That was my first time when my heart beat skipped, she moved and I was terrified and for the next few minutes I just stayed away from her. My thoughts...where running rapid and I knew if I was caught I would be punished. I still wonder how kids limit themselves from doing bad stuff or getting naked in public. I guess it’s the shame and shyness which keeps humans specially women exposing their private parts or even as simple as using toilets in an open area fearing any guy might see her vagina. The doors closed. They gently set me down on the elevator floor. I felt something pressed up against my lips. It was Paul. He was holding a water bottle to my mouth."Drink, it'll help clear your head."I obediently took a big gulp."Slowly now," Paul said. "Drink too fast and you might lose your dinner."The elevator binged again. The doors slide open to reveal an empty lobby. I was once again hoisted up and carried out the front door into the dark and bitterly cold parking lot."He can't drive. He had never been married I found out but had settled up here in Dawson Creek about 15 years ago when he got out of the service to get away from people. What he found was that he didn’t mind people, but just certain types of people; the phonies. The people he discovered up there were definitely not phony. He started up a guild service and had been successful ever since. He took hunters, fishing groups and explorers out into the wilderness to experience Northern Canada to its fullest and the. The safety strap that goes around the pole was also not in very good repairs. I was very excited to show up the next day for work with my new Lineman tools!I proudly showed Bucky my "new" tools and he quickly took me and my tools to an old Lineman working back in his shop. He said to show me the right way to sharpen the gaffs and to check out my belt and safety. He told my Foreman to take me out and see if I could climb. Well, he did and I did. Most of the poles set in the oil field for the.