"It's a fabric replica of my penis, isn't it?" I asked after we entered the room. I didn't forget about that time Tina was measuring me. It's hard to think of anything else that Tina could have that would make a young woman's face so red with embarrassment.
"Yes. . ." said Tina, sheepishly, as she knelt in front of me. "I'm sorry, but I couldn't resist. I wanted to hold your penis more without bothering you."
Well, shit. It's hard to be angry about that. But. . .
"You showed it to a stranger." I said, annoyed. "Humans aren't so comfortable with nudity, as far as I know. Mary looked absolutely mortified. What's more, I don't want more people to know what my penis looks like."
"She may have been embarrassed, but I could tell that she was impressed." interjected Carla.
