This was crazy! Jim thought to himself. What am I doing?I'm trying to feel up my own daughter! Inpublic, yet! And on that reminder, Jim looked around ...imquickly but saw no one near them that was even remotelyinterested in what he was doing."Okay, Jenny, that's done! I guess that leaves your upperchest and your tummy!"Jim worked some more lotion into his hands and beganmassaging it into his daughter's upper chest, above herswimsuit halter top. As his fingers worked the slicklotion into her skin,. We not only kept up; we somehow had gotten ahead. A few weeks after she was released from the hospital, Tammy joined us as well. Like me, she had one paper left to turn in. We thought we would do field research on the subjects together. As it turned out, no parents raised any issue with this, and we were leaving for the Shenandoah Valley the next week, for one week. I would study Stonewall Jackson's Valley Campaign for history and she would study the flora and fauna for biology.We finally. Will you have him come to my table please?" Of course, Sir," he replied. "It shall be my pleasure."He smartly turned on his heel, and exited the room. A moment later, he returned. The chef was a woman. She wore the accoutrements of a chef: the white clothing, the white hat, everything. She accepted his praise graciously. He held out his hand to shake hers. When he was done, he'd left a gold eagle, just for her. He tipped the waiter and waitress a half eagle, each. He also tossed two silver. Lets head up to the mountains. A day by the lake will get your head on a level playing field again.I couldn't argue with that logic, so I jumped up and yelled ROAD TRIP!. Not totally accurate, but it hit the mark, and already I was feeling better.Since we often went camping, it didn't take long to get all our stuff together. We were on the road in only a couple of hours. A quick stop off at the mall for a few things like batteries, and suntan lotion, and we would be on our way.We walked.