My happiness is wrappedup in my utter submission to the person who controls my life. Once thatwas my mother and now it is Helen. She is taller than me... by at leastthree inches, beautiful, sophisticated, elegant and possessed with awickedly erotic mind.Perhaps the biggest gift my mother gave me was to allow me to serve her.Once she realised the sense of devotion I felt for her she allowed me totake care of her in every way possible. I did everything around the houseand prepared every meal she. Once she was finished with the punishment, she pointed to the backboardand it said:"Let us behave properly as in the day, not in carousing and drunkenness,not in sexual promiscuity and sensuality, not in strife and jealousy. Butput on the Lord Jesus Christ, and make no provision for the flesh inregard to its lusts.Or do you not know that your body is a temple of the Holy Spirit who isin you, whom you have from God, and that you are not your own?But I say, walk by the Spirit, and you will not. But for true amusement, the kind of amusement that all men require from time to time, we have only our one camel. Each man has the use of the camel for a night, in rotation." He gave Hurtado a nervous, sidelong glance.The animal in question was a shaggy, smelly beast tethered to a post near the back of the fort. Hurtado was deeply shocked by the obvious meaning in Major Dilantro's words, and his first impulse was to reply angrily. He was a decent man, proud to be an officer in Her Majesty's. "You got the cooler, Brody Boy? This here's an 80-80 mornin' a'ready." 's on the porch, Pa. I'm jist fixin' to get 'er in the truck."The old man nodded and continued wiping his face, idly waving his broad-brimmed hat with his other hand to cool down the already darkened sweat band. Brody climbed the porch steps to retrieve the cooler and glanced at the fancy thermometer his brother, Amos, sent last Christmas. The top dial indicated 83 degrees. The middle one said the humidity was 81 percent..