Me. M.C. Martinez, who was my second in command, but really ran the show, 'cause he knew what the fuck to do in lots of strange situations, whereas I ...was still learning. Hollerith, third in line. '42' – Jackie Robinson, a black guy from the same town as the 'other' Jackie Robinson. 42 was the 'other' Jackie Robinson's uniform number. Lou Trezciewicz – 'Trez' to us – a wiry guy who was our main radio and comms expert. And Bob Bumeral, the guy who could make anything go 'boom' if you gave him. And wouldn’t you know it, there is no cell phone service. Nothing to do now but try to get a ride.I stand by the car wearing my best helpless look. There isn’t very much traffic at this hour. I don’t feel very optimistic about my chances. Then along comes a car, way out here in the middle of the night.Guess what? It stops! I gratefully hop in the front seat. There’s a hot guy driving, you know the type. Short hair, fit but not too buff, just the way I like them. I see he’s checking me out while. "You should really leave that behind." I'll keep it hidden," I smiled."We're in Christian lands. And not like the ones in California. You saw Ashland."I wrapped the oilcloth up. "I'm with Saint Chasity and a nun. We'll be fine."We kept walking. In an hour, we reached a green sign with faded, white letters that read, "Medford 3 miles."Chase and Sister Stella walked ahead, leading Alison the pack mule. They often walked in front, talking and giggling, sharing their love. I understood. I liked the. ..but it still had some way to go before it was ready fro action.Lizzie stared directly at Derrick , a smile crossed her face which got bigger the more she saw Derrick's smile broaden as he watched the contents in her hand. Lizzie became needy, lustful even and the thought of what she was about to do made her feel so erotic and sexy.Derrick reached out to cup and fondle her breasts as he lounged against the headboard of the bed. He still marvelled at them after all the years they had been.