"What's she doin' meeting up with a submarine 2000 miles from nowhere?" The seaman in the jumpseat next to Tracy was thinking the same thing.Jamal Azi... looked at the rain pouring off the metal awning of his private hooch above ground. The storm had eased and then gained strength during the day. According to CNN, this weather would continue for the next 3 days. Even with the rain, the island was unbearably hot. The volcanic action underneath the complex was calm but constant -- like a sauna,. .. some is clearly meant to be eaten cooked, some eaten cold. There are an amazing variety of sizes, shapes, textures and tastes, considering the relatively few number of basic materials."However, while the doctors tell us the food is nutritious, it has flavors that we aren't used to. They're not bad flavors -- just different. When you have your heart set on a burger and fries, you'll have to settle for starchy carrot-things that are blue with something that kind of looks like ground meat --. Then she would secure me by my leather and steel restraintsto massive barn beams in the highest, hottest part of the bar. I'd be thirstyas hell and itch all over. I knew better than to ask for water, especiallythen. Mistress Tracey only rarely used me for toilet. I wasn't about to temptfate when her pee could be deep, concentrated yellow from the summer heat.We'd arrive, I'd be saddled, she'd ride me for several hours then we'd returnto the barn. I'd be recuffed and secured to barn beams in the. We were there and seated within a half hour. I ordered a burger, fries, and a tonic. Beth ordered a salad. Not much had been said since we left Beth’s house. The server had just delivered our dinner when I asked, “So what did you want to talk about?”Beth leaned forward and kept her voice low, “I consider you a friend, and I think I can trust you. I want to ask you a favor. If you say no, that’s okay. But I need you to promise you won’t say anything to Emily or Greg. Not anyone, not ever, or I.