If I tell you about it, it’s you dilemma too.’ Mom asked, ‘How big is this dilemma?’ I answered, ‘If we do something with what we know a mar...iage will probably end.’ Scott and my wife were very interested. This was a big dilemma. My wife said, ‘Ok. I want to know what it is.’ Andrea said, ‘First, I want an agreement that we act as a family. We discuss it and decide what to do as a family. The Lone Ranger doesn’t live here.’ Scott said, ‘Then, I don’t want to know.’ ‘Then go over to McDonalds. Bronwen brought me out of it by slapping my face."Ow!" I protested. "That hurt." We need to talk. We need to work out what to do when the others get back." OK" I said "Then don't smother me so well. When my face is buried deep in your breasts I can't think of anything except you." I'll get us some coffee," she said, dropping my head back on the bed with a thump. "You sound as if you need it."After the coffee I was more rational. It helped that I was covered by the duvet and Bronwen was sitting. It would take nearly a month of daily travel up the river before the group would reach the point where they would leave the comfort of their steam-powered boats to begin the arduous cross-country leg of their trip. During that time, they would pass many native villages, most of them small, although some were quite large and well-developed for such primitive peoples.They would encounter wildlife such as crocodiles and capybara, anacondas and jaguar, a myriad of beautifully plumed birds and. ”Kyle, who was already speeding, hit the accelerator harder and quickly made his way to the park. When they got there, Amanda jumped out of the truck and skipped around like a like a school girl at recess. She yelled out for Kyle to follow her. They disappeared down an overgrown path and into a clearing before stopping.“Is this safe”, Kyle asked?“Safe enough, but who cares if one or two people see us. This is more secluded than the side of the highway.”Amanda tilted her head sideways toward.