Julianna had a forkful of her dinner halfway to her mouth when Devin asked the question, and her hand froze as what he'd said really sank in. Was that supposed to be some sort of come-on? And if not, would it be wrong for her to be disappointed?
She very carefully put the fork down, sorted out her thoughts so she didn't say something crude in response. So much for keeping her mind out of the gutter. "I'm afraid I don't know what the...Penis Game...is." Good, she'd said the word 'penis' without giggling. Sixty years old and giggling. Good God.
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on 2013-09-25 07:44 am (UTC)Julianna had a forkful of her dinner halfway to her mouth when Devin asked the question, and her hand froze as what he'd said really sank in. Was that supposed to be some sort of come-on? And if not, would it be wrong for her to be disappointed?
She very carefully put the fork down, sorted out her thoughts so she didn't say something crude in response. So much for keeping her mind out of the gutter. "I'm afraid I don't know what the...Penis Game...is." Good, she'd said the word 'penis' without giggling. Sixty years old and giggling. Good God.
"How do you play it?"