Three! See these big curved pieces of wood across the deck? They're called 'horses', and the block, the pulley controlling the 'sheet' – the rope to... the bottom back corner of the sail, slides across it. You do not sit on it, you do not stand next to it, especially in front of it, when we're sailing. Ever. Okay?" When there was an inadequate murmured response, Pete said, "is anyone listening to me?" He got a rather louder 'okay', that time. He pointed at one of the boys. "Rule one?" No-one on. . or my boss does, or even Rafi does! I want to get pregnant! Over and over ... repeatedly pregnant! I’m gonna start bending over for every man who answers the door, papi! Every man! I can’t help it! Thanks to that ... damn ... ray ... gun ... I’m a fucking slut now! You understand, right?” Mireya confessed, hoping that I wouldn’t get upset.“Mireya, I had you zapped for a reason! I want you to be a slut ... for me and others! I want you to fuck anyone who wants you! You’re immune from disease. .. do what? His imagination stopped there even if he knew there would be more.He remained erect, and now painfully so, while Sandrine took him through the names of every vegetable he knew and some he’d never heard of.Finally, with a giggle and a smile, Sandrine took mercy on him.“Enough for today, Roger, do you think?”Roger couldn’t think, but he nodded. Once more he was locked in anticipation, as if his mind had seized and refused to contemplate either what was happening or what might happen.. Helen, of course, called me several times a day to compare notes on Cheryl's condition. Cheryl was actually doing better than the soft hearted Helen. Helen was worried that she might not do all that she possibly could to help ... I swore Helen had a heart of pure gold.Her Dad's memorial service was a lot like Gunny's, but with less pomp and circumstance. The people who attended were better dressed. Also they all appeared to be well off, financially anyway. I knew that her dad had invented.