Modified. The murdering part didn’t need to be changed, but the part afterwards, where I’d wander around aimlessly not knowing what to do with my ...life, would be improved significantly. With the Prince dead, there would be need for a replacement.And my decision most certainly didn’t have any thing to do with my observation that women – at least the two I knew – seemed to find power attractive. Nothing at all.Hanna had come up with a way to help me on my plan, and she’d needed to return to Braka. She held out her arm and I wrapped it in mine, and we walked towards the common.When we got there, we found her parents and Tom. Then, suddenly, two other girls came running up, giggling, and hugging Kathy."Hello, girls," Mrs. Devereaux said. The two girls greeted everyone and turned to me."Meet the rest of the posse," Kathy giggled. "This is Lisa and Becky. Guys, this is Eric, Tom's roommate." Hi," Lisa giggled."Hello. You didn't tell us that Tom's roommate was cute," Becky said. Jesus, I was. As I walked down to my room, I thought about what he said. He may have seen hundreds of women but there was no way I was going to let him see me. I've lived 23 years without a man seeing me naked and that wasn't about to change.My folks had some very fundamentalist ideas about the human body. When God created it, it was good. But once that thing happened in the garden with the serpent and the apple, it became a tool of the devil; something to keep hidden as Adam and Eve did with the fig. Then she proceeded to stuff the smelly scrap of cloth up my cunt. They told me to put on a pair of panties and to sit for Reggie.Reggie, I assumed correctly was the gay boy. I sat on the vanity bench and Reggie looked me over. He lifted my hair and acted like it was a disaster. “Oh my, my, what ever shall I do with this stuff?” he asked himself. As he ran a brush through my hair till it glided through the strands like silk. He separated sections and pins some up with bobby pins and the rest he.