I might have been scared but I never gave up on the opportunity to look. I am a horny teenager after all.I was casually laying around thinking of more...ways to getting Rekha in my bed as she swept the floor in the next room. Suddenly, Rekha called me over and asked if I could help her with a problem. She couldn’t find one of her earrings and she had been searching all over the house. I said I will help her and we both started crawling looking over the carpet for the earring. Even after an hour. Since it seemed a too strong I decided to had half a case more of the mix. When I finished I had a little more than 3 gallons of punch.Next I emptied three and a half cases of the 8 oz water bottles into a 5 gallon bucket and added a lid to keep it clean. I repacked the bottles with the punch. I had seventy eight 8 oz bottle of the drink and about an ounce left in the water jug. I packed the bottles back into the cases from wince they came.Half way through the repackaging process camera crew. ” The cargo master’s calm announcement seemed to have an effect on more than the frazzled drop team. The ride smoothed out and Hollis shifted in his seat. “Everyone will stand in one minute and hook up to the bar. Remember to let go of your pack as you jump.”The minute ticked by, and Hollis struggled to his feet, still hugging the heavy pack that was connected to his parachute harness by a three-meter strap. This was a traditional military arrangement that allowed the paratrooper to land. "What did he do?" I asked."He just ran away. We don't know what he'd gotten into though. Millie found a pistol inside the wagon and loaded it before we left. She's standing guard."Millie was standing guard alright. She was striding back and forth outside the wagon with the single shot pistol in her hand. She looked like the picture of the Warrior Princess we had seen in a book pap had traded for when Tess and I were kids.As we came up, Millie said, "Well, we know at least part of what he was.