What If… ?
Me: If I became a man, would you have sex with me?
Her: What?
Me: If I woke up tomorrow and I was a man, would you have sex with me?
Her: I don’t know.
Me: Seriously. What if I woke up one morning with a dick and had no idea how long it would last. You wouldn’t have sex with me? I wouldn’t know how to get a woman to sleep with me as a man - and wouldn’t want to waste time figuring it out. I guess I could have sex with a prostitute. I don’t see why you wouldn’t have sex with me. It would still be me.
Her: I didn’t say I wouldn’t have sex with you.
Me: We should come up with a code word - in case it ever happens. I can’t just show up at your door as some guy and say I’m me.
[insert discussion about "word" (which, after all this, I don't remember!) here]
Me: Okay?
Her: Okay. Sure. I’m going to sleep.
Minutes later…
Me: What does “sex” include?
With the help of a magic potion, five lesbian friends experience a penis for a single day—sunrise to sunset. The day’s goal is clear, but the means are more difficult to come by as each puts her best foot forward to meet a special someone.
You can’t remember your code word? Hmph. Okay, if you had this conversation today, what would your code word be? Personally I would go for “oompa loompa,” but I tend to go for the words that give me giggles.
It would be Weimaraner.
Hmmm… If I woke up with a penis, I’d be calling Dr. Bowers. What *is* this thing doing back here? LOL! OTOH, if my partner woke up with one, I’d be like “Cool, girl. Come over here…” :)
Calling? If I was you, I think I’d be going right to his office. LOL
Denise, LMAO!