It became an obsession... he couldn't get enough of it.Apparently, he found skydiving to be the ultimate thrill... my subtle suggestion for moderation...didn't seem to get thru to him.Ultimately, skydiving dominated his ever waking hour... every evening, weekends, and several times in the early morning before he went to work. Not to imply he was jumping out of a plane day and night, but he could fill his hours, when not actually jumping, with folding and re-folding his chutes, meeting with. "Good morningLaoch, would you care to join me for some breakfast?"Numbly he nodded, her steel blue eyes drawing him in closer. Unable tohelp himself, he took a seat on a large log in front of the campfire.After being handed a wooden spoon and a bowl of what appeared to be somesort of porridge mixed with dried fruit, the young man looked up at her alittle confused. Who was she and how did she know his name?"A new friend of mine suggest mixing ground Milis nuts into the porridge,I hope you like. .. that's a male judgment, you know, I'm ashamed to say it."Mrs. Mitha sat closer again, now even very close to Zaki, saying, "ah .. no need to be embarrassed ...." Just say…"Zaki's breath feels tight, his body feels hot and cold in the face of Mrs. Mitha's gaze, her eyes are beautiful with curly lashes, a moment later Zaki turns her gaze towards Mrs. negligee but with sleeves in the form of ropes and tied knots around her shoulders. Hmmm .. the skin is smooth olive yellow with the straps and. It was a nice little exchange in which they were informed that the camp hosts held a story night and told about the history of the campground.The kids wondered if Dexter knew the people and then were shocked to learn that he had never seen them before. It seemed to them that they couldn’t walk past more than three campsites without getting greeted. In one hour they had met more people in the campground than they knew in their own neighborhood. It was kind of shocking to them.They hadn’t been.