Ignore my antics: It was a bit of a shock, was all. I was just laughing at an unexpected windfall. I must phone Amelia and tell her."He did so, surpri...ing his eldest wife. "Trevor? Why are you phoning so soon after getting to your office?"He explained the arrival of a fee from the music publisher, in his capacity as agent for The Montford Sisters. "It knocked me for six, Amelia. I didn't expect payment action as swift as this. Such efficiency is unheard of, normally." At least they sent you. Oddly enough, even after days of humiliation, perversion, and inexorable punishment masterminded by this brutal woman, he felt satisfied. He was content, blissful in fact that he had finally found the mentally sadistic Black bitch of his dreams, the one individual who divested him of his arrogance, his false sense of superiority, of his white male attitude.A mere 72 hours previously, he could have said no such thing. Three days earlier, John was clueless as to the potential his long weekend. Do you take your clothes off when your doctor examines you?”She nodded. “Yes.”“I’ve given lots of women massages. No complaints yet. And your husband can keep us company. He smiled. “Basically, sweetheart, when you seen one knish, you’ve seen them all.”Roni gave him an exaggerated frown. “Just don’t focus too closely on my knish.”He laughed. “You got a deal.”“Will a massage help me to feel better?”“A magician I’m not, but you’ll feel better.”“Okay,” she said.“I’ve got the ladies room ready for. With the twenty-three year difference in age, it was much like a father-son relationship, and it was on that basis that Brent visited Walter today. He needed his advice and guidance more than ever right now. Maybe Walter could help him right this ship, he thought.Walter pulled the cribbage board out from under the table and set up the pegs while Brent shuffled the cards. It only took a few minutes for Walter to ask the first question."So, what's bothering you, young fellow? That fortieth.