" Sheila purred in a wickedlysweet voice.Jane accepted the offering and sipped, enjoying the smoothburn of the expensive, aged liqueur... "Darla, take...my newtoys down to the training room," she ordered, handing her'daughter' the leash her slave was wearing, "I want someexercise. Oh, Sheila? Look at this."Sheila took the flogger Jane held and read the tag outloud, "Safe, sane and con... consensual?" Sheila and Janeburst into laughter as they started down the stairs towardsthe slave pens in the. Daria was an ethical person and I'm a thief. My self-styled radical opposition to the super-rich was just an excuse to defraud and exploit people who were no richer than my Mom." That's a big step forward for you, Daria," I said. "I'm proud of you."She settled down on her pillow and looked at the ceiling again. "You can call me Darla if you like. I succeeded in getting Daria accepted as my gang nickname, but that's just another part of my general phoniness."I tried to encourage her. "Well,. The rules no longer exist. Like Chad and Britt, we do request that you be reasonably discreet."Mel faked a whine. "You mean that I can't jump him right here in front of you?"With a laugh, Dad said, "That's exactly what we mean!" We all laughed some more.I added innocently. "Mel, it's nice to see that you have headlights, too."Eric said, "Headlights?"Mel grinned. She pointed at her nipples pointing her tee shirt. "Britt, yours do, too."Chad said, "It helps me know which way she is going!" I gave. “Sure, sir. See you later” I said as I headed out the door.Now I had an expanded list of sleep learning modules to sort through. When I got back to my study I sorted through the list to see which ones might be useful, but a lot of the titles referenced things I had never heard of. I set those aside. I picked out a couple that seemed worthwhile, along with one called “Psychodynamic Reflectivity” taking a risk with that one, it might be of interest, and two, it just sounded cool enough to try.