Remote Viewing for Dummies. Act One, Scenes 9 and 10.

“remote viewing for dummie”

By

Robert Janeck

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Madison, Wi.    53704

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FAde In:

Act one, Scene 9.  The casino.

Bob and Rebecca arrive at the local native American casino,  Rebecca in full leathers, on her Harley 48, and Bob in the Mustang Convertible. 

Rebecca     

Bobalu, can I put my leathers in the trunk of your secretary special.

Bob

 

Sure, you don’t even have to take them off. You don’t take up much space, climb in.

Rebecca, while stripping off the Jacket, Helmit and gloves

Remember, I am the sensei here, you follow my lead, and I show you how to make some coin, and how to be a good boy, so you can be a two.

Bob.

Understood chief boss chick.

Inside of casino.  Filled with grey haired seniors, pumping their kids inheritance into the quiet machines in front of them.  Rarely, out of the hundreds of machines, you would hear some bells ring, and some lights were reflected against the ceiling.  Rarely.

Rebecca

So, we just wander, I have my card, and I am ready to play, you will have to register, but do it when I am not here, so their cameras and sensors do not id us as together.  They can tell whose card is standing in front of a machine, even if it is not in use, so when we are here together, one card stays in the card.  Did you feel that sensation, kind of a quickening of your senses, kind of like when a porn star wanna be walks in front of you at Venice Beach?

bob

Ah, no.

Rebecca

Ok.  Try this one.

Bob

Ok, this one takes nickels. How many should I put in.  I have 4.

 

Bob

Well, that worked for shit.

Rebecca

Did I say that was a hot one?  Now you know what the disappointment feels like,  keep walking.

Rebecca

Here, this one.  Feel anything,  I do. (Puts card in, plays three times, and wins over $100 on the 25 cent machine.

Bob

Thanks for letting me recoup my loss.

They continue through the casino, with Rebecca playing the cold machines to give about $40 back.  They eat lunch quietly at the bar, and soon are gopne.

FAde Out:

 

 

 

 

 

FAde In:

Act one, Scene 10

Norms Garage.  Norm is working on his bike, and has a beer half gone, there is a wet spot on the driveway next to the ceremonial spot of bare dirt by the garage door.  The motorcycle and the Mustang pull in.  As usual, Rebecca cuts the engine when she clears the sidewalk, and glides silently up to the garage door.  Bob pulls in and parks about 15 feet behind.

Norm

What did you two get into this morning, other than each other’s pants.

Rebecca

He just wishes, the only way he is getting my panties, is when he does my laundry.

bob

Went to Custers last stand,  she ran the machines before and after lunch, walked out with about $250, took about an hour with the give back.  Not bad.

Rebecca

Hey, beats making up sober at 530am each morning and sitting in a cube for 8 hours after two hours on the freeway.

Norm

You got to get me into this viewing thing, I need more beer money.

Next door, a very new, regular cab pickup truck, with the noise of a very big, powerful V8 engine pulled in,  the driver, Gunny, like most gunny’s was the spitting image of R Lee Ermey, the training gunny from a cult Vietnam war movie, is a very powerful man, in his late 40’s.  Even though he is wearing a polo shirt, and sweat shorts, he has a look of power, control, and perhaps danger.  He was a 20 year gunnery Sargent, and didn’t want to retire, but his job was needed for an up and coming younger version of himself.  His pension was good, and provided a decent lifestyle for him and his second wife, Anna, who was the spitting image of Anna Kournakova, but about 34 years old.

Riding shotgun, was Anna, and stuffed between, was Olive, who was the daughter of Gunnies’ first wife, a petite, wonderful woman from Japan, who was everything a man would ever wish for, except faithful. 

Gunny

What are you two yazoos doing with a decent woman?

Rebecca

Who the hell says I’m decent?

Gunny

Hell, you’re good enough for me, I guess.

Anna

That’s going to cost you plenty, Gunny.

(Olivia slides out of the truck on the passenger side.  She is about 5’10. Dark haired, a figure that men would, and had, walk into walls and poles while watching her.  She is wearing shorts that Rebecca would find short, and a wife beater that had been trimmed and shorted almost to the part where her privates weren’t)

Olivia

Normie poo,  do you have my scooter finished?

Norm

Yup.  I just finished it yesterday, the paint is dry, and the leather is clean.  Now remember, this is a two stroke.  It’s a 1977 Yamaha RD400, which in its day could run with a 650.  Lighter and quick to wind up, you can pop a wheelie that is bigger than you ever could with your ninja bike.  You learn how to ride this bike before you get too stupid on it.  Any, only with full leathers and full face helmit.  Anything else is going to be my fault then you scrape yourself along the Pacific Coast Hiway.  Hell, Becky almost put is over the top in front of the house.

Anna

Hey Rebecca, these old geezers sure have better toys than the youngsters at the day care center.

Rebecca

Yeah, but about the same level of maturity.

Beers are produced, and all 6 are soon drinking and jamming.

FAde Out:

The End

 

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