Each one of them went through the process as I tossed them their phone, until everyone stood in the living room, new, enhanced phone in hand."I've got...more phones in the box for Ginny's parents, my parents, Fred's dad and Grandma and Grandpa Carson." I said. "There's even one in there for Grandpa A.J."That consideration, that there were all these people who we wanted to have access to Meadow, and to us and our new home that set the course for the rest of our day, and the rest of the week. I had. We slept in six-man tents; the ablutions were in a marquee type tent, with a daily water bowser bringing in the means of abluting. The field kitchen and cookhouse stores, manned by cooks detached from RAF Halton, were in hessian and canvas encampments, and the mess hall was another large, marquee type, tent. All very different from the brick built facilities of RAF Halton, and in fact what impelled me to start smoking were the field latrines.When I say 'latrines' I am not referring to pits dug. Danny knelt in front of Al starting to try to get hold of her panties I warned him to not get hold of her skin & bite her cause if he did she would have to pull her panties up & he would have to start over, we laughed as Danny kept trying to get those tight panties in his teeth without biting her.I could see the passion building in both of them as Danny tried to get those panties off, of course being a normal man Danny was taking full advantage of the situation nuzzling her mound every once in. “So why am I here,” I asked out loud to no one in particular. “The only thing I have in common with any of the boys is that my name is David. I am not an orphan. My parents are back home enjoying me being away on a school field trip to Washington D.C. I don’t know anything about anything. Hell I don’t even know what I am supposed to actually learn on this field trip.”I never got a reply. Someone above the cages started suddenly shooting everyone with tranquilizer darts. The place in my head.