He grabbed my wrist and led me to the door of the basement. I was never allowed down there, I got curious a couple times but it was always locked. He ...ed me to the bottom of the stairs and down a long hallway to a room that looked like it was one big shower. I was in the middle of the room and he looked at me and said, Undress. I looked at him to see if he was serious, this only seemed to enrage him. He came towards me and grabbed me white tank top and ripped it open, he then put his hand up my. I checked him out as I entered. He was slim, his black hair was cutshort but came over the years, a little like the Sharon Stone look andhe wore silver earrings in both ears. He was dressed in a white vest-like top and pink shorts, and he wore a pair of silver bangles on hisleft wrist. He had thick silver anklets with bells onthem on his barefeet and both feet had a toe-ring each. There was also a hint of palepink nail polish on the toes. ankletsHe saw me checking him out and he blushed. She had never been so candid with him. What the hell was going on? Had somebody put something in the water?Cynthia sat with her pencil poised over her pad, looking at him with wide hazel eyes, waiting, giving the impression that she hadn’t said anything out of the ordinary.“Ready, Cynthia?“Ready, Mr. Reed.”He sighed and tried to collect his thoughts. “Relax, call me Gene.”“I can call you Gene, but I can’t relax in the office.” She giggled, a little coyly.He leaned back in his chair. “How do you. He'd started and pitched well in at least four other no-decision games that he could have won, given only minor changes in the circumstances. (The Atlanta rain-delay game -- the one I'd ultimately finished for him and won -- was an example.)Shiggie's selection to the All-Star roster was a no-brainer.As Shig's interpreter, Amy was slated to make the trip to San Francisco with him and the other Oriole all stars.As the long-reliever with a record of 1-2 with five "holds," I wasn't going anywhere.