I'm in #12 in the Nittany Apartments." I'll do that," Derek agreed. "Of course, not this Saturday night. Good luck taking down Iowa." Thanks, man," I ...greed. "Maybe I'll see you the next Saturday."--oooOooo--Trevor, Damian and I talked after practice on Tuesday. We had noticed a complacency developing as the guys went about their work. We talked about it and decided to have a brief team leader meeting after dinner that evening. The other leaders were aboard. We would make sure everyone turned. Her very presence in a room changed the way peopleacted. People smiled when she appeared. Men stood up straighter, and boysbecame positively stupid."What am I going to wear?" he thought****It was Saturday, and he was expected at Betty's. The wardrobe was filledto capacity. But it was getting harder and harder to decide what to wear.He longed for the days when Martin would wear the same jeans for a week.But the thought of doing that made him shutter now. After all, it wasquite disgusting. Martin. A beard. Fake moustaches. More than enough stuff to disguise two nude bike riders. To disguise a mother and her son.It was just after eleven at night when I finally got home. I'd been in my room for only about five minutes before mom appeared in my doorway. She found me sitting at my desk facing my computer. All I had on were a pair of boxer shorts. I'd been waiting for her. I'd already started up my laptop and opened the home page of the Onancock Nudist Society.Mom didn't knock before entering. " We'll be seventy all right. But we'll be running our great grand-kids ragged." Great grand-kids, huh?" Yep, Tony the fourth, star quarterback and short stop."What about Tami the fourth?" Super-model." Super-model?" Yep, super-model, just like mom, grandmom, and great grandmom." Tony, you're hopeless." I can see the sports illustrated cover now, Four generations in bikinis. Tami the fourth, mom, grand-mom, and you." I hope," she said stiffly, "that when I'm seventy, I have sense enough not to.