"Remember last year when I was able to keep the press away from you?" he asked."Yes, and I really appreciated it." Not happening this year. We have be...n directed to the media center that has been arranged for camp. Normally the coaches give their observations of how their players performed today. I was told your presence has been requested." Should I go shower first?" I asked."Only if you promise to come back." I hadn't thought of that," I confessed.I went inside the Methodist Training Center,. Afterwards, with the motor running, he waited by his machine while Jimhelped Pamela get started. To his chagrin the delay permitted Joe totake the position between him and Pamela as they fell into line. Forthe balance of the day's travel Joe stayed close at all times. As onthe previous day, he and Pamela had no chance for private conversationexcept for the two occasions when she led them away from the group to'answer the call of nature'. She responded to his complaints about Joeby advising him. "Or something else from the depths of Europe?" His eyes followed her figure, her tanned legs and the tight shorts as she led the way to the kitchen. He was dressed similarly in a cool short- sleeved shirt and white tennis shorts."Nothing wrong with European cooking, you know. You can always have tortillas and bread." she said in mock anger.He followed her into the kitchen, positioning himself tight against her as she faced the sink to wash the salad. He nibbled at her neck as his hands found. He whispers in her ear… “I’ve missed you, and you blush nicely,” as he delicately licks the very edge of her ear. Stepping back from the hug he looks her in the eyes. “Shall we?” Indicating to get the ticket. Her body shutters and she nods the color on her face turning a deeper red. She follows him to the where the tickets are sold…She has a tight grip on his arm sleeve. “I already have my return ticket so all that’s needed is one for you to go and return,” his voice steady. At the ticket.