“Then what happened?” Ling asked, grinning.
“Wh-what happened? Er, I took my clothes off? Of course I did! You have to be naked to do…what men do! With women, that is.”
“You are green. You don’t hafta do that with a whore, idiot,” Yao said, disapproving. “All you need is your prick out.”
“Leave him alone, Yao.” Ling slapped Mulan across the back (“Oof!”). “It was his first time!”
“Right! Next time, I’ll leave my clothes on. Of course. Just like a man should!”
“What about the whore?” Yao asked suspiciously.
“The.... Er, she...didn’t have any on?” she guessed. She was almost certain guys preferred girls without any.
“What did she look like!?” Ling was drooling a little.
“Yao saw her.”
“Not naked.”
“Naked, she was...as pretty as her face!”
“Face!?” Yao raised his voice. “You look at a whore’s face – When she’s naked!?!”
“Uh, where I come from we, uh, call a whore, I mean a girl’s butt a face!”
“Yeah!” Ling laughed, wanting to see the humor. “Her ass has cheeks! And.... And her dimples are her eyes!” He turned, lowering his pants. “Her tailbone is her nose. And her mouth– ” Yao stuck him hard.
“I didn’t come to a whore camp to see that, you queer guy!”
Tue Jan 10 19:43:15 2006