A ritual that startedduring my early teen years, has to do with me hand washing mommy'sunmentionables. The ritual was always the same with only minorv...riations.Saturday morning, mommy wakes me at 5 a.m. I change into a pair oforange cheerleader panties. They have a small white megaphoneembroidered over my right butt cheek. I put on a pair of Playtex pinkrubber gloves. Mommy reminds me (with a hard swat to my behind) that Iforgot to put on my apron before I put on the gloves. She grabs my. It was lucky her college wasn’t too far from Civic, I guess that’s one advantage of living in a city of less than half a million people. I tipped the cabbie extra and this time she led me by the arm, me having no idea where to go, and we rushed up to her room. Our outer layers of clothes came off faster than a budget porno and she threw everything from her single bed onto the floor were we both collapsed, once again entangling ourselves together. ‘I still can’t believe you came’ she gasped. "Marie Ormond."He watched Marie rush up to the stage as the brunette announced a couple of other names. Then it happened. One moment Donny was all smiles, watching Marie on the stage. She was radiantly beautiful; then in his world turned to shit. Frank grabbed Marie and kissed her deeply.It wasn't a congratulations kiss; it was a soul kiss in front of a crowd of applauding onlookers."Marie Ormond and Frank Kruchten. Hell, they're practically married already. I know. Don't they make a sweet. All the way back Gaius kept offering his apologies but I knew I hadbeen given a warning about the future. As the ruler in Genoria I hadbeen safe. Now, with the ending of our state I would lose any power Ihad. I would be just an ordinary citizen to any of these Roman ruffiansand I could be a victim again. I would definitely have to get out ofsight. It had been my intention to disappear quietly with as littlefuss as possible, but now I was furious. I would make the Romans paybitterly for their.