The surly teens are in back, watching their "Top Chef" marathon.
Mistress and Slave have been trading off driving shifts through Bloody Kansas.
We did stop long enough to take a shot of the "Welcome to Holcomb Kansas" sign, scene of the Clutter murders made famous by Truman Capote.
and Slave is still frustrated.
This morning I woke in a Comfort Inn, somewhere in Missouri, with a raging hard on. The girls and Mistress were still snoozing. I was tempted to sneak off into the loo and take advantage of the privacy the way our Western Correspondent would under similar cirumstance.
But, reminded of our "no touch" rule, I thought better of it.
Hopefully I will get brownie points from Mistress this evening when we finally arrive at our undisclosed destination.