.. Nothing."I... I... don't understand... it was working this morning. It has to work... IT HAS TO!" Janice turned the computer off and then tried reb...oting her system. Nothing. She tried retyping in her password and user name... nothing."JOHN! John honey come down her quick... please! Something's wrong with my computer! I can't... I can't seem to get... " Janice began frantically hitting keys. She looked like an alcoholic trying to coax the last few drops from a bottle as she tried to get her. Rob sat on one side of me on the bench seat and Tom sat on my other side. Eric sat across from me at the small table. Tom ordered another round of drinks and; stupid me, I ordered another glass of wine! After the drinks came and the music started to play again, Tom asked Rob if he could dance with me. Rob smiled at me then Tom and said it was OK with him. I smiled and leaned into Tom a little bit then he took my hand and led me to the dance floor. The music was a slow tune and Tom pulled me in. As if… oh, god… what was she…? A chuckle sounded in his mind, as Whitney’s telepathic voice spoke to him, even as she continued to suck him. ‘Not so fast, my savior. Don’t you want to savor this pleasure?’ ‘What the hell are you doing?’ Solar Man thought back. ‘Just showing my appreciation. I want to give you a wonderful gift of pleasure for saving my life!’ ‘But this is so… oh, god… so…’ ‘Intense? Surreal? I know, I’m cheating a little, using my powers to increase your sensitivity, and hold. I was getting really excited. Then I turned to the last page of the week-by-week description. That blew me away. There was a signature I didn't recognized and a seal. Just above it were the words "Approved for .5 high school credits as 'Career Exploration Internship' by Kokomo School Corporation, Dwight Miller, Superintendent." I get credit for this?" I asked. Of course, it was credit in Kokomo, but still..."We are using you as our test case to prove the viability of a new school program. We.