She talked of their good traits, glossing over or not mentioning their more violent and superstitious ones. She spoke of the art that could be found i... their structures, of the music they composed, of the buildings they built and their primitive resourcefulness, of the religions they worshipped. It was the art and music she kept returning to over and over however.At last, it came time to start introducing the guest lecturers. She started with Fears No Darkness. The quarterback was obviously. Tim’s Blue flight would be Tom, Steve Inns and Keith Osmond, Dave Sales would head up Green Flight with Dick, Bob and Jim. The idea was to introduce the new pilots who had no combat experience gradually into the war zone.Robert would take the September tour and Tim the January, as Dave had the most experienced flight he would have May period, the first year. That only left Robert with the task of sorting out the logistics of ground crews, spares and munitions, for which he knew he would have to. Mylegs were now like octopus tentacles. Some of them were still andothers were slapping the water. I could feel a few sticking to thesides of the wooden tub. There were so many of them, I couldn't counthow many I had. I focused on trying to control them. Eventually Imanaged to calm them down. I was no longer surprised that my lower halfhad turned into this.A curious thought creeped into my head. I knew I was a girl now. But doI still have my thing? I moved aside some tentacles. I feel. I saw what looked like a younger Mike, clearly from before we met. Helooked to be in his late teens or early twenties. He was on the left andanother blonde-haired man of around the same age stood to the right.Between them was a boy of around ten years old who looked a lot likeJack."That's Mike, me in the middle and my brother Tommy at the end," Jacksaid. I gazed at Tommy. There was a strange familiarity to his face. Likewhen you see an actor in a show and you can't place what else they'vebeen.