Cindy put her hand to her head, looking woozy. "Ooo," she said, giggling, steadying herself on the couch. "Guess I had a little too much to drink last...night." She blushed. "Oh, you must think horribly of me, Eric," she said, sitting on the couch next to me. "Look at me, drunk in the middle of the workday." She smiled her plastic smile at me, but it seemed to have a little more warmth. She put her hand on my knee. "You don't, do you?" Her eyes looked glazed over, plastic like a doll.I looked at. ***I showed up on the button right at 9 pm. And Becky was there to open the door for me. I soon found out how Becky had gotten Chad's compliance. Actually she hadn't she'd just kept plying him with alcohol laced with some over the counter sleeping aid. I couldn't believe it when she told me that. What the fuck did she thing she was doing? But I soon forgot my indignation at her caviler and frankly dangerous behavior when I walked into her living room and saw Chad comfortably slumped on the. When tightened, they went across her forehead, trappingher head in place. They passed over her ears and eyes. Holes were cutover her eyes so she could still see but her ears were completely covered.She could feel small objects in her ears. They turned out to be verysmall earphones surrounded by foam. When Mistress spoke into amicrophone, Joan could hear her clearly but otherwise she was now deaf.It was not easy to fasten the straps that went around each arm at theshoulder and just above the. “Of all things, he wants to be a cop. Go figure,” she said.“Not here I hope,” I replied. I was secretly proud of him.“No, I have convinced him to go to the community college until Effie graduated form high school, then they can decide what to do next together,” she said.“In that case he is going to need the new and reliable car. You know he could go into medicine during that first year. You know get all the academics over with, then take the emergency medicine degree like you did.” I said.“Yeah.