With a little luck, we could get by.Standing on the fifth tee, Tess was one under for the round. There was no leader board in sight, so we didn't know...how she was doing, relative to her closest competitors. She was playing well, though, and outplaying the other two women in her group. Everything was looking good.Tess, especially, was looking good -- if you were a voyeuristic male sex-fiend who liked girls with big knockers wearing wet t-shirts.I was one of those males, and, apparently, so were. " Now, say it again; this time, without the paper, looking only at me."With a trembling voice, she did so, flawlessly. There was a sincerity in her voice that I did not expect."Vonda. Pyx." Yes, Master," they chorused."Take Theresa into the bathroom, and shave off all her body hair. Do not say a word to her, while you do this." Should we shave her head too?" asked Pyx."No. She doesn't need a training period, like you did. Your talks with her, have prepared her. She knows what's expected of. I had a lot to talk about with Aunt Kayla so I didn't bother unpackingmy bags. I just grabbed my notebook and headed out to the garden.I was immediately greeted by the aroma of freshly brewed tea."Hmm, what's that? It smells wonderful," I stated as I satdown. Salem, jumped up into my lap and quickly settled in."It's called Vanilla Monsoon and I picked it up at ExtraordinaryDesserts last week," replied Kayla as she referred to a wonderfullydecadent dessert caf? located near Balboa Park. "It's a. .not as lovers," he sputtered. "You're my daughter, my beautiful daughter... We can't...I don't think of you like that Steff," he finished, but his tentative words seemed said more to convince himself more than me. "You don't want to love me Daddy?" I demanded. "No sweetie... not like that," he replied hesitantly, the bulge rising in his robe belying every word. "So why haven't you gone out on a date for the last four months?" "What?" "You used to date all the time, now you never do,".