Am I really doing this? The phone rang twice before Roberto answered. ‘Hello.’ ‘Hi,’ I said. I can picture his face on the other side of the ...hone line. ‘It has been a long time. How have you been?’ ‘I’ve been good. I have just been incredibly busy.’ ‘What you have been up to the last ten years? ‘Let’s see. After I finished high school I went to college and studied education.’ ‘So you are a teacher that’s great. What do you teach?’ ‘No I am not a teacher.’ ‘Why not?’ ‘To make a long story. “It looks like it frequently picks up items about the Naked in School Program, Denise. There are some posts which report private messages to him or her from kids in the Program who tell him about problems in their school. This kid is doing something like what we did with our website; looks like the government here isn’t censoring this like the U.S. did. It looks like the general theme is more human rights abuse than specifically the Program. I hope he or she can keep it going. Say ... any word. I made sure my face was rather close to his so he could feel my breath on him. He certainly did, and I could tell he was enjoying it. He opened his eyes and said, ‘Your breath smells like butter rum candy.’ He pulled me down closer to him and kissed my lips, now he and I were covered in shaving cream, but I didn’t mind at all. I really was enjoying his kisses and I was feeling rather playful. I pulled away, smiled at him and grabbed a towel to remove the excess cream from my face. He grabbed. For a split second she didn’t seem to mind. Then I woke up to how inappropriate this was and we pushed each other away. I shamefacedly said “I’m sorry I shouldn’t have done that” while she said “Naughty! Naughty!” but with a slight grin on her face. I felt a little awkward when we met the next day but she just smiled at me and we carried on as usual.Dorothy was invited to participate in a weekend workshop being organised by the combined garden clubs of Townsville, around 1,100 kilometres (700.