I was wondering what type of club this would be and it was only a matter of time before I found out.She directed me as we drove way down to the south ...ide, about two hours away from where we lived. We had reached almost close to the other end of the island when she showed me a beam of light shining upward and swaying in the distance."There's our spot" She said as she pointed to it.I was thinking why the hell would someone build a club so deep inside a desolate area, but come to think of it, so. We stopped about a mile out and piled five into a single truck to drive in and check the place out. Everyone else stayed ready in reserve should there be any trouble. There were no problems and everyone was unpacked and ready for bed by eleven that night. I was climbing into bed with all my wives when I heard a sound I could never forget. The roar of a huge bear! I was out of bed and climbing the tower with the sniper .50 cal; Two-Feather called on the radio to ask were it was; Carl called to. I did not say one word during the wrapping ordeal. Sharon carefully instructed her audience on each step. Finally, the wrapping was complete. Sharon sadistically handed be a mirror and forced be to look at my rod-laden head. "Ever wonder what you looked like in pink rods?" she asked for no other purpose then to remind me she was in control.She then placed cotton around my scalp and applied a solution. In a few seconds I could feel a warm sensation on my head. In a few more seconds I noticed a. Seeing our beautiful Kaitlin alone there, sleeping quietly.A never ending sleep, where she wouldn't wake up the next morning and smile to Mike who was sleeping next to her.A never ending sleep where she would never wake up to face the sun and beauty of a new day.A never ending sleep where we could not wake her up. Where you couldn't turn back the hands of time, and change what had happened.I think that was the hardest part. Knowing that we could never wake her back up, and that she would never.