.." His voice got much quieter, adopting a pleading tone. "Would you write down that I could no longer be summoned by the ring? Make it so that Olympi...s shows the ringwielder she picks how to use the ring. I am tired of being the one always at the disposal of those who should never have power in the first place." Very well, Orny." I quickly added, "I, Ornias, can never be summoned by the ring of Solomon ever again, and in return pledge never to plague or harm in any way the ringwielder or any. Somewhat petrified.Eventually, a girl in her mid-twenties turned the corner. My, er,unorthodox appearance had clearly caught her eye, but she soldiered on.She had the Dunkin' uniform on, and looked like she went to the localcollege. A little tired from a joe job, but perky enough, it felt."Can I, um help you?" she asked. Clearly had decided to pretend that Ididn't look unusual.I had my story ready - I certainly wasn't going to admit that this was allmy idea! "Yeah, I lost a bet with my little. As she stepped out into the fresh air, the van was there with it's door open. They obviously knew what she looked like. With no luggage, it was a very quick entry to the van, and the door immediately closed behind her and locked. It was the first sign that she was now entering into the life of complete slavery.She was able to see outside, as the van pulled away. Knowing it was a one way view made her feel more comfortable about the first order she received. The driver, whom she couldn’t see. These sex games with my step mum went on every night until after a few months my father came home for a short holiday.At first he complained about having to put the two beds back together….but I volunteered my help and the moaning soon ended, and he did agree that it was not fair for me to sleep on a sofa in the living room, so he agreed that he was going to get a builder to add another room to the house.Whilst the building work at home was going on, he took Nadia and me on a holiday for around.