"You directed us to find the source of the wireless camera. The probe searching for the receiver copied all data within its effective broadcast radius... The analysis of the various data sets proved instructive," it replied.Waylon thought quietly, until he could no longer deny it. "It's true, you are real ... and I'm not crazy," he whispered."We are real," Ex3 agreed."I need to think about this, can you leave me alone for a while?" Certainly."Waylon did everything he could not to think about it.. “Kind of,” she admits. “What did Gordon tell you?”“Not much,” the woman answers. “We discussed you being the babysitter for a bit, but nothing really beyond that.”“Well it’s about a teacher, and obviously a friend of your husband, Mr. Giles...” he voice kind of trails off, not quite knowing what to say or how much of it to tell.“Let me guess,” Nola says, grinning. “You and he have been having sex and it’s become complicated.”“Something like that,” Tabitha agree. “He’s been pushing toward. Shall we keep the truffle knowledge restricted to as few people as possible?What about its use on Earth? Should we be doing something in the way of warnings?”Ruth made a suggestion. “Perhaps our exports to Earth should have a standard warning and disclaimer. Something like: “Side effects – this product may cause emotional disturbance, for which Rehome takes no responsibility.”Bob was pleased. “Excellent suggestion, Ruth. How about you girls trying a number of variations on that idea, and we can. He was 41, and called himself "Wolf". His profile details were empty, only thing he shared with the world were three photos of - presumably him: one in a business suit, one of his hairy but well defined torso and one of his big uncut prick.Then, he made us an offer: if we are willing, he will be our Master. We can agree on a predefined time period, say 2 weeks to a month in which he will take care of us. It would be totally anonymous, and we would have his word that nothing we do together will.