The Sergeant will take you from now."The Sergeant was a large florid face individual. He asked me what experience I had and did I volunteer or was I v...lunteered."I was volunteered Sergeant, but I'm quite happy to be here. My experience?-- I work as a camp cook for the Country Roads Board, we have about thirty men to cater for." Do you do this on your own then?" No Sergeant, I have a part time offsider, we do breakfast and evening meals with a cut lunch during the day." Hmm, looks like we might. .One day we were going to market, she was in her college dress,a shirt and pant..i asked her- what are you wearing from inside? She said- spanky, black cup bra and black panty..i became erected. Since it was the time of afternoon, there were severe people on the road. We were going through auto and suddenly an idea came to my mind and I said to her, lets complete our fantasy..she said, how? I said , wait and watch..then I put my hand on her shoulder and caressing her shoulder, she smiled.Then I. " W-what do you mean?" The idea of talking to some disembodied voice does not, strangely enough, bother you nearly as much as the voice itself."Simply put, this is the thought space. This is where thoughts become reality. Whatever you think here can and will become your new reality. However, you can not simply create reality the way you want it. There are certain...rules that must be followed." What kind of rules exactly?" To be honest, there is but one rule." And that would be?" Simply put,. "Yep!" she called. "I'll go get em!"Without another word, Kitty ran out through the wall of the X-Jet, straight towards the park bench the new mutant was sitting on. It was a mark of how deeply troubled the boy was when he didn't even notice the girl in the skintight spandex running directly towards him as he stared into the distance. "Hey!" Kitty called as she sat down next to him. "How're you doing?"The boy jumped and shook his head, as if awaking from a dream. "Holy shit!" he yelled. "When'd.