I am sure it was completely coincidental that this opened up her center ... right in my line of sight.Monkeys. Flying ones. Wearing little Fedoras.“...endy, have you been enjoying yourself the last couple of days?” I asked innocently, not wanting to be confrontational. I had enjoyed a couple of days of peace and Wendy, while not a Rhodes scholar, was bright and had a good sense of humor. A little insecure and a little immature, maybe, but she was nice.“I really have! I was angry and upset, but I. The market was busy, as they tend to be, bright, noisy and crowded. The things we needed were all found within a couple of stops, and the rest of our time was spent just looking at the various offerings. We might plan a special meal our first night back on the trail if something caught our eye, and who knows when you might spot something that would come in handy that you just had to have. Sid snickered over that comment, but I insisted this was not some 'woman thing', as he seemed to want to. Jones what are you doing this isn’t the place to have sex.”Mrs. Jones started to laugh “That’s funny coming from the guy who was having sex in my classroom of all the places in the world. I told you didn’t I. Cougars get hungry when they see a weak innocent animal all alone.” She said while getting off my lap. “Don’t worry Chad; we’ll take turns looking for her. While one is having fun the other person can be looking for her.”“How is that even possible?” I asked confused. She dropped to her. She lived fairly close to the beach, though it was going to be hot and walking home was not what she wanted to do at the end of the day. So Susan threw her bag into the back of the car and headed to her favorite beach only five minutes from where she lived.After parking her car, she grabbed her bag and headed down the steps leading to the beach. The sand was already hot, so Susan quickly scuttled across the sand to the water’s edge that would allow her to walk along to a less crowded area.