"Sorry G. She already ripped me a new one. Please, don't be angry, ladies. I wasn't focusing where I should have and I apologize." "Apology accepted."... "This is not a place where I want to be embarrassed, J." "I know. It won't happen again. She accepted my apology." I saw just a hint of a grin then. I may have failed one test and passed another. "Getting back to what you asked, why don't you ask her?" "Um, G. Wouldn't it have been safer to get a booth?" "It will be harder for people to overhear. I've broken TheMistress' robot, I thought. She's going to come in here and dismantleme, then destroy my brain... But as I thought about it, I calmed down. Wait, that's not right. I see Natsuko in here every single day, but TheMistress hasn't been in here for weeks. Why send her assistant in herewhile she does work out there? The answer was obvious: The Mistress isgiving her busywork. She's not an assistant, she's a malfunctioningandroid. I waited for someone to come rushing in to the. "Of course they do. It's part of the fantasies of many women and men. They are very expensive, but we do a lot of business with them."There were other items in the specialty area, which made Tim turn beet red when he realized their purpose. Elizabeth just laughed. "Poor boy," she said. "This is a whole new world to you. It will take some getting used to, but once you do, you'll be fine."Tim settled in to work. Most of his day consisted of bookkeeping and other paper shuffling. He spoke. He listened to footsteps that weren't friend or family. He looked up to see a man dressed like an old fashion english butler. "Who are you?" They call me the Sandman." he replied."Not exactly what I expected you to look like." Paul replied. "Then again I never thought I'd see you." Oh, I've had many looks over the centuries but to serve you a dream wish this look is as good as any other." he raised his wand and springled dream dust on Paul. "A Sabrina dream you'll never forget."The next thing.