Sundays mornings beforechurch were especially girly days. Everybody would spend hours gettingall made up for church. For me I was ready in about 10 mi...utes and spentmy time watching cartoons while they all paraded back and forth from thekitchen, to the bathroom, to the bedroom. Grandmother always juggledgetting ready with making breakfast for everyone. She would walk thru theliving room in front of the TV and on to the kitchen wearing nothing butpantyhose and a bra. Then later she would walk. I was stood up, turned toward my audience with my eyes cast down, fully on display. There was applause and I curtsied slightly before I was led out of the room and back to the sitting room.Justin was there, waiting. “Ruby…there are no words. You are magnificent.”“Thank You, Sir.”“No, truly. I have never seen woman so obedient, so submissive, so….magnificent.” He stood me in front of the mirror. Aside from the red marks here and there from slapping or groping or dogs mounting me, I. “Even in German she would recognize her own name. And there are English language newspapers here.”“Right now she’s in her room waiting for me. I need to finish getting our tickets and then I’ll meet you at the hotel,” Keith said. “You’ll finally get to see the Library of Alexandria! I’m sorry Maddie and I will be headed a different direction.”“Keith, you can’t just run off looking for buried treasure,” Frank said. “That’s what happened to Errol fifty years ago. He came up out of that chamber. He grinned back. "You should've figured out by now that I'm not that pristine." Yeah, you're right," he grinned. "In fact-and I'm being a real jerk by even bringing this up, especially if it's not true, but I'm curious. I heard a rumor that you 'got it on' with some guy in right field." True story. Not just 'some guy, ' though, Skipper. Your starting catcher," I grinned."You... and Kirkland?!?" Yeah, I thought you knew." No, I thought you guys were just good friends." No, Coach, sorry. We're.