"If you bite it off," he growled, "you won't get to play with it anymore."
"Don't worry I'll be gentle Mike."
Mike looked at Vicki whose eyes shone silver in the dim light.
"It isn't detachable you know."
Vicki smiled and Mike winced.
"Why are you smiling?"
"Isn't there a song about a detachable penis?"
"Oh yeah I think there is. Don't get any ideas. I want all of my parts attached."
"Relax Mike I know where the no biting zones are."
"Just so we're clear."
By Barbara Desmond