"I think I heard they have some toys that are helpful for learningthere," Granny spoke up next to me."Learning?" Amanda asked."Well might be something...you would like at least... stuff to drill heron our basic math." Huh..." Amanda said thoughtfully.I was actually curious about that one myself. I had heard the fact thatthey used a Base 60 math the last time I had been here and had beendoing my best to practice the changeover from our Base 10 system. Ithelped when I read some articles that. I hope he decides to take some liberties down there. He doesn’t really. Stefan’s makes dumb blondes seem like Stephen Hawking. He spends a lot of time kneading my glutes, no doubt wondering at how magnificent they are. I’ve received lots of feedback on my butt over the years, and it is one thing that I don’t care to be modest about. Stefan massages and squeezes my buttocks and then moves on. My hope that he does something dirty is dashed, but he is a wonderful masseur. He massages me all the. " What! They'd allow those bastards to just kill Steve to pad their budget? The government doesn't work that way, does it?" demanded Kate. "President Hanson wouldn't do that to Steve!" He probably wasn't even informed until it was too late," responded Jason. "The CIA plays by its own rules. Presidents don't always know what it's doing, or what its goals are."The good news is that there's a consensus about where Steve would likely be held. Everyone thinks he'll be taken north as far as possible,. The stands were emptying onto the field. I found El and grabbed her and put her on my shoulders so she wouldn't get hurt. The cover of the Sunday paper was of her with her arms raised and me with a huge grin on my face.I put El down when the crowd left the field so we could do the post-game handshake. I gave El the ball and told her to keep it safe.The day was almost perfect as far as baseball went. The only bad thing was that Richwood edged us out for the championship. We were out of pitching.