She giggled. "Me either, Boral." She said, and then rubbed his powerfully corded neck with both hands. "I would rather we walk back to town." She said... "If it's all the same to you." A smile and a single finger pointing at the ground caused him to set her gently on the grassy roadside as he hunkered down right in front of her. His head was now only about two feet too high for her. She reached up and he obligingly leaned down. Taking his large head in both hands, she kissed him again, teasing. Theyannounced that MLB was immediatelybanning the practice of having players dress up as women, and byextension they were ending all forms of hazing.*****The Seals fans, players, and management accepted MLB decision of endingthe hazing practice, but not all were happy with the decision. Someblamed Gina for what happened, saying she stuck her nose where itdidn'tbelong.Some of the Seal management even began looking into a way of terminatingher from her employment. MLB got word of this and told. Mister Wheeler made a humorous remark as we passed and Brooke laughed but did not take her hands off of her newfound friend. Mister Wheeler and I ascended an impressive back staircase because he wanted to show me the sun deck. Up there we had a view down upon the party. The deck was great too with sun cots, a telescope for night sky gazing, a table, and assorted chairs. I was admiring the view of the well-lighted pond and pretty gazebo beyond the terrace when I felt Mister Wheelers hands reach. "Hello can anyone here me!" I yelled."I can help you what do you require." a voice said."Where are we and how did we get here?" You were involved in an accidental cave in where you were camping; we were responsible for the cave in and then your injuries because of the cave in. We thought it our responsibility to repair you. You are currently on the Fuser Prime a class 3 galaxy ship operated by the POG group." the voice said.Well I thought that's not so nice to know, I don't remember any cave in.