I sat on the sofa in living room and got myself hooked. I could see the fuzzy but recognisbale images of Rajaji and my wife standing with their arms a...ound each other and kissing passionately while Rajaji was taking shara’s saree off. Soon she was dressed in a petticoat and blosue. Rajaii made her turn around and sat on all fours on bed. Then he reached thru his armpits and started to unhook her blouse. Shara helped him by straightening her hands and lettig him take it off.“Kevadhe galle ahet. This is the master." I held up the gold ring. "This is theslave." I held up the silver. "The guy said that the master can changeanything about the wearer of the slave ring." Are you that stupid?! I don't have time for this."Peter started to walk back to his room."Oh come on humour me, you can have the master first." I handed ittowards him."Fine," he stated and took the ring. I put on the slave ring and as heput on the master I felt a small shock."If these stupid thing works, then go iron my. Many of the women that saw us wore a look of disapproval at us. Most of the men that saw us had another look: jealousy.When we got to the Mexican place it was packed with people waiting. Sarah walked up to the person assigning tables with an air of confidence that I admired about her."How long of a wait?" said Sarah."Hour and a half," said the overworked hostess.Sarah dug in her purse and fished out a fifty-dollar bill. She folded it in her hand and handed it to the hostess discreetly."Now how. “Well ... okay! So I rounded up! It’s closer to sixty-nine and a half miles per degree. So I may be off by thirty or forty miles!”Everyone still stared at her.“Am I the only one who knows these things?” she asked exasperatedly.Tricia nodded. “Yes, Annie, you are.” She picked up her crucifix and put it on.Quantum Knight spoke up. “How did you get here?”“Desdemona,” said Tricia.The superhero shook her head. “You’re sure? She’s dead.”“Not any more.”“Oh fu...” She looked at Joey and controlled her.