"Quickly!"Joan turned blindly to the trunk of the huge oak. Buzz boosted her up, climbing up, himself, behind her."Higher! Climb higher!"She sobbed, "...h, Buzz... what'll happen... to us?" Nothing!" he assured her. "Just keep climbing! Bears don't like to climb... unless they have to!"From a limb fifteen feet above the ground, Buzz looked down to see the bear reaching up the trunk of the tree, slashing at the bark with his razor-sharp claws, snuffling and making sounds in his throat. Suddenly,. I am a day trader, and I am moderately successful. My winning percentage is between 40 and 45%. I specialize in penny stocks, so a winner can be mind-boggling and the losers do not hurt much.Janice was the office manager of the agency that I went to for the insurance. I liked her demeanor, and how she acted with the other customers and the sales staff.I literally bumped into her that weekend when I was doing my Saturday food shopping. I was looking for a couple of dinner salads and ran right. She said she had no right to spy on me and Susan. I thanked her but added that he shouldn’t have masturbated. Misty paused at the word masturbate. I said I was old enough to be Susan’s father. She replied that I was not old. I was as old as Susan’s father when he would go into Susan’s room in the middle of the night. I was quiet. I felt bad for Misty and Susan, and now with an overly shy half s****r. I wondered what they’d come up with next. Susan came out of the cabin and Misty and her said. ?" he spluttered. "You're not... !" No, I'm not Prototype Ten. Since I have no prototype number, you'll just have to call me Sam. That's what my parents call me, anyway."His mind still befuddled, the Golindan stammered, "Y-your parents?" Um-hm. Prototype Nine's my mom, Prototype Ten's my dad, and I can tell you man, adolescence sucks when your parents know everything you do and think!" The young man shook his head, smiling. "I have to admit, though, they only butt in on the important stuff, so.