Thanks to the storm, branches for fishing poles were in abundance and needed only some trimming with the machete by the back door.Alyson was concerned... about the time that they might be stranded until Search and Rescue found them, but she was showing a brave face. No, that wasn't fair. She was coping with the situation, probably because neither he nor Mary had shown any fear. Concern, yes; but not fear. Plus he had told her to think of the reaction of the rest of her schoolmates when she wrote. Bergerud was serious in his plans, and I found myself inundated with class schedules, lesson plans, lecture notes and more student visits than I'd ever hoped to see. It was a bit overwhelming and not for the first time I started questioning my desire to teach."It's worth it," he said one afternoon when I told him how exhausted I was."Really?" I asked."Absolutely."My own classes, the ones I would be taking, were shaping up to be busy as well, but with a little boost of confidence from Dr.. His deep voice and gentle manner helped her to relax and as his softly caressing hands strayed from her neck to the flanges of her large, soft breasts she relaxed in his arms."I know how you feel, Mrs. Bartlett. You're angry and hurt that your family could have done such things, aren't you?" Uh, yes Reverend. I... I guess that's it. But Sir? How could he? They?" It's the way God made us, Sister. Have you... have you done everything with him that they did?" Oh no Reverend Wilson! I couldn't!. She took me to a..." A what?"Another sigh. "A party," he said. "Look, you know what I was like back in college. I was an engineering major. Basically, I was a nerd, right?" Well, sure, but I was a nerd in college too. I majored in computer programming for God's sake. What's the big deal? I'm a part-time programmer and you're a full time engineer. We're both still nerds when you come down to it. Haven't you accepted that by now?" Well, yeah," he said. And it was true. It really was no big deal..