And that part wishes I'd never gotten involved in Annie's home life, that I'd left things as they were. She might have not left me." And she might be ...hopelessly screwed up, or even dead," he said."I know that! I said it was the evil part of me." I took a breath. "And now you want me to do it again. And I'm stuck, because you're right-I can't turn away from someone in trouble. And since you've so thoughtfully forced me to support a person in trouble, I'm stuck." I sighed. "You know what's worse?. The thing has its own power supply, there is no way you can turn it off, so relax, let Mary teach you, and enjoy." You know you can sound quite scary." Don't let me put you off. My wife means the world to me— I like her to have her fun— but she has to be safe. That's all."I watched him drive off and called Carol."He's on his way." Are you bringing him?" No, I'm delivering pizzas instead of him." You're wicked." I told him my name was Matt and you're Mary. Give him a good time, make me proud."I. The rough work of the carving was quite acceptable, since it was far enough away from one's eyes that the flaws in my hasty carving were not obvious. Chief Umgallah wanted it mounted to the central support column of his yurt and to poke through the ceiling as high as it was safe for it to project. I guessed that one meter of its length bound to the support and two meters projecting through the roof was a safe combination.The ceremonial mounting of the totem came on the fifth day. I explained. "I chuckled and added, "I'd volunteer for the job. That is one spankable ass." Pretty soon we were all turned looking at her. She looked up, aware that she was the subject of the laughter and leers, but unsure why. "Excuse, me," she said, helped by Benji, holding her package in her hand, "can someone please tell me what is so fucking funny?" At that the shop got quiet as a church. We cut up in my shop, but rough language is just not tolerated. Anyone who is a regular knows that and it has never.