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To you: Oh my God, I have got to call my mother and tell her all about you. You just keep doing what you're doing, yeah baby, like that.

picks up phone, dials, waits while it rings, nodding at you as if offering encouragement.

Into phone: Hi, Ma? Ma? MA!? It's me, Izzy. Oh my God, I've got to tell you about my date.

How'd it go? It's still going. He's a stallion, this one. Just fucks like a MACHINE.

Oh yeah, dinner was nice. 

A salad.

No I didn't pig out in front of him. I ATE A SALAD. Jesus, Mom. What do you think I am? Hang on, I think he wants to say something...

To you: You okay, baby? No, no, keep going, you're doing a bang up job. Top notch. 

Into phone: He's okay, Ma. Just needed some encouragement. (whispering) I think he's losing steam. 

No, he's got a fine penis.

It's FINE. 

Oh, hang on, I think he needs me again.

To you: Everything okay?

No, no, your penis is magnificent. I just don't want to oversell you to my mother.

Whispers into phone: Maybe some insecurity issues, worried about his penis.

No.

No, there is absolutely no way.

...

Fine.

To you: my mother wants to talk to you..

Edited by IsabellaRose
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