So, when she went down to a town festival and met a young woman there who sold stone bead jewelry with magnetic clasps, she bought a few, some for her... and some for my wife, and then started to talking to this young woman, who was from a neighboring state. The young woman, we'll call her Mary explained how the bracelets were made and told my mother that she had a good source for cheap magnets. My mother in law, needing something to do for the next few months, called the woman a few days later. My cable address was "Airlaw". I thought I was pretty slick.After I got the call, I went around to the utility room of the office where the noisy cable terminal was kept, and, sure enough, it was clattering and wheezing as it punched out a strip of perforated paper ribbon. Some people learned to read the perforations on the tape, sort of like Braille, but I never mastered that skill. Instead, I engaged the printer and got the following message: "AIRLAW: DEBRIS FROM TWA 472 ON 7 MAY 1984 STRUCK. She took me so deep that I closed my eyes and thought I was going to go into a coma from the pleasure I was receiving. I exploded in her mouth without a warning but she sucked me dry. I love you so much! I pulled her up for a deep kiss and held her in my arm for a long time. We cuddled on the couch together and fell asleep. I woke up before and realized where we were. I quickly put my clothes back on and carried her back to her room making as little sound as I could and collapsed on my bed. "This... seems kinda familiar. What now?"Chris then went to pull out something, and frowned at the fact that itturned out to be much longer then what he expected.His eyes widened when he figured out what this article was.A wig.The wig itself felt almost alive with shiny dark brown hair that seemedto reach impossible lengths. Near the end of it was a bracelet like hairclip that made the last few inches of hair split off into a dolphin tail.Chris studied the wig much longer then any other.