”Ms. Meyer laughed, “I’m sorry for laughing, but this sounds like something straight out of Days of Our Lives or General Hospital!”I nodded, �...�Or Dallas. The difference is, all of this is above board and all the girls know about each other.”“If you’ll forgive my curiosity, this young woman, Kara, she’s already agreed to be a wife, but not the legal one. And the other, uh, position, is open and there are two girls competing for it?”I chuckled, “So it might seem to an outsider. In reality, I don’t. Then she told me that many of them don’t dye their pubic hair and those that do find that it doesn’t take the dye as well as the hair on their head, so the guy in the movie was talking about seeing his girl’s pubic hair to find out if she was a true blonde or not.Then she floored me when said that I was probably wondering if she was a true blonde or not. I looked at her and told her that now that I know what it means that yes I am curious and then asked her if she was a true blonde. She told me. " Goddess I was still pissed."By all that's holy, man! You can't just go around threatening dukes, you're lucky that he didn't have you thrown in irons!"I laughed bitterly. "I had just finished taking apart his champion in less time than it takes to tell you about it. Mother Browynn was the Arbiter and most of the nobility of the city was there. I had him trapped. Besides, there was not one man in attendance that would have crossed swords with me that morning." Harrumph, well that was well. I doubt she would ever make jokes about being a Feminazi. ***** The apartment building in which she lived might be dilapidated, but it was home. Cypress found it comforting to walk into the living room and find her father slouched on the couch, watching T.V. and munching on Chee-tos. He grumbled a greeting as she bent over and kissed him on the cheek, that was just his way. Humming off tune to herself, she went into the kitchen to prepare a snack. That was her afternoon ritual: come home, kiss.