Shug continued his tour of the ranch. "Sorry

Shug continued his tour of the ranch. "Sorry if this is boring for a 21st century gal, Elisa." It worried him that she was only interested in "his" Orb. The Orb was friendlier than

he was, that's for sure, and it disturbed him that Elisa had taken his Orb to bed with her in the kennel last night. "Note my magnificent stallions!" Shug boasted. But Elisa absent

meant she wasn't there to note his magnificent stallions. She was free, of course, to note them if she wanted to but that was all on her & didn't have anything to do with his Orb.

Horses were assholes. It all made sense now. And the Orb didn't affect assholes (at least not on this setting). One foot each on a stallion's back, she raced along the food court

urinating on the pizza & defecating on the salad bar, while stuffed inside an orange polyester track suit. The orb is the answer to everyone’s fantasies unless you’re an asshole.

"Hey, I didn't order THIS on my pizza!" Candace screamed at the waiter in the orange track suit. "We only guarantee speedy delivery," he said, "not accuracy!" "I'm taking my orb

off the market," Candace said as she practically threw the pizza in front of the kids. "Why? What happened," Omar asked from the bridge. "Gonna need it to fix the pizza situation."

Candace frowned. Omar was right, the pizza situation couldn't continue. The kids tucked into their pizzas, but that didn't solve the bigger problem. "Okay" Candace replied "Grab a

shovel" They took turns digging a 6' trench in the backyard, and she watched the kids finish the pizza as Omar went off to get the gasoline. "Come on kids, we're going to play."