
“Oh my God… it’s so small right now. It’s like a little caterpillar. I can’t believe how small you get!”
About ten minutes later, the roommate’s door creaks open, and she walks out smiling a little too much. She didn’t say anything, but that grin said enough.
To make things worse, I used to walk around in just boxers, thinking I was fine because, hey, nothing was showing. No bulge, maybe a small bump, but usually… not much. I thought that was a good thing. Recently I realized girls look at that area like guys look at boobs. I’ve become more conscious. So basically Ive broadcast my lack of bulge to a girl who had already overheard my girlfriend call me “caterpillar-sized.”
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