That was the signal every hunter stepped to the rim, picked a target and let fly. The lomen panicked and tried for the steps only to be met by the cat... and spears. We were doing what we planned total containment. We herded the lomen to the center of the bowl. We moved down the steps cats first. Once the Cats and handlers were in the bowl our hunters began leaping the 12 ft to the floor of the bowl. Now it was to be a fight spear to club. Once the lomen were in the center of the bowl we could. Beth is about two inches taller than Lori and I think it's all in her legs. Her hair is a little shorter and is ash blond; they are sometimes taken as twins by people. These two have been best friends for as long as I can remember and they used to bug me but I'm now seeing them in a different way. They're really becoming babes."Get the bread out, I'm making grilled cheese. And the cheese and butter, too. Oh, and get me an ice cube."She's at the stove as I bring the things over to her. I stand. She knew the girls were just playing around, she had been in enough co-ed groups to know when people were flirting and when they were serious. She had always felt like the outsider in those groups, the one who never did anything, but reported it afterward. She was determined to get past her shyness this time. She drew a big breath, and lay back against the cross beam of the canoe, she then slid the straps off her shoulders, and pushed the cups down a little. She knew she was giving Jeremy quite. ”“Exactly how did Rachel get the impression you were a closet gay?”“I guess she was sending me signals that I didn’t get, but she liked being around me, so we just became friends. It was all a big misunderstanding, but everything is okay. We are still friends; they just sleep with me from time to time.”“You understand I’m going to talk with these girls, right?”“Yes, mom, and they nor I have a problem with that.”“One more question,” asked Mom, “how much money have you spent on them over the.