I wondered what would happen if I swapped the speed of mycomputer with the speed of a car.Before I could indulge my curiosity though, my computer chim...d to letme know it was ready. I put down the device. Maybe next time.It was time to get to work.I pulled open my social media feed. It was the same banal crap I sawevery day. I couldn't remember the last time I'd ever cared about anyof these people, though that did little to stop me from constantlycomparing myself to them. It all seemed so small. “Reg, what are you getting at? Explosions? Why? We don’t have a gas supply in this building. Do you know something we don’t?”“It was what I got to thinking, after I learned that Jim Fitzgerald, our regular bully, has a strong interest in explosives. It worried me a little.”“As such an idea should!” Frances was irate. “But why would he go to the trouble and expense of making some sort of bomb? What would he get out of it, and why should it concern us?” Freda interposed, “That is a good point.. They were joking around, poking each other's tits and butts before jumping into the water. They were not shy about standing in the pool kissing and feeling each other up. It took me a little while before I joined in the fun and games.At one point my bladder alerted me that I needed to pee and I told them that I needed to use the bathroom, and got out of the pool. I grabbed a large towel and dried my hair and body as I made my way to the house. I practically ran down the hall to the guest. Wear one of your shortest skirts and low cut t-shirts you can find. Got it bitch.” “I can't do that. All the neighbors will see me Vincent.” I said over the phone.“Not if you get in your car in the garage and drive right over. I'll expect to see you standing outside the Club gym at 3:40 pm on the dot and dressed the way I told you. I'll have some big surprises for you, I that know you won't be able to resist.” Vincent said and hung up the phone without saying good bye.I was left holding.