There after a coffee, her friend picked up a hamper and a blanket and they left, driving into the country. They parked amongst some trees and walked ...own to a river bank, where they spread the blanket on the grass and placed the hamper on it. Arm and arm they wandered along the riverbank, weaving in and out between the trees and bushes, stopping to kiss one another on occasion. With arms wrapped around each other, they slowly made their way back to where they had left the hamper. Kneeling down. "I've seen this before. THis is thatBlank-Slate thing." No kidding?" the girl asked."No kidding," the boy said grinning. "Think maybe it's time we teach theteacher."The girl looked conflicted. "I...I don't think we should," she said. "Imean, this is serious." Yeah, it is," the other boy spoke. "And the teach there has been givingus shit all year. I say it's only fair we fire back, ya know?"The girl didn't speak, so the one boy moved forward. He was stillgrinning. "First things first, to try. Even Jack seemed to feel the difference in the air as they stopped for dinner that night. He looked at Bull, and nodded. ‘Almost home son, you can smell the bayou even this far north can’t you?’ Bull took a deep breath of the sultry night air. ‘Yes sir I can. And the closer we get the stronger it will be.’ They were standing on the surrounding deck of the motel rooms that were adjoining and Bull smiled as Helen came out and joined her husband. She looked at him and smiled. ‘I forgot how good. . typically insensitive male, to some – but Debbie had made me realise, in a way I'd never really considered before, how threatened I'd been by her various dalliances. Or by her emergent aspects of her sexuality ... or maybe just by the fact that she seemed to be sleeping with everyone but me. Conversely, but simultaneously, I was forced to confront just how Debbie must have felt – knowing that we'd only met in the first place because I'd slept with Carla, the project's initial backer, and then.