I didn’t support her because of feminist hogwash about equality. I supported her because she was family. I also admired her strength, courage and in...elligence. She’s now the only black person and also the only female on the men’s wrestling squad. And guess what? She’s the team captain. Every Saturday she can be seen wrestling against white guys on the mat and beating them at their own game. She sends them home in tears. How about that? A strong young black woman kicking white ass. We need more. She smiled her perfect smile and caressed my cheek. “Welcome back.”I wondered if I should feel some sort of momentous victory at discovering that my senses were returned to me. But the idea sank away very quickly. I realized I was just as happy to see her as I had been to be blind with her... It doesn’t make a difference... Out of habit, I listened to the sea’s song for just a few seconds, before realizing that this wasn’t an early wakeup call after all. The waters were most of the way to being. She was feeling rather wanton and good at the moment.“Best get to her punishment before we all forget!” Peter said a moment later, stopping the idle conversation around the table. “Nik, go get the special bag from the car. You know the one”She looked at him, her hand stopping its gentle touch as she looked over at the parking lot. She could see she would be quite exposed.“Best hurry before someone else comes, right? Unless that’s what you really want. More?”“Um, yes sir...” she said, flushed. Concerned about my wife’s safety, I did as he ordered.“You are a selfish fool white boy. You couldn’t be satisfied knowing that your wife loved you and wanted to be faithful to you. You did not appreciate her years of loyalty and devotion to you. You had to dwell on the past. Because of your weakness and insecurity you placed her in a compromising position to bail your sorry ass out. I hope that you are happy now. This is what you wanted.”The phone went silent, but the connection was still.