As I came off the field, she waved me to her and told me that I was to coach the rest of the game. That she’d be there, but substitution decisions a...d, particularly with the less-experienced Padme running the offense, offense choices were to be mine until the final whistle.I almost – it was a very close thing – told Coach that she was crazy, but I held the words in and just nodded my head. Coach walked around on the sideline watching the game, but she didn’t say a word to anyone. Once we got. He wanted to work with people and plants, so he opened a Greenhouse and Nursery growing native and exotic plants and flowers. He was successful, just not to the level she wanted. I trucked on to Port Townsend and found a place to hold up for the night.In the morning, I went in search for a friend from my Marine Corps days. He had gotten out after Viet Nam and come home to Port Townsend. I found him working on his beautiful wood 36' schooner. He had been living on his boat for the past dozen. I then took the biggest chance of all, and told Amanda (in a whisper) "I'm going to masturbate in my room, and want to know if I can include her in my visual fantasy - conjuring up her image as I wank." She seemed startled for a second, then said "Are you really? No guy has ever said anything like that before to me!" I simply said "Pity. Well, may I?" She said "Sure!"Since I had already gone for broke, I decided to go to the well once more. I told Amanda I'd peeked at her cleavage, and asked if. "Pat, that wouldn't be hard to do. I think he has for a while but he controls himself well. You will have to learn that about him. He moves determinedly, but slowly. He doesn't make snap decisions and is careful of other people's emotions. If you really care for him, be patient." She didn't reply to that and I made a noise as I came to and then through the kitchen door. Dad looked up and said, "Good morning, Son."Pat smiled at me and said, "Good morning, Mark."I responded, "Good morning." I.