I guess not,” she said. “I thought I’d be mad if you thought I was.