She could feel his body move close behind her, and she started to turn her head toward him. Suddenly, the sharp point of a knife was pressed to her ne...k, just under her right ear."Keep looking straight forward, and not a word. Understand?"She nodded slightly.She had just returned from the restroom to the banquet hall to find the newest CEO already starting his speech on the raised platform at the front of the hall. To avoid drawing attention to herself by returning to her table, she had decided. The coveralls were a nice light blue and came out of the dryer looking good.We stopped at a Burger King for a sausage, biscuit and egg sandwich along with a container of milk each. That should get us through till lunch.We walked into the shop at eight sharp. Gene was staring at the frame. He had one of his squares measuring angles and a tape measure holding it to check a length as we approached."There is no way you did this already," he said."It's not done. We have most of a day yet probably,". The receptionist rushed in, grabbed Tammie by the wrist, and pulled her toward the door."Dr. Stevens will kill me if I forget to get your height and weight. Hurry!" Tammie tried to protest but the nurse was pulling her by the wrist and it was a little painful. She was pulled, buck naked, out into the hallway in full view of anyone and everyone in the waiting room. She shut her eyes quickly, hoping to block out the scene -- wishing desperately that if she could not see them then they could not. Meanwhile, three masseurs were guzzling Falernian under his eyes, and when they spilled a great deal of it in their brawling, Trimalchio declared they were pouring a libation to his Genius. He was then wrapped in a coarse scarlet wrap-rascal, and placed in a litter. Four runners, whose liveries were decorated with metal plates, preceded him, as also did a wheel-chair in which rode his favorite, a withered, blear eyed slave, even more repulsive looking than his master. A singing boy approached.