.." and it was left at that.Gene was dining again with their hosts, Tamara opposite him at the table. Their children were at the other end of the larg... dining hall, leaning over a cafe-style iron table to eat spaghetti and meatballs. Gene drew a tight smile at his kids. They'd handled themselves pretty well so far. Lauren had really impressed him at the shooting range. She wasn't accurate at first, but she followed Sgt. Miller's direction and by the end of the afternoon, she could hit targets. If she noticed or cared, Melissa didn't say anything.I lost track of time. I was enamored."I like you," she said. She placed her hand on mine."I like you, too." I covered her hand with my other hand.We returned to camp holding hands.I received a reprimand from my parents about not letting them know where I was. I think after all my miserable complaining, they were worried because I was away from our campsite for so long. Perhaps they thought I was dragged away by a pack of hungry ground. I thought I was so busted. "Is that you Mike?" she said from the bedroom. "Uh yes... I was just looking at some of the pictures in your hallway." To which she replied "Good, I could use your help."I stepped into the room to find her only in her bra and panties. She asked me if I could help her hook her bra. Now stupid I'm not. I know any woman can hook her own bra but I was not going to turn down this opportunity. So I honored her request, she thanked me and told me I need not leave the room. I clasped my mouth shut and started looking at my hands that were resting in my lap. Matthew waited for a while for me to continue, but then he put his hand on my shoulder and squeezed me reassuringly.“John, everything you say here is strictly confidential, and it remains between you and me. You can trust me on that.”Despite his soothing words, I kept my keyed up pose and refused to respond. I had been thinking about this, and according to what I had seen here, I was almost certain that being.