Will that be good?”“Karen, Brad, that will be very good. I look forward to seeing you then. You know I will pray over you in both services.”Kare... said, “Yes, Sir. We’ve noticed you do that for all incoming teachers. We’ll be there. We can use the prayer. Bye.” I thumbed the off button. “Lover, I hope we’re doing the right thing.”“We are, Love. We’ve both prayed about it and have peace about this.”Sunday arrived without further fanfare or excitement. We told Melissa and Paul that we were leaving. “It’s big enough.”My legs moved without permission. I moved through the open glass door of the shower and Scott slid it shut behind me. His body looked even better with water running down it.“Your ass is red,” he said.“Yes, well, that would be your doing,” I said, rather impudently.His hands moved down my back and squeezed my ass cheeks hard.“Well, I don’t regret it,” he breathed. “I kinda like knowing I’ve left my mark.”The water was raining down over me, hot and cathartic. Scott pushed me. "OK. We were ... um ... living together..." He grinned, but didn't say anything. "And I was on some kind of spring cleaning frenzy."She stopped long enough that he felt like he could say something."So what about the naked part?" Hush!" she snapped. "I'm getting there." She looked away. "I was wearing a frilly white apron, with cherries all over it." So I was the naked one," he said, his smile wide."Will you shut up and let me tell this!?" she yelled."OK, OK." He turned an imaginary key in his. The plan was that, next time we left the building, Umberto would be their team's driver and Raymond would man the guns -- both the coax and the chain gun.Umberto raised no objection. He knew -- we all knew -- that he had missed everything he'd shot at.Brenda would shift over to my Bradley and serve as gunner. I would continue to drive.Martin Kazner came down in the elevator at one point and looked over the array in the garage area. One of the generators was functioning by then, and we had power.