I had the feeling the British would know and would try to interfere in some way. Just before the meeting time, we went my home on the way and found th...at it had been ransacked! I was more right than I had thought.At the meeting, other elders of the village were there but Honso was not. A neighbor of his advised us that a small squad of British had taken him away.Jonso conferred with a couple of elders. One of them, Arno, presided over the meeting. He called us to order. The first issue was Honso. He laughed,because I was staring, then he pulled me inside andclosed the door. The next thing I knew, I wasenveloped in a big bear hug and was being kissedpassionately. I felt a little dizzy as Trelane led meto the big couch in his living room. I did noticethat all the blinds were pulled and it was a littledark, even though it was bright and sunny outside. Ifelt Trelane's hands on my clothes and suddenly I wasnaked before him. I sighed as I felt Trelane's handsroaming all over my body,. It was even in our first class, the dreaded eight AM calculus. She came in late, while our instructor, Mr. Barney, was handing out the syllabus. He didn't even look up as she slid into the desk next to me.I recognized her, even if I didn't know her name. She was a cheerleader for a school in the suburbs. I had been a benchwarmer on my school's team, which had given me a chance to look at the other team's cheerleaders. She was one of those exceptionally pretty ones who lingered in my memory well. She'd always had a lot of self-confidence, but now that confidence had become more tangible. She knew she could run, carry heavy loads, and fight, things a lot of girls her age never even thought about.She'd also gotten the top marksmanship award on the rifle range."I shot perfect the very first time we qualified with the M4," she announced, proudly. "And all thanks to Bob for teaching me how to shoot so well. But nobody groped me while I was doing it." She grinned. Then she shrugged. "Shooting.