After a bit, they resumed...Reporter: "So you were in the restaurant last Sunday evening?"Rachel, dimpling: "Yes. It's where Scotty and I met. I was h...ving dinner with my family. Scotty saw me coming down the aisle as we came in, and the rest is history..."Reporter: "What happened in the restaurant? With the Earth First group?"Rachel, looking vexed: "Daddy triggered it. Scotty was trying to convince him that he was an okay guy without broadcasting that he was sponsor-class all over the place --. It was still hanging off, I had been busy enough without bothering with that."Oh wow, mum," he said and whistled in admiration, "This place is something else." Yes, I've worked hard on it."That impressed him as well, "You've done it yourself?" He asked."Apart from ploughing the field, yes." Field, what field?" The one next door, look."We went outside and he looked across at the rows and rows of vegetables barely visible above the soil."You planted all them?" Every single one of them, William.. Around her neighborhood she had seen a few young men checking her out. They seemed to take special notice when she went out power walking in the evening, wearing only a spandex bottom and a jogging bra top with sneakers. She had been surprisingly happy to be noticed, to catch them checking out her breast's or her butt. It had made her tingle. She had masturbated the first night, just for the novelty of it, but it hadn't felt all that different from when Brad did the same. A bit more diffuse. She still had to walk past neighbors houses and there were people driving around and walking around.“Can I ask you what my Uncle said to you guys?” I asked her about those private messages she told me about during my Initiation test. The ones she told me my Uncle sent. I wanted to know what he had said because he promised he wouldn’t try to contact them.“You can ask me anything. I am supposed to be honest at all times under restriction and not omit, fabricate, exaggerate or mislead, Sir..