Rome
Marching soldiers streets of antiquated Italy.Rome was thriving. A young wolf looped through the woods around the eight hills . The roads the senate,the family, spaghetti on sunday aromas, filling mother’s kitchen.Father wanted better for mother always. Father offered to buy slaves mother slapped father.
You could have heard a pin drop into hay. As soon as she struck him father looked sad then he laughed.’Such passion, my Lottie! Mother’s name was Ameila , dad said mother was a lotta woman. The best woman!
Father was a leader of his guild. He gentle grabbed mother’s arm and bent her over his knee and gently slapped her butt.
In a second mother and dad were kissing dad had mother pinned.I had entered the kitchen.I was bearly eleven by leaps and bounds. I understood sex.Fatger was the first changelin to have fallen in love with a woman and her him. Together they had sired twenty eight children.
Among them were two dragons, six horses,two rabbit’s, five wolf,two fox,one rat,an eagle and a falcon,four cats and four dogs.
I think i counted right. I was to go to Alexandra with father and the guild. At twelve-year-old I was steal easily concealed as a boy.A boy I would have been old enough to join father on a campaign.
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