" What does that mean? It's just like always: a few are going to spoil it for the many." So what do you suggest?" That we find a way to only move kids...who are being watched, and then only for that time." But what about the discrepancies in their stories?" Find a way to explain it to the kids," Alex said. "We'll have to reinforce things so they can't say anything, but that shouldn't be too hard." That's running a big risk."Alex shrugged. "Of course it is. But somebody has to draw a line. They were different in shape, expanse and texture.Pat assumed she could get out of her paddling and save her friend’s butt in the process. Mr. Spacely their principal of Moon High was all about the bottom line. The plan was to climb out the window, catch the people mover to Future World and escape their fate by her daddy the Lunar Farmer to write a big fat donation check in exchange for not spanking her precious bottom or bosom buddy. It wasn’t that bad a plan and it might have worked if Pat. I wondered if the school hierarchy were alerted to what had happened. I didn’t want to get noticed as a bad student, reprimanded. I started to get sweaty. I never liked attention. NO way!In class I sat next to that same guy, the Vietnam vet who told me about what was known of my crazy outing. He was smiling and was kind of chuckling when I sat down.I looked at him and whispered, “What’s going on now? I notice that people are looking at me.” “It’s your dick.” “What?!” “The words out all over. She said, “I want to sleep with you, husband.”I led her to our bedroom and we fell into bed and were asleep in each other’s arms in seconds. For me, it was a deep and needed sleep.Saturday morning after breakfast Blake, Kent, Taylor, and Jess took the ATVs and went for a ride up into the hills. Blake was familiar with the territory and even carried a GPS and geophysical map. They’d made a picnic and took towels and blankets; Doug said they were aiming for the small lake in the hills about seven.