No one was near me. No one hit me. It just happened.My foot hit a loose piece of turf, or maybe every ache I'd been ignoring since last season finally...caught up with me. I suddenly found myself on the Packer sideline in more pain than I thought imaginable. I tried to get up, to get back to my huddle, but I couldn't."You just lay still, old buddy," a voice said.I looked up into the face of the Packers venerable quarterback. When you make of list of the top 50 players to ever lace up cleats, he's. I let him know when he could put his arm aroundme, or kiss me and when I would be free for him to take me to a cafe or toa movie. I let him get close to me strictly on my terms, at my pace. Itpleased me that he was so passive, in some ways. That he always seemedhappy with what he was given, and never asked for more, excited me and,perversely, made me want to give him more. Intimacy with me was a giftthat I gave freely and he was always so thankful and grateful that it wasalways a pleasure. She stood beneath an old tree and watched a while longer. She continued on, down past the pretty, brightly coloured houses. Lots of them had candlelit pumpkins outside and decorations at the windows. She felt so happy that she began to skip along until she finally reached Main Street. At the junction she turned right. The streetlights here were bright and she was surprised at how many stores were still open at this time in the evening. She smiled with glee because it gave her a chance to see. They ate, talked and joked all evening. After the tab was squared up, and they were all standing up to leave, Katrina leaned over and asked Carol if she would like to come and have a Group Shower with them.“A GROUP SHOWER!” exclaimed Carol. “I haven’t heard of that one yet. What does that involve?” Carol sounded just mildly concerned.“Well nothing at all” Katrina intoned calmly. “It is just that – a Group Shower. We all find the nearest Female Shower Cubicle and all pile in together and wash.