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Taco Bell Prompt: Is it me, or is it hot in here?

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"Thanks for the help, Amy," said Leonard as the latter was busy chopping up vegetables on the counter.

"No problem. It gives me something banal to do while I ponder the latest article on how coexpressed auxiliary subunits exhibit distinct modulatory profiles on AMPA receptor function."

"Sounds like fun," he said diplomatically as he put the glaze over the chicken and pineapple chunks.

"Not as amusing as playing 'find the tumor in the hippocampus' but a definite close second," she agreed.

Sheldon came down the hall with an exasperated look on his face as he talked on the phone.

"No mother, I didn't watch the sciencey show on the Christian Network about the origins of the earth. ...That's Creationist hokum. ... It's not my opinion it's scientific fact. ... I have to go, Amy's here. ...Yes I will. ... Goodbye mother." He hung up and stuck the phone in his pocket. "'An' that fact is yuhr opinion'," he twanged in imitation of his mother. "Good Lord."

"I'm always astounded you came from such a religious household," said Amy.

"You said it, sister," mumbled Sheldon as he opened the freezer and took out a half of a cherry popsicle that was wrapped in its open package. "Leonard, we need to add popsicles to the grocery list."

"Why do you keep telling me that when you're the one who makes the lists?" asked Leonard.

"In case you forget the list at home."

"You post it as a .pdf file, email it to me and accompany me to the store. It'd be impossible for me to forget."

"Leonard, when it comes to the possibility of you making a mistake I find you can make the impossible possible," said Sheldon as he sat in his spot and took the popsicle out of the package.

The apartment door opened and a hot and sweaty Penny entered wearing white shorts and a yellow tank top.

"Crap, it's hot," she gasped as she closed the door.

"Perhaps if you'd paid your hydro bill you'd be in a position to use your air conditioner," said Sheldon drolly before taking a slurp of his popsicle.

"Yeah, yeah," she mumbled as she came to the couch. "That looks good," she said, indicating the popsicle.

"It is," he agreed. "It's also the last one."

Penny smirked. "Then I guess we'll have to share."

Before Sheldon could react Penny pulled his hand towards her and licked his popsicle.

"Penny!" he gasped. "Leonard!"

"You're right, it's delicious," she winked.

"Penny, you know we have a rule about riling up Sheldon after three," chuckled Leonard. "It's hard settling him in at night and it's not your door he knocks on when he can't sleep."

"Sorry," Penny replied. "I'll leave you to your popsicle."

"It's garbage now," Sheldon sniffed.

"In that case." Penny held out her hand and Sheldon gave it to her.

Instead of sitting on the couch or Leonard's chair she went to Sheldon's desk and wheeled his computer chair to the coffee table and sat across from him. As Sheldon watched she placed her tongue at the base of the popsicle and slowly licked her way to the top.

"So Sheldon, Leonard tells me that the two of you are close to figuring out how to calculate gravitons for a detector," said Amy as she finished dicing the carrots and began preparing the celery for julienne-cutting.

"Yes, it's something I was working on for a while," said Sheldon as he took in Penny's tongue as it flicked around the tip of the popsicle.

"So when do you think you'll publish?"

"I –" Sheldon paused as Penny's mouth took in the entire length of the popsicle. Her impish green eyes flashed to his face. "I'm not sure," he continued as he pursed his lips. He did his best to convey a 'you're being ridiculous' glare at his neighbour, who drew the popsicle from her mouth and began to suck the tip in earnest. "It depends on when Leonard can work things out."

In. Out. In. Out. Penny's cheeks rhythmically billowed. Through her lashes she could see Sheldon staring at her. Could see his hands clasping his knees as he sat in his spot. She removed her lips and held up the popsicle—its tip now drained of colour.

"It's really quite exciting," gushed Leonard. "Sheldon's numbers confirm Dyson's hypothesis that gravitons can't be detected by terrestrial detectors."

With fanfare, Penny flashed a Cheshire grin before snapping off the popsicle's white tip and closed her mouth to chew.

"Therefore, Sheldon thought that the only way we could detect them would be by tracing subtle changes in cosmic background radiation."

With broad strokes Penny's tongue repeatedly licked the popsicle until again her merciless lips attached themselves to the tip and sucked.

"So would you have to construct a new satellite?" asked Amy.

A motion caught Sheldon's eyes and he took in a drop of melted popsicle trailing over Penny's fingers.

"No," said Leonard. "The European Space Agency's Planck satellite should be able to do the trick."

Slowly Penny's mouth descended on the popsicle's length just as the juice from her hand dripped onto her thigh.

"It's already scanning the cosmic microwave background radiation left behind by the Big Bang."

Sheldon's eyes flashed between Penny's mouth and the drip as it began to follow the curve of Penny's thigh towards the crotch of her shorts. Those white, clean shorts.

"All we have to track is the electromagnetic radiation and see how it's produced and how it's being polarized."

Before Sheldon could speak, Penny's other hand reached down and her finger seemingly erased the red line of popsicle juice. She held it up to her mouth and her tongue came out to lick the finger clean. With a wink at her neighbour she continued lapping at the frozen treat.

" Sounds exciting," said Amy.

Another drop of juice slid off Penny's hand, then another, until there was a third splash of red juice on her lap.

Sheldon's eye twitched.

The drops began to slide.

Like a shot Sheldon grabbed a tissue from the end table and moved to Penny. His fingers and tissue followed the drops between her thighs. Penny moved her left thigh to make room as another drop of juice hit her leg. Again Sheldon wiped the juice before it touched her shorts, this time his thumb made a circular lingering motion on her inner thigh even as his knuckles rubbed against her crotch.

As one their eyes met as Penny slowly withdrew her lips from the popsicle, her mouth a perfect 'o' with red juice framing her lips. Their necks a perfect angle as he looked down his body to see her face at waist high.

"Is it me, or is it hot in here?" asked Leonard as he fluffed his sweatshirt.

"I don't know," said Penny sweetly. "Is it hot, Sheldon?"

Sheldon's finger took up the popsicle juice that was rolling down her chin. But it was the smile on her face. That smug look which noted his revulsion and desire.

'Bazinga,' she mouthed.

He pursed his lips. "I'll check the thermostat." Sheldon handed Penny the tissue and went to the hall. The thermostat was set at its optimal temperature. Odd, considering that, like Leonard, he, too, felt warm.

Sheldon brought his sticky finger to his lips and his tongue came out to relish the sweetness.

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