Early One Morning part4
by Solo Teens Blog the modem consoles. Satellite linkups moved into place.
“Jesus, I think it works!” breathed Kelly. “I think it’s
really running!”
“I’ve got my fingers crossed.”
An error code flashed on one of the low screens. “Oh, shit,”
muttered Kelly. “Hand me the green manual, would you?”
Ryan looked around, hoping against hope that he would
see the green-cover book somewhere within his reach. To his
dismay, he found it: it was on a utility shelf about four
feet over.
He stood with as much dignity as he could muster, but
his stiff seven inches were standing at attention inside
his grey flannels. He retrieved the green manual, and walked
gingerly back to Kelly’s desk, willing her not to look up
at him.
…End of the part4. To be continued..