But it wasn't enough. I goofed off on Monday, watching TV and playing video games. Tuesday morning I went out after breakfast to get some snack food a... the convenience store down the road at Route 30. I ran into Tina Mayer at the store.I knew Tina from school. We weren't close friends, but we talked occasionally. Tina was the daughter of a local minister. She had a reputation at school of being little Miss Perfect. A goody-goody student.Tina asked, "Wow, Will. It's good to see you. I haven't. “This is what you wanted, right?” Her lips were still curled into that wild grin, and she was breathing heavily through her nose like an angry bull that was preparing to charge. “This is what you fantasized about it, isn’t it? This is what you imagined me doing to you in the depths of night, when you thought that you were alone and your thoughts were private? Is this what those degenerates that you call your ‘fans’ wanted to see?”“I said that I was sorry,” I pleaded, “I promised never to do it. We pulled out and went to the Madison Information Station. We were among mountains and little rivers. We turned right toward the geysers' area and Old Faithful. I'm glad we had the SUV's and their four-wheel drive. The roads were in bad shape. We bumped and jarred our way to Old Faithful. It still went off on a regular basis. I wish we had a larger party to see this. The views are spectacular and very different from Georgia or Texas. We saw buffaloes and many of them. We did our best to follow. I reached out and touched the red gem. A doorway appeared suddenly onone size of the box. The green square lit up and scrawling text in aliencharacters raced by. My heart lept into my throat. I knew what it was.I pushed the purple gem and the box shrunk back down to it's originalsize. I didn't want it blocking the door so I carried it over to theliving room. I was trembling with anticipation as I walked about turningon lights and shutting all my blinds. I knew I would want privacy.It was a.