"You are not! Lucas is! You are going to live!" she said. "At leastnow everyone who were after Lucas will believe Lucas is dead," Ididn't like her tal...ing about Lucas as a third person. But I didn'tobject as I had agreed to be Emma."What if they don't believe it!?" I asked terrified."What if they don't?! they are looking for a boy and not for a girl!"she said confidently."Look at me! I look like a freak! A boy with a .... " I said butdidn't say the word 'pussy'! I didn't want to embarrass. I helped pick up eggs deliver feed and medication to farms. Many of those farms were in the middle of no where, and those who worked them were woman. Some single some widows and some married. The one woman I remember the most was a single woman about sixty something. I worked with her picking up eggs and the first shift was at 6 am and the next at 6 pm. I arrived at the farm and she had me in for breakfast. After we walked the house taking eggs from the nest boxes. It was so damn hot in that. ?I?m sorry, o, I should be more supportive. I didn?t realizehow difficult it was for you. You seem to take it all in stride. It won?t makeit any easier, but looking at you on this leash, I never thought of a dog for amoment. You just looked like a loving slave on her Master?s leash.? Sarah?svoice revealed a little emotion, too. The waitress came to the table. She was one who servesMaster and i quite often when W/we come here. ?Did you go to the theatretonight, o?? i acknowledged that W/we did. ***Gail Chestnut carried a tray with glasses and a pitcher of passion-orange-guava nectar into the small study overlooking the Pacific Ocean.She stopped at the door to admire her man, who was hunched over thecomputer monitor with a look of absolute concentration on his beautifulface. With his sunglasses perched on top of his bleached blonde hair,and his miniskirt hiked halfway up his golden thighs, he looked goodenough to eat. "Are you surfing those kinky web sites of yours again?"she teased.