Pretty soon they spotted a cloud of dust. Seth had his long-distance lens on his camera and was able to see about a thousand buffalo moving away, “T...at’s the old bulls’ herd. We passed the test, but he is still moving them away.” John shared.They came across some water and followed it upstream to a bridge. They crossed the bridge, “Look that’s a Weeping Willa. That’s from Earth. Much of this is from Earth.”They continued on following the creek upstream to another pond, “Look at that. It looks. It took a minute to warm up after sitting for a while, but soon settled down into a healthy sounding purr.Bo hopped out and went to the other side of the truck. “You can drive her around a bit, but I’m coming with you,” he said before climbing into the passenger seat.The truck drove and handled well, was responsive to the throttle and even stopped well. The inside was a bit musty, but that would be okay after a few miles with the window open and some of that spray stuff my mother used to use. And that’s when he announced that the only way to prove who was more of a man, was for the two of us to arm-wrestle. I started saying, ‘No.’, ‘No.’, ‘No.’, even louder. I knew I couldn’t beat him and I told him so. ‘Please,’ I begged, ‘there’s no contest, you’re a hundred-percent more of a man than I am.’ But he just kept on saying, ‘The only way we’ll know for sure is if we arm-wrestle.’ Finally I gave in and we sat-down, straddling a bench, facing each other.” Deep breath. “Were you. Once we got to the room he showed me a variety of magazine, both men and women fucking and men and men fucking and sucking. I do know at that point I was hard as a rock and he comment on it and told me that not to worry and that I would probably feel a whole lot better if I took of my paints and I would not be so confined and as hard as my cock was he was afraid I might do harm to it being coped up like that. We laughed about that and then he said don’t worry it would not brother him if I did..