I’m doing pretty well, yeah?” I frowned as I entered his bedroom. “You mean you want your parents to pay me for babysitting you for an hour whi...le you play World of Warcraft? I don’t think so, Cal.” “What would you rather do?” he asked. He rolled onto his side and winked at me. I rolled my own eyes. Cal was in his first year of university. He wanted to take a gap year and travel around Europe but his parents were rabid for him to go to a good university. “I’d like to revise for your exam.” . Maybe ten percent went to Door One and twenty percent went to Door Two. Rodney grinned. He stood taller and laughed to himself. All at once he had it figured out! Wimps and losers went into Door One. Real men went to Door Two. He had already seen his two friends and some other men he knew go through Door Two. He recognized a few common idiots when they used Door Three. You know the kind—suck ups, worker bees, the average Joe’s. The prey definitely went through Door One however. Rodney grinned. "But as an acclaimed leader of your…barbarous peopleyou will first be tortured." He leaned purposefully forward from his chairfor emphasis. Concerned that his words seemingly had little effect on the restoredcountenance of the female before him, he further menaced his baritone and sternlysaid, "Consider the rapes and beatings you have already received just the beginningof more to come. All leading to your execution on the cross." Looking at theoverweight dungeon assistant with his silly armor. After we were all soapy, I started splashing water up onto my body to rinse off. Millie threw the soap up onto the grass and both girls tackled me. We ended up with all three of us wrestling around in the water. God, it was cold, but I guess we did do a better job of getting all of the soap off that way.When we couldn't stand the cold water any more we got out and laid on the blanket. The sun really did feel nice, but the breeze that was blowing nearly froze us. It didn't take long for us to.