Ithink I owe him this much.The captain leaves tomorrow. I will give him this report, so the storycan be revealed 29 years in the future. Maybe this wi...l trigger publicinterest to justify sending another starship for my rescue, if thishappens I will decide whether to return to our mother planet. As far asI know my fellow anthropologists, I'm sure they will be dying out ofcuriosity of seeing the outcome of my little social experiment.EpilogueTen thousand years later, the landscape didn't change. We decided to walk to the cabin. We took along a flashlight but we left our suitcases in the car. We didn’t walk to all the way to the cabin carrying them. We figured we could always come back in the morning. Because the road to the cabin curves around I told Mike we could save about mile if we simply crossed the field to the cabin. I had been to the cabin many times before and I knew the area well. So we headed off in the middle of the snowstorm. As we neared the cabin we walked near edge of. That is if I could sleep at all.My heat tolerance is better. I can be out in the shade for awhile in the mid 70’s as long as I don’t exert myself. Once it’s in the 80’s my tolerance in sunlight goes down to single digit minutes. 90+ I’m in immediate danger and have to get out of it, NOW! I still don’t sweat even though I get a slight glisten on occasion.Since I work out now I have to bathe more. Since I’ve been ill I once did an experiment. I quit bathing entirely. I wanted to see what. It had been his desire,(and half the men in America’s desire) to be blindfolded, and ravaged by several women at once. But…he had another burning desire as well that no one knew of, even his Prudish wife. He secretly wanted to have a Bisexual experience, but was terrified to approach anyone about it. None of his co-workers would understand or approve, and his didn’t dare let his wife discover his secret. When he attended his first party, I smiled and kissed him warmly, pressing my large.