"So there are different sizes?" Kay's soft voice broke the air.
Kyle suddenly had a coughing fit.
Kay just waited and when it subsided, she said, "You're not getting out of this, my dear brother. Or would you want me to ask these questions to other people? Like, my Knights?"
"Don't you dare!" Kyle hissed.
Kay giggled, loving the fact that she could fluster him.
"But I'm serious, Kyle," she said after a while, "You should be the best person for me to ask. It's not like I can ask Mum. It's just so awkward."
"There's always the internet!" Kyle pointed out, "Don't tell me you haven't even looked it up or watched p*rn yet."
Kay sighed, snuggling closer to Kyle, "It's so icky."
"Er, huh? What's icky?"
"There's absolutely no quality to them," Kay explained, "There's no storyline. Though they try for the first minute or so of bad acting and then it's just pure bang bang bang. Worse, they're so ugly."
Kyle had another coughing fit.
