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consultations with the psychiatrist in charge of it。 And no one； not once； has ever told us the sensation was supposed to e from down THERE！ Isn't that right； Candy？〃
〃That is correct；〃 said Candy。 〃Not the faintest mention of it anywhere！ I was almost to the breaking point of pretending； until I had that。。。 that。。。〃
〃Orgasm？〃 I said。
〃Oh； is THAT what an organism is？〃 said Candy。
〃O…R…G…A…S…M；〃 I spelled out for her。 〃Orgasm。〃
〃Crikes； what a beautiful word；〃 said Candy。 〃I know why people take up Christianity now； if that is going to Heaven。〃
〃They lied to us；〃 said Miss Pinch bitterly。 〃They simply told us that； to carry out Rockecenter's program to cut down the population of the world； we had to be lesbians。 I was supposed to be the man…one and Candy was supposed to be my wife。 We couldn't do anything else； as they've also turned all the males into gays and made it a crime to break up their marriages。〃
She stood up suddenly。 It made me very nervous。 She looked around。 She couldn't find anything portable to throw so she slammed the whole Iron Maiden over frontwards on the floor。 〃（Bleep） them！〃 she gritted。 〃They've made us underprivileged！ They have been depriving us of women's rights for all these years！ I'm going to get my revenge！〃
I was alarmed。 〃Wait a minute。 This is treason；〃 I said。 〃What about Rockecenter？〃
She spat！ She picked up a beer can and slammed it down on the floor。 〃Rockecenter can go （bleep） himself！
Psychiatric Birth Control！ I spit on Psychiatric Birth Control。〃 She picked up another beer can and threw it down with a crash。 〃I spit on the Chief Psychiatrist！ I spit on psychiatry！ I spit on Rockecenter for promoting psychiatry！ They've cost us years and years and years of a very beautiful thing！〃 She was looking around wildly for something else to throw down。
I knew how to stop this barrage。 It might e my way in a minute。 It wasn't psychology； it was a sense of self…preservation。 〃You can't expect me to live here in the midst of all this mess…all this torture equipment。 I'd have nightmares and walk out the door。〃
〃No； no；〃 said Candy hurriedly。
〃No； no；〃 said Miss Pinch in a sudden change of attitude。 She dive…bombed straight down into propitiation。 〃Listen。 We'll have it all moved out。 We'll redecorate the place。 You can have the back room。 We'll have a lock put on the inside of the door。 We'll have the garden cleaned up so you can have a nice view and sit and rest between times。 You can e and go as you please。 All you have to do is sleep with us in the front room every night and do it to us。〃
〃Not in that bed；〃 I said firmly。 〃And no shackles or mustard。〃
〃We'll get a nice big bed to hold three；〃 said Candy。
〃No shackles； no mustard；〃 said Miss Pinch。 〃Oh； please don't be a hard…hearted （bleepard）； Inkswitch dear。 Please； please； pretty please； say yes。〃
She looked like she was on the verge of honest tears。 I said； 〃Yes。〃
〃Oh！〃 screamed Candy； 〃untie me quick so I can kiss you； you dear man！〃
I had trouble cutting her bonds off。 Miss Pinch was hugging me and letting out little snarling sounds。
Candy got loose finally and kissed me。
Miss Pinch said； 〃You'll get your thousand bucks every day。 And we'll fix up the place。〃 Then she added； 〃And it's all settled？〃 as though she wanted to be reassured。
〃Yes；〃 I said again。
〃Oh； goody！〃 cried Candy； clapping her hands。 〃Let's all get dressed and go to a restaurant and have a deflowering celebration。〃
〃No；〃 said Miss Pinch； looking at me with a cocked head； pressed mouth and hungry eye； 〃Let's stay right here and do it all over again。 We've got the whole night。 But I'm first this time； Candy。 You can watch if you promise not to scream。 I'M the one who gets to scream when I have another of those GORGEOUS orgasms。 I'm getting breathless just thinking about it。〃
That was how I got the safe open。 In fact； three safes。 Well； not exactly as I planned； but one must learn to improvise。 One must know how to go deeper into things than one might have； at first； intended。
One has to know when to take things lying down。
Alas； if it had only kept up on a level with that night。
Chapter 10
For more than sixty hours now； my best…laid plans were getting blocked。 Stopping Heller was not making any progress； and it MUST； it MUST； it MUST！
In the back room of the apartment； I was fidgeting。 Part of it was scratching fleas。
For two days a Hellish din had been going on in the basement flat and garden。 Redecoration and refurnishing were proceeding apace。
I had signed a couple of Octopus Oil blank petty cash invoices with the name John Smith； and after that all Hades had e unstuck。 Workmen in the front room； workmen in the back room； workmen in the garden。 Plumbers； painters； electricians and even gays directing the new decor and furnishings。 It was a very good lesson that one should never sign invoices！
But the main reason I was fidgeting （aside from scratching fleas） was my inability to raise Raht on the two…way…response radio。 I knew he had it and I also knew he was refusing to answer it； just to spite me。
I did not dare phone the New York office； as I was on the run。 Raht was different； because on the two…way I could fool him into thinking I was in Africa。
That I contact him was desperately crucial： The 831 Relayers were on and at this close range my viewers were just flared out。 I did NOT know what was going on with my Target One： Heller！ Without that data and without a check on that hellhound； the Countess Krak； I dared not act。
I was in a rage to get something…anything…done to begin the job of finishing him off。
I had money…three thousand dollars。 Two of the bills were my regular pay。 The third one was for overtime。
I stared disconsolately into a bucket of daffodil…yellow paint。 A flea was swimming around in it； getting all yellow。 I was about to push him under with a paint paddle when he jumped out and vanished。 The incident sharpened my restless mood。 I had to get out of this overrun place and think。
I wiped some yellow paint spatters off my trench coat and went out for a walk。 The brisk and windy day should cool my fevered brow； calm me and let me concentrate。
All unsuspecting； I walked by a newsstand。 And there on the front page of the New York Grimes； big as big； it said：
WOMEN'S BOMB RIGHTS
ING UP AT UN
SECURITY COUNCIL
PETTICOAT PICKETING BEGINS
ANTINUCLEAR PROTEST
MARCHERS HOLD RALLY
AT EMPIRE UNIVERSITY
Heller again！ They had put that headline there just to nag me。
Then the full import of it hit me。 If that bill passed the Security Council now； Miss Simmons would be drooling all over Heller！ Rather than flunk him out of Empire as she had promised； she would pass him！ I would have lost a vital ally I had counted on to block his villainous rehabilitation of this planet； a plot that would ruin me； Lombar and Rockecenter。
Oh； I knew an emergency when I saw one。 What could I do？
I stood on the corner； almost frantic with the urgency of the emergency。 I stared up into the sky； beseeching the Gods for an omen。 I got it！ Right in my line of view was the Octopus Oil pany Building！ Rockecenter was in his Heaven and all would soon be right with the world。 I realized that Bury could not possibly know that 〃Wister〃 was behind this women's rights thing。 Rockecenter； Bury and everyone who mattered knew how dangerous women were already。 But pletely aside from that； Rockecenter controlled the uranium supplies of the world； and the thermonuclear…bomb market would crash if there was no more war on the horizon！ That bill； if passed； could bring about a devastating and disastrous peace！ Rockecenter must be frantic！
No sooner realized than activated。 I strode with swift stride to the Octopus building。
I walked straight in through the Benevolent Association door。 I was in luck！ There sat Bury！ His little snap…brim hat was sitting on top of a cage of white mice on his desk。 He looked up and the sides of his mouth twitched； as close to a smile as ever appeared on that