Susan pulled #36 from the death drum."Ah!" Bard laughed as the camera zoomed in on the wall of doom. "I'll take an order of deep fried Susan!"Susan wa...s escorted over behind a curtain, just as Kathy was the previous day. She reappeared completely naked where she was led over to a tall steel barrel and up a set of steps to a platform where a pipe was hanging directly over the barrel from a chain. The bouncers shackled Susan by her wrists and ankles to the pipe, then they pulled the platform away. (I never havebeen able to get that stain out, Dammit!) And I coulduse the energy too. I’ve never seen it on an exercisechart, but I figure that with the spasming of mypussy, the bucking of my hips, the flailing of myarms, and the tossing of my head from side to side, anorgasm must be worth at least three flights of stairs.If so, I had been on a Stairmaster for three hours.We chug-a-lugged two cans each and I led Zeb by thehand to my bed to teach the boy some of the finepoints of. Mary/Fran would take the UN heat. UNASA was quiet for now.I went to talk with Mat.He really looked down."Did you listen to our press conference?" I asked. "I meant what I said. Mat you were a little over the top flying under the Golden GateBridge. You may have noticed until then we were right behind you. We do need to practice that kind of flying. It will help when we are dodging asteroids like mad."I was thinking of areas between Fallon and Las Vegas in Nevada. The Trinity River area would be. My schlong started to shrink, getting smaller, smaller, less and lesslong.I clenched my teeth in grief that I was losing my dongMy nut sack started to contractPushing my balls back in, which also decreased and became so thinMy scrotum shriveled more and moreLike it was in the cool of a swimming poolBut pulling in the skin around it much more than ever before.Seeing it collapse in on itself felt so wrongThen, it was all goneI looked down at my maimed crotch in disbeliefThat machine was quite the.