Jeff had talked me into getting my old plastic army men out. We built battle scenes and then used the firecrackers to blow them up. Of course, that go... boring, and we wanted bigger and better explosions. At some point, Alan got the bright idea to get duct tape and combine a bunch of bottle rockets and firecrackers together. He reasoned that we needed to figure out how long the fuses should be so that everything would explode at the same time.I think my mom had some kind of sixth sense that told. The old man was right, of course! "What am I supposed to do with this?" queried Jeff. "You must take it home, and pop it. When you eat some of it you will become the star that you belive yourself to be. It is that simple," instructed the wizard. To Jeff this was too good to be true. If it worked, he would have his heart's desire. Then he could come back and laugh at all of his teachers and classmates. Jeff looked up and asked the wizard, "How much do you want for this." "Oh. And bring the lube with you.”“Thanks, I’ll be there.”I arrived at the elevator doors shortly before three. Honeybee was already there, shifting nervously from foot to foot as she waited.“Hey, you don’t have to do this if you’re not sure,” I tried to reassure her.“After giving myself an enema and rubbing gunk up my bum, I’m sure as hell not going to back out now,” she insisted.I led her to the Cleaning Manager’s office and locked us in, leaving the key in the lock to reassure her that she could. We made love one last time before he left.My first night of sleeping alone in that big house went well. I chose the last bedroom in the downstairs hallway to sleep in because it had windows on three sides. On one side, it looked out at the garden that was caged in a white picket fence and blooming with gorgeous shrubs and flowering plants. And on the other side was the view of the landscaped expanse to the neighbor’s house.I woke up feeling energized. During the morning hours, I surveyed the.