Many people think that space is our final frontier - and that is not entirely true. While it is more difficult to get to outer space, we probably know more about the various planets and environments in space than we do about what lies beneath the surface of our oceans.
The "vulture of the sea," borne upon broad wing, and wandering over the wide Atlantic, suddenly suspends his flight to look down upon an object that has attracted his attention. It is a raft, with a disc not much larger than a dining-table, constructed out of two small spars of a ship, -the dolphin-striker and spritsail yard, -with two broad planks and some narrower ones lashed crosswise, and over all two or three pieces of sail-cloth carelessly spread.
Introduction |Neenee came to the Big Island from Canada. I came here from Japan. I spent my first two years here just, you know, going to my classes, being a good girl, focusing on school. I really didn't have many friends, and that suited me fine. Then just this past September, I arrive for my first class, and who happens to want to sit at my favorite desk? Neenee! I've been coming to this same room for 2 years now, sitting at the same desk. This is my desk! So we got into a fight over it. I mean an all out actual fist fight. She tore half my clothes off. And as we rolled around on the floor of the classroom, all the boys cheering us on, what do you think happened? Neenee's thigh rubbed up against my pum.. I mean actually ground up against it. She had me pinned against the floor, and she was like trying to stoop up to punch me in the face or something, and 3 or four times her warm thigh like ground up into it. I lost all strength.. and needless to say lost the fight. She gave me my desk back though. And after class, we decided to find somewhere private.
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