Her enthusiasm grew, though, as the two students, one male and one female, showed her how they planned to do the survey. She'd be doing a lot of runni...g, and actually be allowed to handle the feathered friends.I left her with them, after making dire threats as to what I'd do unto them if they permitted anything untoward to happen unto Marcy.The rest of the day was spent sitting on the deck by the snack bar, talking on the phone, making last-minute arrangements.Arrangements for what, you might. Electric." I noticed it, too. It was almost as though energy were running through my fingertips, into her skin, and tingling my fingers. Just as I thought this, Kes said, "It tingles! What ARE you doing?" I pulled my fingers back in surprise, and the slight tingling sensation disappeared."Oh, don't," Kes pleaded. "Please don't stop," she said, turning her head to smile up at me, her eyes sparkling with some inner happiness, and smiling the loveliest smile I'd ever seen. I applied my fingers to. ." I smiled.The next day was just school as usual. Cars looked kind of dingy ordusty around their fenders and dirty snow hung on in the shadows underroof overhangs or on the roofs themselves, but it was just cold andnothing special. I answered roll in homeroom, went to first period andwaited for the hammer to fall.What I expected was to be called out of class and asked to report to theprincipal's office where the cops would be there and Mrs. Komori lookingthe same way she had that time long. ...So it was a nice evening, she had to be gone for the weekend, and I took my fishing rod, tent, sleepingbag and some good weed and went into the wild. Of course with my smart phone.The darkness came and I sat by the fire enjoying some slight dizzyness from the weed. It was a nice "happy weed" and I was feeling great!And now, dear reader, I guess you imaginge a wooden princess to appear, for me to fuck? No no....Sitting there, the phone rang. My wife.I answered:* "Hi baby"/ "Hi darling"* "How.