"Kari who was examining the device almost dropped it when Alice said that. Alice held up what looked to be some type of remote control and said, "The ...elector on this remote has three settings. Pushing the level one button will administer enough of a tingle that the prisoner will react letting the guard know the device is working. Level two will cause the prisoner's incapacitation."Although I felt I knew the answer I asked, "I thought you said there were three levels."Alice gave me a wicked. I drove on the interstate until it ended, five minutes before hitting the northern part of Mexico, and turned towards home. I was only about three miles from the front door of my childhood home when I heard the sirens behind me. Cursing softly under my breath, I pulled over. I was just my luck to have gotten so far without mishap only to be thrown into prison by a traffic cop because I was unable to drive under the speed limit. The cop sat a couple of minutes in his car, running the license. Iwent trolling for some more action. Since classes were out, I could narrowmy focus on a few guys, instead of going crazy trying to pick one out ofthe thousands walking to class.I was a show off when it came to my body and used to love to go out to thepool in my levi cut-offs. There were still a few guys who stayed on campusduring the summer. I had a nice chest and firm abs, but what I liked toshow off was the thick crop of hair that ran from my navel, on down. Somost times I proudly. I suppose I was the lucky one. I had spent the last yearsearching for work abroad. All my other mates from school had notbothered their arses to look and had left it to the last moment.None of them succeeded in their quest. John was the only one toturn up at the airport to wish me good luck. It did not bother meall that much as john was the only one whom I would actually calla close friend. Jealous bastards the rest of them.At seventeen I suppose I was lucky I had this opportunity. Mumand dad.