“I’m afraid it’s not quite that simple. There is a learning curve and until all the small tics are worked out we have instituted automatic stops..., in case of emergency,” Doc was cautious. “Stops, do you mean automatic shutdowns?” “Yes, until we feel comfortable putting this into the hands of lay persons.” “Suppose, just suppose all this can work, you still haven’t given Ben a reason why he should learn to use this technology. How are you going to tell him his wife has been fucking around and. Is- is that, um, what you'rewearing..." My skirt, you mean?" I ask, frowning as dad nods."Is it- is it the jeans we got you for Christmas last year?" Dad asks."Well, 2014, but yes," I say. "You know I hardly wear jeans anymore,dad." Right," dad mumbles, making me groan."Dad," I sigh. "We- we need to talk about this, we really do." I'm okay just letting you do your own thing, Nikki," dad says."Well I'm NOT okay having to tread on eggshells around the one personwho should support me more than. I needed to come up with an idea to try and protect them.I looked at Sherman and said, “I’m going to need to find a partner for Johnny.”He was sneering at me when I spotted Doctor Honyestewa. I raised my eyebrows and nodded at him.He smiled broadly, then stated loudly, “I volunteer to be Johnny’s partner!”Sherman was now laughing so hard he could barely speak, “Oh HELL yes! An Indian and a retard! This just keeps getting better and better!”He was still laughing as he added, “Steve and Brenda,. I'll attendto him now while we're talking," Joyce lied, breaking the golden ruleof deprivation day by smothering John's whimpers beneath one hisspecial petticoat hoods, the black taffeta and net enfolded around overhis head and gag and tied up tight so as to further muffle any sound."Is that all Jane?" Joyce said as she stroked and smoothed the taffetalined lingerie against John's cheeks, pushing tight over his lips torestrict his mouth movement."Could you tell him I called? I have an.