Laughing, she says, “Well, can I start working on him yet?”“We’d some minor issues last night. Nothing to worry about, but we did have the pol...ce around for a visit. A noise complaint from the neighbours. I’ve everything in hand.” While I’m saying this Marie walks in with Sandra and takes the phone out of my hand to hold it against my ear with one hand as she cuddles up to me while placing my right hand around her and on her breast. Sandra does the same on the other side. Marie laughs saying. The addition of a leg spreader renders all my parts vulnerable his whip. But the position in itself is soon aching like hell and a real torture. Or he cuffs my wrists above me to an eyelet placed exactly high enough to make me stand on my toes which, too, is a torture in itself. Sometimes he gags me in such a way that I hold the gag in place voluntarily, since if I let it go the gag would dangle painfully from the alligator clips that attach the gag to my nipples. So, I keep the gag voluntarily. " It is easier to use a quill." It is but I can put more ink on then make another page then another and another. I can make many of them. Then I make what another page has to say and print many of them too. When all this is done the pages will be sorted and bound together and each book will be the same as the others." Why do you want to make books Jón?" I know how to make saddles and yokes. If I put these ideas on paper, I can send it to everybody so they will know how to do this too." The. Are you a doctor?” “Well, I’m a professor at the university,” he answered. “Not that kind of doctor, not a medical doctor.” “Oh, I work for a doctor, a dentist. I’m an oral hygienist,” she said. “Oh, so you look down in the mouth,” he said, joking. “Of course,” she said, not getting his joke. “How else would I clean someone’s teeth if I didn’t look down at their mouth?” “Strike one,” Paul muttered to himself, aware his joke went by her, then remembered another joke, a clever pun he once.