Late that afternoon, the mean bastard that I had met when I first rode into the other camp showed up and started to give the cook a hard time. I was s...eeping under one of the wagons so I did not hear the first part of the conversation. However, I sure heard it when the tough threw the cook against the chuck wagon and knocked all of the pots and pans off their hooks.The resulting crash should have been heard for miles I thought as it tore me from a sound sleep. I was fully dressed from my boots. The lovely Jessica I am sure will be happy to do that.”Hermione was surprised. “Oh, you know Jessica, Reg’s Paki wife?”“Yes, dear. Great girl. She is driving the old car your uncle’s father left in our barn; such a nice and wholesome lady!”“She can’t manage today, Auntie. She had a miscarriage and is not long home from hospital.”“Oh, dear; the poor girl!”Please givbe her my love, and tell her to get well soon, so she can come back and visit us.”“Will do. She is not the only Paki living with us. . there was, that we seemed to reach out and touch, now and then. We hardly ever touched it at the same time. Just twice, in fact, had we done that.But it was there, and it made it hard for me to imagine some girl at college being able to top.So maybe it was the kiss.All I know is that I went to Manhattan, Kansas, where the university was. And I walked around and looked at things. And it was great, and all. There were lots of trees and the buildings were made of limestone blocks that looked a. Finding them tight, I wriggled out of them again. Standingthere in t-shirt and briefs, I hung them up and started tounclip the second pair.Someone came in and occupied the other end cubicle,directly opposite me. I had my back to it, but glancing inthe full length mirror I could see throught the gap in mycurtain. I could see that whoever it was had left asimilar-sized gap in theircurtain.The occupant was a woman, mid-twenties, dressed like aprofessional in tailored skirt and jacket. From the.