When Michelle finally decided it was time for her to go, Nick led her to the door at the back of the kitchen, there was a drunken uncle sleeping in fr...ont of the other one. He rather absently noted the small green plant dangling over the door. "Hey, look up," Nick suggested with a grin, suggestively glancing up at the plant. She did. "Isn't that mistletoe?" "Yup." Nick gave his girlfriend a broad grin. "And you know what that means." Michelle laughed and allowed herself to be swept into Nick's. "I could never do that," said the now not naked girl."You expose yourself all the time!" replied the cheerleader."Yeah, but I wouldn't allow my personal information to be displayed along with me while I do it! I also think she's gross for drinking her piss like that in front of everyone," the naked girl said as she pushed on the bag to fill up the bottle again."That's true. I guess she really is a humiliation whore."The artist walked back in to the gallery with a large wheeled cylinder. "Hey. The size of the place, including the entranceway, reminded him more of a large airplane hanger than a cave. If the boulder did not hide the large entrance you'd probably be able to see the cave from a long ways off.Dale walked further into the cave and was surprised to find that it was comfortably warm inside. As he walked around, he noticed that one section of the floor was particularly smooth, flat, and hard. This was more like what you might expect to find on an area exposed to flowing water. Our first track meet is Friday.After my morning run, I head to the basement to workout. I get down the stairs, take off my shoes, and see a spear coming towards my face as I catch it in mid-air. I look and see dad with the same weapon I encountered last week. Two handles with a rope connecting them. He is flipping them around in some sort of pattern.Dad closes in on me. “Before you can learn to use a weapon, you must first learn to defeat it,” dad says. I look at dad as I feel a sharp pain in.