”“Alright, the judges are ready and they want to see ... Mark Day,” he pointed to him. Mark received supportive cheers and applause from most of...the competitors.Another camera would show Mark and other contestants walk across the darkened room lit by large stone-like squares on the floor.Mark re-entered the room, his hands covering his face. He broke down in emotional tears, going to his knees. The air was filled with appreciative cheers and applause for him.“Ladies and gentlemen, the first. From the moment that I saw my mother’s friend, Margaret, in the basement fucking her with a strap-on dildo, I knew I would never be the same. The entire way I viewed my f****y and the world around it changed forever. Things that were abstract and absured ideas were now realities in my own life. I didn’t even really know what a strap-on was, and now my mother was a lesbian being fucked with one by a woman who chatted with me about Shakespear and ate at our dinner table. My world was upside. I did find a note taped on the fridge that said she had went into the office early. Sure she did, I thought sarcastically as I drank my first cup of coffee. It was close to nine oclock, while I was nursing my third cup, when Cat called. I need you to get over here right now, she said without so much as a how-do-you do. Happy birthday to you too, I said. Listen! Just get over here, you wont believe what I have to tell you, she spouted then hung up. Throwing on a wife-beater tank top, baggy. She had to admit, the woman could still turn heads, that’s for sure.As Nicole looked at that picture of the three of them, her eyebrows went up questioningly. Both women were leaning on Rick from each side, and whereas Sherri had her hand on Rick’s chest, Brenda had her hand on her son’s upper thigh. All of them had a sly grin on their faces, and Nicole sensed something mischievous in their eyes-as if they all knew something nobody else did. She looked back at that hand of her mother-in-law’s.