While he was showering, a strange thought crossed his mind. He wondered whatthose guests on the show saw when they looked down at themselves in thesho...er. He also realized he didn't really have a decidedly masculine build-- just slim and basically undefined.With his head cleared, he poured a cup of coffee then sat down at hiscomputer. First, he went to the Maury show's web site looking for contactinformation. He was still formulating in his mind exactly what angle hewanted to pursue. He figured. The frigid temperatures made his little manshrivel up like a snail pulling into its shell. From his perspective,it looked like it had completely disappeared.Leaving the shower, he was given a pink robe and an 8-ounce glass ofjuice to drink. What they didn't let on was the juice was laced with apowerful sedative, all part of the company's plans to ensure Sam'spassive acquiescence. From past experience, the company found thisreduced their man hours.He finished the juice and, with nothing on. Last year.But see, he's also the reason why I started this journal, and why I am insuch a state of depression. I love my brother to death and would neverwish harm on him despite the fact that he's such a nasty little shit allof the time. In between the nasty words at school to look cool and thepractical pranks at home, we share our concerns with each other all ofthe time. And not counting my bestie Kalie, he is the only one thatunderstands who I am...and this depression. When my parents. It got a little awkward, and I noticed he had a hard on. He was packing a big one, and I certainly liked what I saw," Christina explained."Did he whip it out, and start masturbating?" I wondered.I meant it as a joke, but she looked at him, as he had a red face."Holy shit, you did?" I asked, as I was laughing."Yeah, I was horny, and I saw her tank top, just barely not getting the job done. So, in my defense, it wasn't a fair fight," Jack replied.It was silent for a minute, and they just.