27After a happy weekend of joy-riding in Kate’s “Scarlet Mama Red” Audi convertible, and, for Kate and Harry, joy-cruising on the Fuckit Bucket, he was off Monday for another grueling trip of sales calls, golf four-somes, and overnight foursomes. Kate resolved not to spend any more than eighty percent of her time fretting which lucky svelte financial analysts and long-legged blonde ex-collegiate champion players were traveling lower class with her Master. Players! Hah!
A few days after Harry left, Zeke announced during his morning shower with Kate that he had another urgent assignment. He acknowledged it involved South America, but refused again to so much as hint which country, or possibly countries, he was off to. Nor could he estimate how long he might be away. He said he’d send Les Ba
