I must have looked like a red cheeked bundled string bean. As she stirred in the milk for the cocoa, which I rarely have and is always a treat rather ...han simply instant hot chocolate, I enjoyed the sight of her.From the rear Mrs. Harrison looked rather good in her black jeans, white socks and fuzzy sweater. Her auburn hair bounced whenever she moved and her pale skin nearly as white as my own, blame it on the winter.Darlene must have noticed my appraisal and looked sideways over her shoulder. After a few minutes, the woods cleared and I came into the white sand of a magnificent beach. It was a secluded cove surrounded by jagged cliffs and forest on both sides. I saw a few figures on both sides. The closest one was a middle aged woman who was walking along the beach, her feet barely in the water. Her body was deeply tanned. She smiled and nodded at me as she walked past, her pendulous, large breasts oscillating graciously as she walked by. All were middle aged or older adults. Mostly. Penny stayed in Paradise to return my tux and take care of odds and ends at home. She was working the afternoon at New Bolton Center and would return to our apartment Monday evening. I needed to get an early start at work at Temple. Football camp for our team started in three weeks and the freshmen reported a few days sooner. Matt, Tyler and I had a ton of work to do for the coaches so they were ready.I worked Monday and Tuesday at Temple. Penny met me at Edberg-Olson late Tuesday afternoon and. It was there that I lost my idealism, lost any notion that we Americans were somehow more noble than any other nation. In fact, I felt we were worse than the British or the Germans or the French, because they made no pretense of their imperial designs, of the greedy acquisitiveness of their policies. But we were supposed to be better than that, yet there we were fighting a native independence movement and committing some truly awful atrocities in the process. After we subdued the Philippines, I.