He said it often last night and this morning. I was beginning to wonder what was going on. When they got back they were very active and talkative. The...y told me they had a hard time finding the studio and that it was in a small house run by a blind man. that was why they came back late. They said they were able to record five songs, but they did not have a tape or a cd from the session. If that never materialized, I'd know something had happened other than them making music together. As they had. The pay was good too.Everything was going smoothly until one evening, a seemingly old man asked me to accompany him to his room for a glass of wine. Since I was new to this, I did not understand what he meant and went to his room. The room was huge. It must have been a presidential suite. The old man poured two glasses of wine and made small talk. He casually handed me an envelope and asked me if that was enough. It was almost five times my normal price. I was still stunned to see so much money. "No problem, let me fix that for you" She then poured another pitcher of cold water into the bucket. On theoutside thermometer I could see that it was still 110 degrees. I stilltried to stop her, but this time she looked at me and said "I reallydon?t think you can take that much enema inside you. But I will add justa little more to satisfy your needs." She then took a Fleet Enema bottleand emptied its contents into the bucket. I realized that she was goingto empty the full contents of the. . quirks." Ryan rubbed her forehead. "I believe you. So, how is everything going?" "Really well, thanks. We have a show later today." "Good—no, wait, I have to say 'break a leg,' right?" "If you want to. I'm not picky, and that's for the theater anyway." "All right. Good luck, break a leg, whatever it is. Hope you have a good show, Ryan." "Thanks, Bax, and thanks for calling. If you see Brody, tell him I miss him, and to call me when he feels up to it." "Will do. Bye, Ryan." She said goodbye.