That kind of insanity I cannot evenbegin to fathom. You will just adore having periods! Though I must say,I have not had one for several months now--b...ut that is NO relief, if youknow what I mean!Think some more: do you want large hairy men staring at you, wanting tomake love to you, making love to you? And all you are able to do ismelt in their arms, a helpless and willing woman? And afterwards, inprotected sleep, the dreams of a nymph pursued by satyrs will haunt you;first caught, then. ''You've got your job to do, writing Quick's book. My job is dealing with shits like Toby. You get back to that boyfriend of yours and leave this to me. Bye for now.'He rang off. Dale by this time was sound asleep again. I felt worried for Toby, and guilty. We might not be boyfriends any more, but he would not be in trouble now if I had kept my mouth shut about the sect. Was Quick really going to torture him with the pads? The anxiety kept me awake for a couple of hours, but my fretting was of. You're so tired all the time. Maybe you should think about getting another job." What's for dinner?" he asked.Vicky sighed. "Steak. I'll go fix it."Maybe he'd feel more refreshed after he'd had something to eat. She watched him closely through dinner. He hardly glanced at her and didn't notice the sexy outfit she was wearing. She might as well have been a piece of furniture.Later, as she was washing the dishes, Don passed through the kitchen yawning. "Gosh, I'm bushed," he announced. "I think. You get your money from last week.”“Money?” Archie Brooks said, “I’m doing this out of love for music.”“Then who should get your check for $200?”“Then again,” he snapped his head up, “Money is good.”“Abbott, Joseph” he got up took it and gave me a hug.“Alexander, Charles” he did much the same.“Allen, James” generated a squeal from Joan, who was sitting with him.“Bell, Michael” he walked up saluted me and took the check.“What if we don’t have a bank account?” Dolores asked.“You need to get one..