penetration

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We'd parked my car in the casino parking lot when my sister found Courtney's jacket in the back seat. Courtney is five foot nothing and maybe 100 pounds, and her jacket is a hand puppet. My sister asked whose it was, and I told her it was "my friend Courtney's." She tried to put it on. It slid no farther than her bicep. We laughed, left the jacket in the car, and proceeded into the casino.

"YOU'RE GOING TO HAVE PROBLEMS WITH THAT ONE," she declared in a full-on yell.

"What do you mean?"

"WELL, YOU KNOW ABOUT SMALL WOMEN, DON'T YOU?"

Oh no. Please don't. Not in the crowded lobby of the cas—

"THEIR VAGINAS ARE SO SMALL YOU MIGHT NOT EVEN BE ABLE TO PENETRATE, AT LEAST NOT WITHOUT HURTING HER."

I was stunned numb. "Well, I've had my whole fist up there, so I don't think it's gonna be any problem," I replied in my imagination three minutes later when I finally thought of a response.