D Peter Maus wrote:

:::and quiet that "I love you" stuff. I thought you didn't want anyone
to know. Geez. Oh, and did the "condition" ever clear up? It still
stings when I pee.::::


Many years ago, I trained Bees to do just that. They were conditioned to sting
the male appendage whenever it was made available for urination. I had visions
of great wealth being made with this 'organic' enlargement/enhancement process.

Well, somehow, unbeknownst to me, a strain of African killer bees made it into
my trained hive. During the last stage of testing before the public offerings
were to be made, disaster struck. I proceeded through the motions of aiming the
research object and the bees came.

It's impossible to describe the horror. On recovering consciousness, I found I
was so swollen I couldn't pull my pants up or go through a doorway sideways. I
had to cover my deformity until all the brand new groupies disappeared.

It took the better part of a fortnight, but they drifted off. The grapevine has
it they migrated over the Ace's house. They heard he's a huge one ALL the time
and not just above the shoulders.





mike