I didn't know if I was supposed to pretend I hadn't heard her moaning a minute before."Come and sit here" she said, indicating the bed. This was weird... I sat down.Sue was what you would look for now if you googled "chubby teens". Young girls can get away with a certain amount of fat, because they look inflatable. They don't get fatty folds or stretch marks until they get older. Sue was 19. Sue was twenty years younger than me. As I was to find that year, some younger women have a fascination. ..” she said.“I’ve got it covered,” I said.“Okay,” she said. But I could tell she was a tiny bit miffed by my refusal to take anything I absolutely didn’t need to take from her or her husband. But, that said, she didn’t push it. Well, she didn’t at that particular moment.We pulled into the longish driveway of their mini-castle and parked. We got out and headed inside.We headed inside. And, I don’t know why but I expected Owen to be home and waiting for us. She could see I was looking around for. Field asked me to step up and began taking all kinds of measurements. He asked about fit and style. I just had no clue, so Shawna filled in the blanks. When we walked out, I had ordered six new suits, each with two pairs of pants. I also had ten custom shirts, five pairs of pants, three sport coats, a blazer, a tuxedo and various ties and socks. Shawna made sure that one of my navy colored suits would be ready in time for my Monday afternoon Meeting.We found another cab to take us to another. As we got off the busses we were given backpacks with our names on them. Inside were notebooks, pens and pencils. For anyone that did not have a cell phone they had some cheap digital cameras that could be checked out."You had better take this trip seriously. Each of you are expected to write reports on every location we visit. Pick at least five exhibits from each museum. You need a minimum of two pages on each one," Mr. Sykes told my group.We got lucky in that someone had stocked up the bus.