Amy was blonde, 5'6”, very pretty and her business attire was “sassy-casual” (a term that she had made up) with white blouse unbuttoned at the t...p, short white skirt (with thong underwear to avoid panty-lines), a cute pair of knee-length black go-go boots and stylish glasses that accentuated her pert nose, cute freckles and blue eyes. Amy was an assistant director of human resources and had been assigned as the official chaperone for the sales team to make sure that things didn't get out of. ..The last place I look is back at the cabin. They are there, quietly talking."Nim." I look him over as I enter. "Are you all right?" As I ask the question all of my worries and fears once again rush to the forefront of my mind."Oh, love." He sighs and smiles sweetly at me.Yet I can see the smile strained. Saul must feel it too as he has not stopped stroking Nimrod's shoulders. "I'm fine. I was upset of course. But I can see that not everyone has the same up bringing. You shouldn't worry about. .. It's day fifty and Trent Patterson remains in a coma." No way!" I grinned at her. "Really?" I swear," she said. "Oh! And the mayor was here. She gave you a medal, did you see it?" A medal for what?" For being brave!" Molly said, getting off the bed. "It's right here. See?"She'd picked up a black box, like the kind jewelry comes in, and snapped it open. There really was a medal inside and she sat on the bed so we could look at it together."You saved your mom," she sighed. "That's so cool." I. Julie, Mike and I looked at each. I pulled off my t-shirt at the same time Julie did. She was braless. I lost a bit of time as I watched Julies long blonde hair cascade down her back after she pulled her t-shirt over her head. Julie stepped out of her shorts. Mom had removed her bra and panties and was trotting towards the lake. Julie ran up next to Mom and took her hand. Mike was behind them. I pushed my shorts off then jogged after them. Harry, Betty and Dad were behind Phil and Diane. I ran.