My mom came into my room a short time later, ”Sarah, I'm heading out with my friends, for a girl's night out and I won't be home until tomorrow. You... dad is lonely downstairs, so if you have your homework done, why don't you spend some time with him.””Ok, mom have fun.” I said, but what I wanted to say was, ”why don't you stay home and be with your husband.” but I didn't. After I had my homework done I went downstairs to watch a little tv with dad. He had some baseball game on. I sat down and. It's like a hospital room, but with less charm. I turn toleave, and the door slams shut. The Games are about to start, it seems."Dear Kip!" the announcer's voice booms. "Sorry to close a door on you.To get out, you are going to need to make a few choices. Not to worry,they should be easy for you. All set for your first decision?"Now I know I'm on camera. Some of the other contestants have no doubthad their spotlight moment, a chance to be introduced to the audience.Now is mine. Time to play.. I used it to piss out of, just as the Boys pissed out of their manly pricks. Then my older brother, only five years to my three but almost precociously wise in every respect, showed me another use for what until then I had thought of as nothing more than my pisshole.Even though I was many years away from a full understanding of the masculist philosophy, or even discovering its most elementary principles, I always knew that Boys and Gentlemen knew best. I deferred to my father and brother in. "Auntie Malinda! Whatever you plotted worked. Grandma is one of you now and everybody can be happy." Marlin and Teresa looked up and saw Melody and Malinda standing in the doorway, mouths hanging open and eyes wide as saucers."I think I'll get changed if that's all right with you," Teresa asked Marlin and then whispered in his ear, "Master." Of course," he chuckled as she stuck out both legs slowly and slid down to the floor. Walking over to her daughters the gentle, unfettered sway of her.