I look at the mirror and am genuinelyshocked, I look amazing. My legs and torso look heavenly. But I get up tomy head, and other then seeing my face; ... see another big problem. My bodylooks fantastic, but my hair is a mess, and I need makeup.I go into the bathroom, and spend the next 2 hours working on myappearance; it isn't as horrible as I thought it would be. I seem to haveMeg's ability and make my hair into a very nice style. The makeup takesawhile but I get it all right, even though it. Tina hadn’t stopped there and so had started an annual tradition of her showing up when she was least expected and twisting my arm behind my back.Tina had become a sixth degree black belt in the years since we had first met and delighted in showing off her martial arts prowess. Once while eavesdropping outside my mom’s room, I had heard a hysterical Etta relate how Tina had broke the arm of a boyfriend after a particularly bad breakup.… Yeah, I didn’t want to spend a week with that bitch.My. Trying something different I told myself not to see anything between me and the camera in the locker room at school that was letting me see the zit on her butt.Damn it. I can’t hope to see it that far away. Duh! I’m making this too hard.Instead of trying to see the camera directly I told myself to see the electricity coming out of the camera to the substation that server my house and the school. I already knew how to use the place in my head to get to the substation, so it was just a matter of. After a few e-mails back and forth, it came about that my wife wanted me to get away for a couple of days and go to a convention held by a group I am a member of. It also worked out well for Jacob, and we arranged to meet. He gave me directions to meet at a truck stop near his place, and how to recognize him again, and from there I could follow to his place. He wanted to take pictures and make video, which was OK with me if I wore a mask or something so I would be hard to identify.We met as.