We were the only two members on each of "our" committees. The first committee was responsible for getting to the state park early enough to occupy their large, covered, open-air pavilion. This was necessary since the park didn take reservations, and the first group to arrive got to use the facility.
The second committee was the cleanup committee. It was responsible for making certain that we didn leave any trash or valuables after the picnic. This committee - Karen and I - would be the last ones to leave. I was beginning to see her plan, and it was made more clear when she whispered, "If anyone volunteers to help us clean up, tell them we have everything under control! Thats particularly important if they ask during the picnic, okay? We certainly don want any help!" I grinned at her and she blushed. But I could see the excitement in her eyes, and I became rock-hard as she looked at me.
The picnic had nearly a hundred and fifty people attending - professors, students, and families. The state park was about an hour and a half from campus. The "Transportation Committee" organized rides and provided maps. Since Karen and I had to be the first ones to arrive, that meant we had to get to the park by 6:00 a.m. when it opened, even though the picnic didn begin until Noon. What could Karen and I possibly do for six hours while we waited for everyone else?