State. Which made me wonder how much bigger it gets when it's....when it's...ummm...you know..."D finished my sentence. "When it's hard, right?"I repl...ied yes and nodded my head. I felt a rush of panic mixed with embarrassment but what D said next made that all go away.This is what D said to me next: "Well I can tell you it gets very big. But why don't you get on your knees and put it in your mouth and you'll get your answer very soon." You all know what happened next. I of course accepted his. It was kind of a brutal system, when you got right down to it. Almost the ultimate meritocracy. Not as bad as in the old days, when a perfectly good player might spend five or six years in the minors, working for peanuts, just because the club that had signed him had an even-better player at his position in the majors.All that had drastically changed with the player-friendly rules that had come into existence over the past thirty years or so. Free agency meant that players eventually earned a. ” Then she hung the phone up.That came from my thirteen-year-old sister Carrie as I entered the living room. I startled her. Carrie turned around so fast that I thought that she would loose her head. She turned bright red and said, “Oh thank God. I thought you were Mom.”I replied, “Well I still heard what you said. Who did you say it too?”Carrie said, “Ricky. You know the boy I told you about. He said that he would go out with me but that he had heard that I was saving my virginity. So he was. The godough lunged at the new screen and even one Samutz shot his weapon, and the energy ricocheted around the room. The Samutz seemed to be petrified of the animal. Both men wondered why the Samutz held it captive. Was it a trophy or something special to eat?Jim looked around and came to a new insight into the Samutz and tried to think of a way to use it. "What do you make of that?" I don't know. The godough are good fighters, but with the Samutz in a shield and there is nothing that can hurt.