How are you holding up?" I wonder, these men were moving us at a hard pace."My feet are killing me, I have a dozen scrapes and I don't know what lande...d in my hair an hour ago," she complains good naturally."So, you are good," I smile at her courage. "Do you have any idea where we are?"I need a plan. I don't have an updated satellite system telling me to the inch where I was. And this was only my second day here. Even the universe can only expect so much from a trained guardian."I'm not real. I enjoyed helping them earn their Totin' Chip Award. The kids were exhausted by dinner time.We finished up our winter film study sessions on March 26th. We reviewed our first playoff game with Gov. Pinchot. We weren't going to play them in the regular season but could see them in the playoffs next year. They were one of the better teams in our part of the state.Coach Caffrey joined our group at the end of the film session. He wanted to report on some decisions regarding the next season. The. Okay." She unfastened her cutoffs and pushed them down until they were on the floor. Then she did the same with her white bikini panties. She was as bare as a baby. She knelt up in front of me. "See?"Even though the lights were off in the car, there was plenty of visibility from the parking lot lights. I stared at her beautiful hairless cleft. "Can I touch it?" I asked."Sure."I did so. It felt wonderful—and strange. I longed to put my finger inside her, but I thought that would be going too. When I made the decision to bring the group, I invited her on the condition that any video needed to be approved once we were in Uganda and she could not say anything until the plane was off the ground. Hanna and Walt got the shots the next day at our Docs.I was hoping that with Hanna along it would make good public relations piece and help donations for the next humanitarian flight.After some intimate family time, all of us turned in early and also Vicky and I planned on sleeping on the plane.