I was still being used as a spot reliever. Usually, I would come in to face one batter and then, bye-bye. A couple of times, when we were winning big ...r losing big, Paul would leave me in for an inning, or even two, but more typically, it was Slay the Left-Handed Monster-Hitter and then go back into my cage.Fortunately, far more often than not, I was getting it done. Paul Warren clearly trusted me to accomplish the limited task I was in there to do. The more frequently I was successful, the. I knew she wanted it, she knew I wanted it. But the details never made themselves apparent in our post debauchery pillow talk.Our conversation wrapped itself up as it usually does, she telling me how deeply she desired my attentions, me telling her "Soon, my good girl. Soon."Saturday morning, and our usual haunt - a quaint little Victorian with gingerbread trim, now a coffee shop and book store favored by hunched over introspects, noses deeply buried in volumes they were too "impoverished" to. "So, as I understand it, basically all we are going to do is change of few of your daughter's misguided perceptions about me and about life in general. Okay?"She nodded again and managed a barely audible, "Thank you." Now I know things have changed while I was in hospital so I'm pretty much in the dark as to what is going to happen from here." I looked to mum. "What do I do, stay here until you call me?" Yes Justin, both you and Vikki," answered my mother and she and my father and Maria. But you do it best," and I closed her door.Early the following morning, pet answered a knock at the door to find a cab driver with two suitcases on the front porch. "Excuse me miss, but some lady gave me cab fare and $50.00 to bring these suitcases to this address and give them to whoever answered the door," he said."Umm, okay thanks," pet replied puzzled. Then the cabbie turned and left and pet brought the suitcases inside. "Master, there has been a delivery I think you need to see," she said..