’ Juan said to me. I nodded my head and he led me to a spare bedroom, where I crashed hard that night. The next eight days were sheer agony for me. ...ithdrawals suck and I was hurting. They made sure Ididn’t have a drop of booze and I was losing my mind. The only saving grace in my life at that point was Isabella. She was so damn helpful and loving it eased me out of my agony. She was truly a light in the darkness and I realized how lucky Juan truly was. Isabella made me feel better with just. She had said that she made this journey, or one like it, at least once or twice a month. I wondered what she was feeling. She must have felt the weight of my gaze, for she looked up and smiled reassuringly at me. It made me feel both better and worse at the same time. Here I was, starting to wallow in self-pity when she, who was headed for who-knows-what in ten minutes time, naked and wearing his chains, still took time to try and reassure me. I took a deep breath and resolved to do better. I. See why I hate that question? So for once in my life, I tried to nice and give people what they want. Don’t get used to it.Transiting the canal was a trippy experience. We had everything required, including the 4 ropes, each 200 feet long. The administration didn’t want to let us to go through unless daddy hired adult men to help with the lines. Finally Dannie started talking in Spanish to the officer who was trying to boss us around. She told him all the places we have sailed, and finally he. "'Too late', Loda replied before shaking her head and replying, "Itwould be a change of pace to be served for once." That's what I need." What?" A change of pace." To serve instead of being served?" Exactly," Kurt replied.'This boy has gone crazy', Loda thought before she replied, "So, you'regoing to pay me money to teach you how to be me and serve me?" Yes," Kurt answered with some hesitation."Where do I sign up?" Loda asked with a laugh."There's just one other thing...." I'm sure there is. .