Hank saw the blinking light when he came up from the playroom, where he had left his new sub nicely laid out over a sawhorse and ready for her spanking. He poured himself a glass of water, no ice, and took a long drink as he listened to the message. "Sybil, Sybil, Sybil," he said, shaking his head. He was both surprised and not surprised at the same time.