Gimme me a match,” Kit said.“How long will we have after you light that thing?” Duncan asked.“We’ll have less than a half a minute from when...the fuse starts burning, until it blows hell out of the water.”“Ruby, you remember to count to five after Kit lights that fuse,” Jeb told her.“I will, Gramps. You done showed us all about this. We’re good at it and you know it,” she reminded him.Though Jeb Halloran couldn’t make out any of the marshal’s faces, he turned toward them and grinned at them. Fred closed his eyes, his face beet red. Hecontinued, nearly a whisper. "I might like to see that, actually." Inodded softly. Maybe Fred and I had more in common than I thought.The next day, I left Fred at the house and set about collecting somesupplies. Thanks to the cosmetology night classes I had been taking, Iknew that Fred was going to need some different materials than I used inmy own budding regimen. I also knew where to get most of the other piecesI was going to need. Thanks to our time. ” He again asked the same with the same reply. Uncle then again started asking her repeatedly, “Whose wife are you?” and banging her in a frenzy state. I guess this question and answer was giving him more satisfaction.Mom was also replying with the same answer. It was looking like a cyclone was running on the bed and suddenly with a loud “aaaahhh” uncle’s body became motionless. His body got stiff, and I saw his butt was squeezing hard for a few seconds. And then he collapsed on mom and laid. She examined it up close. She reached out and looked up at me."Can I touch it?" Of course you can, but be careful, it's loaded." She didn't laugh, for her this was serious business. At first she just touched it with one finger. Lightly stroking down from the head to the base. Then two fingers. Her touch made my pre-cum appear. She dabbed her finger in it, and looked at the string coming from the source to her finger. She tentatively tasted the liquid on her finger. She did not make any.