“Look, I know you can’t marry her legally but I want you to commit to her as if you could. I don’t think you can meet a better woman and one wh... loves you more than Tracy.” My mom was crazy, I thought. Hell, Tracy and I were crazy too. I felt overwhelmed.“What do you think of all this, Tracy?” I finally said. “Do you want to be my uh, wife?” Tracy shrugged her shoulders and finally looked up.“Is this a formal proposal, Spencer?” she said.I gulped hard and said, “Yes.”“Then my answer is. “I didn’t mean that I wanted to have a threesome, I just wanted to know if it would upset you for me to say I found him attractive?”Rick and I had an on-again and off-again type of relationship, that more often-time-than-not was not always clicking like it should. We hadn’t had meaningful sex in months. The thought of Joanne hooking up with him didn’t really bother me. In fact, I didn’t really care at that point. Maybe, he needed someone, other than bitchy ole me.Joanne told me that Jose now. If he didn’t like what he’d learned, that wasn’t the Captain’s fault. The Captain had taken to explaining things to Ab, and Ab listened when he did. When white men wanted to do things with you, you let them. Listening to explanations was no problem at all; sometimes, he learned something.“The war isn’t going to be won on this side of the river,” the Captain said. “But we have more troops, more artillery, and – especially – more ammunition than the Rebels do. Come tomorrow, some of our guns are. So for instance, if you want a foot massage, she will do it at the drop of a hat, but not until she knows that's what you want; your communicating with her is paramount. She also won't have many sexual boundaries unless you set them for her: if you tell her you want to fuck her with a strap-on, she'll get on all fours and beg you to fuck her, she'll want that more than anything. But if you don't say anything about it, it probably won't even occur to her. She is a submissive and gets the most.