As memory tells it was one day in Fall when the streets were wet and leaves falling made everything quite slippery. Kyle was out doing his route when passing Mrs. Bucklote's home her giant Airdale Sam ran out and after Kyle peddling legs.

A swift kick in the chops is what Kyle offered but with the leaves and wet he soon found himself laying flat on his back. The bike went one way while Kyle rolled the other. It was when he awoke the problem lay directly before him.

Sam feeling not too thrilled about getting kicked in the jaw was even then laying there by Kyle. The giant size dog had his teeth bared and lips high growling and letting Kyle know his thoughts.

Try as dear Brother might he could not inch away from the big mut. The dog lay there crouched down and ready to strike.

As Kyle tried to get up it became rather apparent his right foot or ankle was broken. The swelling and pain told him he was in trouble. Now jumping about on one foot and try after failed try to get his bike under him for a slow ride home the dog had other ideas.

Then in a lunge which will mark Kyle for life the giant Airdale chomped into Kyle's groin barring down hard as teeth punched holes in a dozen touchy places.

One's first reaction might be to fight or even run but you can't get far or fast on a broken ankle. Worse of course is those sharp teeth of the big doggy jammed into Kyle's penis, testicles, and crotch.

Scream, I'm told by those who lived near by that brother did let out a yell!

The dog's owner was needed to coax it for releasing Kyle's tender parts but it was the dog who shook his head and tore loose what brother called dear.

Three big chews and a swallow sent brother Kyle's male parts into an Airdale's guts to be soon made into dog shit. The hospital offered him little help other than to make him a plastic pecker to pee thru. He's marked for life but has this thing about finding giant Airdale dogs and taking a firm bite out of their furry groins.