AIDS.Within minutes, Kimber had the approval, and the colonel did all the coordination from there on arranging for the body to be encased to be flown ...ome for embalming or cremation.It was only 2:15 and so much had happened so fast heads were spinning."You okay?" James asked Kimber."Me. Oh. Sure. How are you?" she asked in return."Shocked? Saddened? Dumbfounded?" he replied."James? I'm just so grateful you took the time to bring him here," Kimber said with complete sincerity."You know, it's. I was outside,dressed as a girl, and had no chance of getting back into the house.Following an argument, about whether, or not, he had the key, and mebursting into tears, and having been told that I must be a girl, becauseI was crying like one, I eventually calmed down. We went onto the lawn,and kicked a ball about, he just had to rub it in, and he kept sayingthat I was playing like a girl.We had a large playing field behind the house, and some friendsappeared, two boys, and two girls, wanting. .. in my imagination. So that was my state of mind when I rolled into the tiny hamlet of Youngfield. I had left the city early in the morning in order to arrive early enough to get in a few hours of consulting work. The oil company's field office was just on the edge of one of those wheat fields. Actually, everything was at the edge of those wheat fields, since there were only about a dozen buildings in town. Briefcase in hand, I stretched my legs and then sauntered up the steps into the. As they approached the van Tim said, “The driver refused a tip coming out. The view in the rearview mirror was plenty, he said. I think he still deserves a tip, but …”They put their heads together as they approached the van open door, whispering and giggling. Seated, they both made sure their tops were over their hips and struggled to clasp the seatbelts. They also made every effort to move in the seat to point to different things which allowed them to open their thighs. Occasionally, perhaps.