Golam couldn't help but space out in front of the screen. He wasn't looking at the text in front of him but was lost in some hot and nasty reel-time. The muscle that made his cock jerk around was bulking up and the lump in his pants was getting bigger. If he had a wide flat dickhead the size of a floppy, he'd slip it in the hard drive and unload. But that was impossible and a computer was NOT Man's best friend. He decided to create a file of his own and place it in the Psychological Combat Zone folder located in the WonderWeb(TM).