The bulge in his pants began appearing again. His hands slowly gliding down the gas bomb, of course using the proper technique of rubbign them from up... to down. The metal began to shine Hank could see his own refelction clear as day in it. A satisfied Hyup left his lips as he gave the bomb a few last rubs. He began rubbing it softer now, forgetting his work ethic his hands melding the cool metal, his thoughts fully engoressed on the insides of the tank that glorious liquid that turns into a gas. “Well, I don’t really own any sexy clothes. I only have my everyday stuff, except for my old Catholic school uniform. I mean it isn’t really sexy, but that other model on the website was wearing one so maybe that will do.”Matt just stared at me. “You have a Catholic schoolgirl skirt?”“Yeppers! Sure do! How about this? How about I go into the bedroom and put it on and you can tell me if it’s good enough for you and your friends?”“Really? You want to model it for me? Right now?”“Back in a flash!. Unable to believe what he was seeing, Craig leaned against the side of the pickup truck with his arms crossed and watched Pepper attempt to dig a hole. He wished that he had a video camera with him because nobody would believe it when he would try to tell the story about how Pepper was using the shovel.Exhausted, Pepper stopped his efforts and said, “This shovel doesn’t work.”“Have you ever used a shovel?” Craig asked.“No,” Pepper said. Seeing the look Craig was giving him, he said, “If you. Until thirty minutes ago, the telegraph was the most sophisticated communication system in the world as I knew it. Now I was privy to something that not only sent your voice from one place to another, it sent your picture too. What I was seeing was impossible, yet here I stood, watching it happen. It was either real or I had finally slipped into insanity. While I was hashing all this out in my mind, Coleen was watching me closely. I realized that she was afraid that I would do something.