Each had a square piece of cloth on her back which bore a large number. They were otherwise naked. Along one wall was a small area had been enclosed i... a rail fence. The fenced area had an opening with no gate and contained what appeared to be a chuck wagon and campfire.The bell rang and a horse and rider emerged from the gate with a dog. The rider charged into the crowd of women, who scattered, then milled around. The rider wandered through the group, apparently looking for a particular. "Get some!" yelled another man, somewhere. There were hoots and hollers generally.Then the thundering music stopped, cut off as if someone had jerked the plug from the wall. Overcompensating by shouting was no longer needed, and everyone's instinctive response was to pause speaking. Quite suddenly, the only noise in the room came from the cascading showers."This party is over!" came a male yell from the entrance to the room. People turned to find Coach Tanner standing there, still in his game. We’d put dirt up and used the natural foliage, we even moved a couple of shacks what were in disrepair and put them up as shelters out there. We had also built a barrier on the west side of the field to try and keep the paintballs from hitting the houses in the trailer park that was adjacent to that property. My Grandfather had decided to take one of his fallow fields and put some housing on it as there wasn’t really enough space to house seasonal workers. He figured he could get some of the. The drive would be around five to six hours, but she was ok with that. Jan loved to make long road trips alone. It gave her a chance to really think about things, and listen to all her favorite music. Her kids liked what she listened to, but her ' soon to be ex husband ' hated it. All he listened to was Beatles, Paul McCartney, etc. Since they still lived together, by no idea of hers, she had to put up with his music from time to time when they rode in the car.Jan roared out on the open.