I assured her that I had given Bill the address and we would be traveling as a convoy that would leave at three o’clock. Beginning at two o’clock ...nd at ten minute intervals, Cindy reminded me of how much time remained before we had to leave.We arrived at St. Peter Roman Catholic Church ten minutes early. The priest met us at the church and he walked us through the ceremony one step at a time. We then went through a practice session where we actually walked down the aisle and the priest went. Both were pretty attractive in my opinion. I had a lot of time on my hands since the library was so empty most of the time, and I noticed early in the summer that one of them often crossed her legs and swung her foot and the top leg back and forth idly while she studied. They must have registered for a back to back carrel for the summer, because they were always in the same spot. There were rows of books that ended a few feet from the carrels against the windows (this was on the 4th floor). It. It had always been common for the boys to swim naked while the girls swam in suits. We all came from farming backgrounds of one sort or another and a childhood of dealing with farm animals left all of us with little to wonder about male anatomy, what it was for, and how it worked. So it was just an accepted thing for us and pretty much non-sexual until we got older. In the fall of our senior year it matured. Janice, Joseph, Patricia, Christine, and I were hitting the swimming hole almost every. Do you have friends?" "Of course." "Before your husband turned into a shithead..." Maureen laughed. "Eric has always been a shithead." "Okay, you married badly." "Yes I did." "All right. Let's pretend that you married a nice guy. Didn't your husband have friends?" "He did, but they were all male and he wasn't having sex with any of them." Giggling, Maureen added. "At least I don't think he was." Ginger asked, "Would it have mattered?" Maureen quickly countered. "His little chippy was apparently.