I lifted up my neck and looked at her. She was smiling shyly. I forgot what I was thinking and lived for the moment that was being wrought between us....Her hand is so soft. I traced all the lines of her hand until I couldn’t do it anymore.She sliced a bite out of her food and her fingers moved to my mouth, prodding me to open up and accept the offering. That bite felt full of her care and affection for me. I swallowed it in one gulp. Nothing was needed to be said at that moment. We both looked. I was impressed by the results of both, finding that I was a lot moreflexible than I'd ever been in my life and that my reflexes had reallyimproved.It was only after we were done with these light tests that we moved onto testing how strong as I was. After I'd lost so much size and mass, Iwas actually dreading this part since it would point out just how weakI'd now become. But to my surprise, the results were the exact oppositeof what I'd expected. We started off light and just kept adding. .. even the top-secret spy planes and their latest fighter." What was that doing at Franklin's?" Ham fisted military pilots. The problem with the FedA? They give the sons of the politicians all the important jobs." How did you get away with it?" Gary asked. "Didn't anybody say anything?" Last year, I discovered men think I'm beautiful," Vee grinned, "I don't mind telling you, that was a shock."So here's this 24 year old FedA pilot drooling after the little girl. Ben told him I was sweeping for. "Yeah. I miss the days when things used to be so simple." Me too." I said. We talked for a few hours. We laughed and reminisced and talked about our problems and not important things. At about three AM, Chris and I were both tired and ready to go to bed. Chris got up and held out his hand. He helped me up. He held my hand as we walked up to the camp site. We said goodnight to each other and slept in separate tents.A week past with the same boring routine. Chris and I would stay up.