I felt like telling him my worm hole was ready for him to jump into at any time, but I decided that my bawdy humor could wait for a more appropriate t...me and place. He explained that he was from his planet’s intergalactic travel and tourism bureau, and he would personally see to my security and my happiness on his planet. I knew that I would want to take this cute pilot up on his happiness offer eventually. Not having yet found a suitable solution for my plight, his offer sounded like my best. Love ya."Boy, talk about hearing your marriage go up in flames. I quickly hung up the phone and went out into the garage. I sat down at my workbench, and put my head in my hands and sobbed. What was wrong with me? What had I not given Carol that made her go out and fuck around on me with her boss? I know he had more money than I, he was kind of nice looking, but he was a lot older than she. I wondered if he had a bigger dick; was that the answer? She needed more dick than my seven inches? What. One day my Daddy brought out a book that was bigger than any I'd ever had in my lap. The front cover had a picture of a teenage boy wearing a shiny suit, a helmet at his side. There was this big pointy thing just behind him and several planets or moons in the sky. But there weren't any pictures inside the book. Each page was covered with words, probably more than in any complete book I'd read up to that point.Well, I found that the big pointy thing was his space ship. Not quite like Daddy's. Naturally he was the great football jock and I was the Nerd Ant. Whenever he visits home from College, it starts up again. Its like he takes a sadistic pleasure in calling me Nerd Ant. At least the kids in school like me.Six months ago Ron brought home the girl he is planning to marry. Her name is Heather and they met at college. Heather isn't like any girl I have every seen before. She is 21 years old and one inch taller than me but only weighs about 105 pounds. Almost pure white long blond.