My blonde ponytail swayed over my left shoulder they stared at the shocked expression on my Master’s face. Justin’s dark eyes were wide, his mouth...gaping. He squeeze me tight as his eyes flicked down to stare at me.“Did you feel it?” he asked. “Did you do this?”“Do what, Master?” I asked, my voice trembling. “Freeze the water?”“Stop time,” he said.He thought the same thing I did. He believed that the impossible had happened. I could see it in his sincere eyes. He stared at me, such pleading in. Labs were another thing entirely. You had decided to have yourself and the cadet strip first thing to prevent spills on uniforms. That was your story, and you were sticking to it. You had also found out that another video cam was available to teachers and assistants, which you were, technically. So you now had a more or less hidden cam in your lab to review and help grade the cadets. With so many, it was hard always to remember just how well they were performing. That story thing again.This. The fence men showed up, and I walked them around the fence path that I envisioned. While they used one of those wheels to get distances, I recorded the locations with my GPS. When we were done walking the area, one of the men used a hand calculator and notepad to figure a price. I wanted a four-foot high woven wire fence with two strands of barbed wire eight inches apart on top. I wanted all creosoted posts, with braced corner posts. The men said they would brace them and that all corner posts. Ergo, our involuntary enlistment into government service," Ben said, and went silent for a moment."Uh, I know all this. What set you off?" I asked curiously."I think I found someone who has a 'talent', and a damned good one, too!" Ben said excitedly."Really? What is it?" I was really curious now."First you have to let me set it up for you. Computer, run Florida Strike, for Scott," Ben said a bit loudly."Working... from the AP News Service. 'While issuing a speeding ticket to a young college.