Walter Schmidt (48)

Walter hurried back to his small apartment, his heart pumping harder and faster then it had in a long time from the excitement of what he was about to do.
But that was not the only thing hard and pumping. Granted not as hard as when he was a younger man it was still harder then it was normally possible for him to get without help from a little blue pill.
He got a disgusted look from one of his other tenants as he hurried by, his bulge guiding him as much as his legs. He was in such a rush that his hand shook making it hard to unlock his door, made even more so by the bulky helmet he was wearing.

"I look so ridiculous! But hey, once this baby works things will be great! And now, lets test this thing!" he mumbled and tried to focus on the picture in his mind.

See, Walter was an inventor! And what he had recently invented was...