” Greg laughed. “I’m just getting into the evening Stace. And believe it or not, I’m helping you too. I mean, all those dirty thought... I’ve put into your head now… you’re going to have the slutty cheerleader act down before you know it.” Stacy laughed in spite of herself and allowed Greg to lead her over to the other dancing couples. As she moved to the beat of a song she had never heard before and Greg proved for the umpteenth time that he had no sense of rhythm, she. I whispered in Rhea’s ear that she seemed to be sweating in the Goan heat and maybe it would help if she cooled off with a chug of ice-cold beer.We were both getting tipsy at this point and she asked me to open a can and pour it in her mouth. I took the chance and instead of pouring the can in her mouth, I spilled half of it onto her top.“Oops, sorry about that!” I said, as the beer made her boobs stick to her top and I could see her nipples. I realized she wasn’t wearing a bra and cold beer. Still, I do not wish to part from these spears, the only two I have left. I will never have another spear, there are none to knap flint for head. These are all I can have to tell me of my life before, and I will keep them with me.It is the same with my vest and leggings, and with my spear-bag. They too are of my life then, and I wish to keep them near. Even the small piece of fur that is torn partly from my vest by aurochs’ horn and later comes away entirely, even that will I keep by me. I am. So you say how come I took four years to graduate college if I was so smart, well I graduated with three degrees, that's how come it took all four years.I did all that studying for those three degrees, plus had my football career. I was the middle linebacker for our Bobcat team. In college I stood 6'-1 and weighted 205 I could run like the wind and hit like a tank. I think that is why my nickname was Tank like Sherman Tank. Only I was known as Tank Sherman. Anyway in my last year I met a girl.