Thank you." Ginger pop?" Becca asked the others. They both nodded.They sat down in the sitting room."May I suggest that we get business out of the way...and then you, Rita, can relax and enjoy yourself?" asked Becca."Thank you," said Rita inwardly amazed at the confidence and ability of such a young girl. Isobel smiled to herself. She knew her niece and was becoming daily more impressed with her."Right then," said Rita opening her brief case and handing round last year's autumn catalogue. "You'll. "Come up, we need to talk."Three minutes later, Vonda came through the front door.I filled her in on what Pyx had told me.Vonda nodded. "So, she needs to learn about the birds and the bees." She understands about sex only on the most basic level. Answer her questions, but don't do too much. She doesn't need to jump from the birds and the bees to the whips and the strap-ons." You got it, Master. Can we get naked?" Only if she has questions about anatomy. Don't have sex with her. I don't want her. Your costume was a fucking dhoti. So I saw it.”I laughed. “And b.?”“And b. There was no prop in my hand.” She smiled with expectation. I grabbed her bait.“Meaning?”“Meaning, I saw you staring at me from the wings. And the bending-over-pallu-drop was entirely for your benefit.” Her eyes sparkled as she giggled. “Noticed how long I was bent-over? Well, when I stood up, you were looking the other way. So I cursed myself thinking it was all in vain. Only when I saw your engorged dhoti did I realize. His son simply looked for what he wanted and had others get it for him. He was doing that with me, doing what he wanted when he wanted. Wanting me back in the firm. I don’t know if he even realized why, other than my one prep-school experience where I had shown him, I could get things done in a big way if, as he said it, ‘I put my mind to it.’He realized this when he started to groom my father for leadership and came to realize his son had no vision or, at best-confused goals with vision..