I was just terrified.There were two paths to womanhood in the tribe. Most of the girls would become attendants for a ritual, and the next day they wou...d be regarded as grown. But every year, one girl was chosen for a special honour. This year, I was that girl, and despite wanting this for my entire life, I would have swapped places with any of the others in an instant, right then. I'd never been this close to the anointing before either, and wasn't quite sure what was going to happen. I was. He could tell if it was a good batch or had gone bad. This batch smelled good.Using a pair of sampling tongs, he pulled out a medium sized pickle. The texture was firm and there wasn't a hint of sliminess. He cut it in half, length-wise, and examined the interior. It had a good even color and was nearly ready to be put into jars. He flexed one of the halves satisfied with how it felt in his hand. He took a bite and smiled."Perfect."Every afternoon, after finishing his work at the corporate. I gave her the coffee and sat beside her. We each took a couple of sips then turned and kissed. I said, "Look outside. It is clear again. I am glad we went to the beach." I am glad too" Cynthia said. "Say, have you ever asked Neil and Salina's last name? I don't know it. Do you?" No. We need to correct that this morning. They are special people." I put in a call to Carol. She and her husband would love to spend two weeks all expenses paid at the Little River Inn. The low-cost rooms would be. Steph must of worked on them pretty hard for that concession. Then again, my aunt and uncle were known to be quite liberal parents.The three youngsters were trundled off to bed. Their parents weren't far behind. That left Steph sitting next to me on the couch in front of the TV. She didn't remain idle for long. Jeeze, she sure had a one track mind as far as I was concerned and I was right in the middle of the tracks or maybe I should say, bullseye.With a sexy giggle, Steph whispered in my ear,.