We broke for lunch and then we began to install all the electrical equipment that Bubba had brought with him. He had the cameras mounted in a way that...we could see every inch of the room and we put a microphone by the bed and one with each camera. We ran all the cables back to a mixer board and into a bank of VCR's.Then we set up Bubba's dubbing mixer and tried out everything to get a good sound level on all the microphones. While Bubba fussed with that, Earl and I put in the phony plates for. She smiled at me, and said, "Do you like?"I looked at her, and smiled, "Oh. I definitely like."I saw her reaching down with her arms and, a couple of seconds later, she pushed up against me. I felt my erection pushing against her. I reached my hands down her side, across her stomach, around her ass and realized she was naked under the water. I felt my erection spring even harder out.Katie smiled at me.We started kissing again, slowly at first and then harder and harder yet. I felt her hands. I’d had nightmares all night, well one nightmare played on a continuous loop. My mother lay dead in the road, I ran to her checking for a pulse, breathing, any sign of life. My shaking hands rolled her to her back, tilting her head back I started CPR, pumping on her sternum I felt her ribs breaking under my palms. 1,2,3,4,5,6….. I was CPR certified remember the steps, C- Compressions 30 compressions per breath locking arms and pressing two inches down with all my body weight A-Airway open her. I think it means a lot to you as well.”My tone and expression weren’t accusing, it was conciliatory. A kindly professor rounding out his student’s sentence. Adding the missing clause.Sue smiled. She took my comment in the spirit I’d intended. “Yes, it means a lot to me as well.”There was something in the thoughtful, wistful look on Sue’s face that forced me to give the loose thread another tug.“You really care for him, don’t you honey,” the kindly professor in me asked gently.“Yes, I do. You.