Saturday nights were always spent with Greg and Trisha, but Friday night became our time to be with each other. We had no secrets; I answered every pe...sonal question and Becky told me anything I wanted to know."What's that?" She asked one night. I had closed my book and was using the time to catch up on answering my mail."It's a letter to Alice," I said, unnerved at having my concentration interrupted."Let me see it," Becky said, holding out her hand to receive the letter."It's not finished," I. In all likelihood after today you won't see any of these people again unless you make it to another school reunion. Just think, its your last chance to make up for lost opportunities and regrets. With that thought you decide that it will be your goal to hook up with at least one of the girls you used to go to school with.Walking into the corridor you stoop and take a drink from the fountain just as the siren sounds. The sounds of many people gathering just around the corner in the quadrangle. So naturally..." The ornithologists. It's the Northwestern Ornithological Society. And don't tell me about bed-and-breakfasts, because the other clerk already gave me that list, and I just spent the last forty-five minutes calling them. Literally." Did someone mention ornithologists? Are you having a problem with your room, Jane?" A smiling man in chinos and a corduroy field jacket stood at her shoulder, looking concerned."Oh hullo Arthur, not MY room I'm afraid. This gentleman has been. We found some moisturizer that Emma had in the bathroom and feeling sure she wouldn’t mind, we massaged it into each others skin, it felt wonderful. We then moved into one of the bedrooms to look through their wardrobe of female clothing. After searching through, Mike chose some skin tight shiny blue leggings and a pale blue blouse. I went for a light orange summer dress with thin shoulder straps. We then had a look through the wigs and we chose similar collar length light brown wigs. Moving.