”Coach did the same with two other groups, though she put ten in the second group, with seven on O. Each group moved to a different chunk of the fie...d, while Coach and Liya wandered around in the no-man’s-land around the middle of the field watching the groups. Of course, I was the third girl in our rondo, so began on D. Heather was the ninth in my group; she, also, started on D.Coach kept us at it for half an hour, then had us break for fluids. After that came scrimmaging. Coach had a gob of. Taking her hand, I caressed it lovingly and whispered reassurances to her. ‘You will with me, because you feel the right way about it… and as you relax here, you are becoming increasingly aware of how your senses are telling you all kinds of wonderful things… the scents of the flowers are sending sexual signals… the joyful moans of that other couple in the back… even the sound of the air rushing into your lungs…. makes you feel just as alive as my touch does for you…..’ My words were not. I had concluded a stint as guest lecturerthere and met her in a pub that was popular with both students and faculty.Five minutes into our conversation I realized I was inordinately attractedto her. It was also clear that she was an extraordinary butterfly trapped insociety's web of numbing conformity. She obviously enjoyed talking to me, too.Four drinks later her defensive shyness crumbled and she let herself followme to a quiet corner booth. It was there I extracted her secret and knew justhow. ”“How fast do you fly, Daddy?” Hawk asked.“I flew to Washington, D.C. in eight minutes. Then flew to Mexico City from there in less than seventeen minutes. How fast is that?”“Wow, you were flying at Mach-15. Will Hawk and I ever be able to fly that fast?” Falcon asked, and I had to smile at the grin they shared.“When you master the art of flying and you’re comfortable with the mechanics of taking off and landing, you’ll both fly as fast, if not faster than me. We need to agree that you will.