He knew that he carried knowledge in his head that would forever alter the lives of the people of his village.Two Bears was ready to break his last ca...p even before the first rays of the morning light showed him the pathways to home. He was almost unable to contain the excitement that he was feeling. He knew that he'd be spending the night on top of his own sleeping furs. He had to force himself to bite into the last pieces of dried meat that he'd carefully hoarded to give him the strength to. I met Linda when she and I entered high school, and I admired her, OK, to be honest, lusted after her from the start. She had a pretty face, long legs and a killer body.I was fourteen and she was about a half-year older, not that it made any difference. She was sexually experienced and relaxed while I was sexual ignorant and very nervous around girls.I got pledged by a jock fraternity, illegal of course, and Linda joined what we called the "sub-debs," the stuck-up bitches that ruled our. I can feel him staring atme the entire time."Oh no," I say.He moves in next to me saying, "Let me try it"The lock continues to flash red."Looks like the ice and the jolt messed up the magnetic strip on thekey."He looks me up and down one more time and says, "I do not want to makeyou late for your date. I know the front desk clerk and I will run downand get a replacement card key."Before I could say anything he leaves. I set the ice bucket down andnervously wait for him to return.He comes back. Mom: (laughing) You are a very bad dancer I guess.Me: Why mom? (While still virtually fucking her ass in the song beats)Mom: Because you have got very bad moves.Me: You didn’t like it, mom?Mom: You are only pushing me since then.Me: Haha. It’s my favorite move mom.Mom: Haha very worst favorite move.Me: (with some courage) Mom, actually something is causing me a problem in my moves.Mom: What’s that beta?Me: My boxer mom. It’s causing problems in my moves.Mom: Haha.very bad excuse.Me: It’s true..