About ten minutes after she had eaten her last piece of French Toast, Jim gave her a call.
"Hey there," he said, trying to sound as supportive as possible. "How is your first day going?"
She paused.
"I've seen Michael's penis WAY too many times in my life."
"Aha..."
"Yeah," she added. "I like yours better."
Chapter End Notes:
There you have it, my magnum opus. I'll never write anything as good as this again.
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