“Pedro wants you whole and workable at the months end, so you are saved some of the pain I had imagined for you” the little man threw her cuffs, s...e fitted them herself, ankles first, the last on her wrist, using her wrong hand being a slower process. Ready now she stood fixing him with a stare that said…`well what now!’ “on that face down,” he indicated with a nod the cross so recently in use. She soon lay patiently waiting as he clipped the cuffs to the short chains. Secured now she lay, her. It was all women except for me and one of the cooks. The women in the back would wear white wife beater shirts without bras because it was so hot back there. And when we closed and were cleaning up even the wait staff would be dressed like that. And they did not worry about me seeing anything either, I got plenty of side boob shots and down shirt shots. The owner, Ling, was the typical Chinese women, short, petite, but grew up in America. I found her to very funny and rather attractive. One. Telling them about the wonders their two families woulddiscover out among the stars. Explaining the changes being made to theirtrucks to let them drive the freeway." She leaned forward kissing theirsleeping heads, then placed a book mark at the page of the electronictablet she was reading from."Lexi, what was that you were just reading?" I asked."Oh this, this is the Spirit Journey to Iridani," she blushed. "Theywere asking about you, and I decided to give them a bit of history. CiCisaid it. And they’ve been together ever since. Is that okay?”“Of course.”“Even if she might be coaxed to join our traveling show?”“I’d miss her. But truthfully she’s never been the best waitress,” she giggled. “She sings. A really sweet voice. Writes her own songs. She’s a brave girl, but shy about that.”“Interesting,” Joe grinned. “School?”“Just finished. Wanted a year off before college.”“Perfect.”“Perfect? You think ... this will continue?”“Hard to know. But Rhonda has never made friends easily. I’m.