I was astonished when I saw the clothing disappear. Her shrieks and the attention they were drawing to her made me embarrassed and I felt guilty. Everyone on the block could hear her and had turned to her. She was desperately trying to cover herself. Screetching tires announced an impending collision of a bus and taxi.
I thought for 15 seconds and wished that she was reclothed and that she and everyone but me who saw her would forget she had been nude. Suddenly, her outfit reappeared. The people around me grimiced as to why they had looked her way. Many had a confused look on their faces. Most scoffed and started off to whereever they were going.
However, I realized quickly that I had something very powerful on my finger. What all it could do I did not know, but I began to wonder about the possibilities. I decided to find a quieter, less busy place to try it out. I walked to the ...