TYRANNUS EFFEMINATUS HOMINUM glared the screen. I sat down andpressed enter.And, so as not to take all night writing about what happened today,I'll tr... to be as brief as I can. You are still here, aren't you? Youmay be my only tie back to Michael because you will know the wholestory of how my life changed. Please be here. I need you.The screen came alive with a video. Apparently my Rome was dividedinto several sects. At the top of the order were the Senators andtheir Feminae. Those of this sect. Looking at herself as a boy felt surreal. She felt that Harry nowbelonged to the past and all that was left of him was memory andphotographs, much like her parents whom constantly lay in the back of hermind. She wondered if her vision was real, if she had actually met themin another world. She supposed she would not find out until the time camewhen she really did have to die. In a way, she liked to think that herold persona had gone on to join her parents but she knew she was overromanticising.. When she finally reached a place where she could see into the bedroom, she was shocked to see Mary Beth in the middle of the bed being fucked doggie style by a big black man. Mary Beth was sucking the cock of a young Mexican, who was kneeling in front of her, while two white guys stood by the bed working on their cocks while watching. All of the men were young enough to be her sons. Bonnie stood dead still and watched the erotic tableau-taking place in front of her. The Mexican apparently came. It was all new to her, so they stuck with the script forthe remainder of the afternoon."Is your homework all done?" Rose asked as she and John loaded thedishwasher."Yes. I only had Bio and Theater. The Bio was a chapter summary. I didit during a break on the set. Theater was to compare two versions ofthe same character in different versions of the story. I did TomBuchanan from 'The Great Gatsby' - Bruce Dean in the 1974 version andJoel Edgerton in 2013. I passed it in on the website on the way.