Shesaid, "He did call for you, Deke. But then he got a message on his cellphone. Anyway, he is thrilled with the job you've been doing for us andwan...ed to reward you in some... special... way. That's why he got Ronettehere for you to enjoy, in absolutely any way you like. There are even somethings for her to wear, in the spare bedroom. You can watch her get dressedand then you can undress her, or make her strip for you. And she isinsatiable. Make sure she gets lots of loving." She eyed. Now, if I could only find out where I put the damn thing. Sure enough, it was sitting right where I left it, on the coffee table in our living room.Written in shaky but bold letters: "The room smells funny."My brother demonstrated to me pot's second greatest attraction. Sitting me down by my stereo and putting a set of headphones on me, he queued up the Moody Blues Album In Search of the Lost Chord. This might have been the first album specifically designed for potheads. There were birds. "Girl, you just told me not 3 days ago that I wasn't like most guys, that I was different. Remember? That I was special and that you loved that about me." Oh, yeah. I do remember that." I saw her brow furrow."Now, pull your dress down." No! I'm going to do myself. And you can't stop me. And don't you even try, buster."I lifted from the steering wheel and flattened both hands in retreat."I'm going to think about us fucking when we get back. I want to fuck, Cully. Fuck. Yes, fuck. I like that. Whether the hero or the scapegoat, the clown or the enabler, all work together as actors on the family stage.As counselor to this dysfunctional lesbian relationship I assumed the role of enabler. I could enable or disable Pamela's and Betsy's ability to cum with the tools of psychology and medication. I would mold their minds and control their emotions through the science of hypnosis. For the health and well being of the relationship. To break bad habits by improving attitudes. The process of.