Jenny stuck her thumbs in the sides of her coveralls and guided the garment down past her hips. It puddled around her ankles. She raised her feet one ...t a time and stepped out of it.Jenny was down to her long sleeved men's shirt. The shirttails covered her legs down to her mid-thighs. Jenny had no options left but to undo the blue work shirt. She started at the top and worked her way down. When she had opened the last button, it hung open. The men could see the expanse of skin between her. " The more aircraft we can haul on the railroad the longer we have to check the airworthy ones." Mike was reminding Bill of something he already knew: Time limits."Mike, Mrs. Pollwaithe says they're all airworthy. Zero hours on the engines. You can, at the very least, ferry flight them to the hangars. Polly has all the logbooks and they've all been issued certificates of airworthiness ... but some haven't been flown in 25 years. Hoops, Mike. You gotta run though the hoops." Bill, I can't afford. Mark then asked me if he could pull his pants up. I told him that he was not finished being punished. Marks face looked so sad and he asked me if he was going to be spanked more. I said, Yes mark I am sorry but I feel you need to learn now that you will not disregard the rules that were put in place when you first agreed to move with me. Marks voice was that of a sad young man and I heard the 'Yes Sir' that I expected from him. I began to undo my belly and Mark began to plead with me not to use. Dawn commented that we would some day be able to canoe over that spot, with our kids, and tell them that it had once been our home.We climbed into our skis and began to head for home. When we were about 100 feet away, we stopped to look back. Our little camp looked so empty and forlorn. It had served us well, and now we were leaving it so that it could turn back to nature. Maybe some of the water molecules would make the long trip to the Gulf of Mexico.It was a beautiful day, the snow was good,.