However, it was rather messy.”“Messy?!” Trevor exclaimed. “Look at how big that monster is! We took it on while you just sat back and watched!...We’ve never faced anything that big before!”“Its size wasn’t the biggest challenge. Your disorganization was.” Noah took out his knife and began carving into the bear to remove its hide. He looked only at his work, but he continued to lecture them. “You surrounded it on all sides, which, while good when facing something smaller and prone to running, left. But let's enjoy ourselves first. Do you want me here - we can use the couch? Or upstairs?"Afraid of making a total fool of myself, I had to say something. The best I could offer was, "Why don't you choose?"She jumped to her feet. "Upstairs, then," she said with such enthusiasm I must have made the right decision. "There's nothing like a nice big bed, is there?" She took my hand and half led, half dragged me to a bedroom on the first floor. There covers had been turned back on a large double. It was about 12-12:15 when I got there, but Brooke's eleven and twelve year old friends had apparently been there for a few minutes because their shoes and stuff were by the door, and the gifts had been placed on the table. (stupid me forgot somethin...broke). Brooke was so happy to see me after our last few encounters, that she almost unzipped my pants right there! I quickly turned around and sat down on the couch and glared at her stop!...at least not in front her parents.. Only then did she notice the bulk of a moving van parked in front of the next-door-neighbor's house and a young man, around 18, maybe 19, lugging boxes back and forth. She blanched slightly - she was used to living next to an old, private woman who never peeked out her door and an empty house on the other side. She hadn't even given rushing outside half-naked a thought, but now she felt a little exposed. Still, in the time she'd seen him, the boy had spotted her and while he had only turned a.