" He smiled broadly. "I come over to thank y'all."I stood up. "Just a minute, this isn't the pla--"--But I was too late. Barron had pulled open his fl...y, and out flopped that gigantic cock. Somehow, in the inner sanctum of my own home, it looked even more garish, evil, and mega-, maximum erotic! It had never looked so incredibly powerful and seductive.I knew my lines--You're under arrest for indecent exposure--but I stood there frozen like a mouse staring into the eye of a cobra. I glanced over. I finally called Gerhardt over and confessed that I couldn’t find the error.“Gut,” he said. “We have a few extra good ones of this print. After they are signed, you can decide to destroy the extras or release them without a signature. Here. This is the next one.”Kate and I each managed to get through three prints, including a break to watch how Gerhardt inked the press and pulled the yellow plate of my new print. He said it was the last one, save the two extras I’d sent down. When the paper. In the rear view mirror Dean's eyes snapped to mine.I jerked my eyes to the road ahead, ducked and yelled, "Look out!"Dean slammed on the brake without thinking; there was nothing there but he didn't know that. As two heads snapped around to the front of the car I popped the release on my seat belt and let the braking momentum carry me forward, twisting my body as I went to bring my right arm up and across my body.Dean apparently caught the motion out of the corner of his eye and yelled, my. It happens to me all the time and most times I’ll roll over and go back to sleep never finding the answers to all those little unanswered questions that live in my subconscious.It was last summer that I had the idea for a short story that just popped into my head one hot night. As if it wasn’t hard enough trying to sleep with this heat, now I had this urge to get up and go to the computer and start.So picture this. Young guy hunched over a computer. Its 1a.m. in the morning and my fingers are.