You do not even know a fraction of the contacts I have in Washington."Cassie blinks. "Wait, what? What does that have to do with--" And as such, I am ...well aware of what will happen if they get their grubby fingers in this particular pie. I don't know who is better qualified or in a better position to prevent that disaster than me. I could not live with myself if I backed down now."Cassie's eyes shimmer. She has no idea what her father is talking about, but she feels a sudden swell of pride for. Bit by painful bit the bottle went in till it reached the wide part. "That's enough, it wont go any further", I offered. "I took a lot more up me", she answered and continued pushing. That was it I couldn't take anymore she was ripping me apart. I screamed the code word and she stopped. "Sorry", she said, "Have I gone too far?". I laughed at the innocence of the question. "I can't take any more of that bottle", I said. "Do you want to stop the game?", she asked. "No", I answered, "I've come. "It's time to go" she said and I said "go hell I just came". We both laughed and we went on our way.After the pre-op stuff I was laying on a gurney and Betty was at my side. The nurse was checking my vitals and she commented if I was feeling OK and had I taken any d**gs in the last 24 hours. I said no and she had a look of disbelief. Betty also commented and asked the nurse if there was a problem. "Well", the nurse said, "normally when people are having surgery their BP and heart rate are. He loitered inside the building, having noticed that he could observe others' avatars approaching through the door. Gretchen's LadySonja never materialized.Rich logged off and shut down the Second Life application. He began composing an email message.Gretchen:Rich stared at the screen.I want you to know how sorry I am that I upset youHe shook his head and deleted the last line. Rich planted his elbows on his desk and rested his chin in his palms.I'm sorry we had a misunderstanding"No, no, no,".