Jon picked up the notepad and read aloud, "Ahem! 'Jon has a penis the length and thickness of his forearm.' Fuck! You messed with my junk? You mean I'm not really this well endowed?"
Jon looked miserably at Karyn, and tapped the all-too-obvious sausage-shaped bulge in his pant leg.
Karyn giggled and said, with a hint of pity, "Awww I'm sorry Jon, I didn't mean to hurt you. But no, you're not abnormally large in the trouser area, sorry."
"So I'm normal?"
"Yeah, I guess you could say that. Well, I've never seen your piece personally, but I can safely say you're normally allowed to wear speedos in public!"
"But I was spectacular," Jon reached for an appropriate word. He wanted to tell her how no guy at school hassled him after that first day in the changing rooms. How much respect he got from the other guys and how he intimidated them. "I was invincible! Nobody messed with me, at school. What kind of life am I going to go back to, with a normal dick?"
"Your true life!"
"I don't know if I want to."
"Oh Jon, I didn't know you'd take it this hard," Karyn frowned. "I've apologised already, but I really think you'll look back on this with the same feeling I had to my blue skin, just like a dream. I'm glad I'm not a freak."
"But I'm not a freak "“ I'm a god!"
Karyn laughed despite herself, "Okay, now I know you're joking."
"Exaggerating, but I still don't appreciate the gag. Don't you get it? I thought I was special, I had something above and beyond other guys. But really, I don't. How many times have I had sex, by your reckoning?"
"Sex isn't everythi-"
"So I'm a virgin in real life?!"
"How many do you remember?" Karyn asked. "No wait, I don't need to know."
"More than none, that's for sure. Pass me the paper will you?"
Karyn handed him the notepad and pencil. "Now don't do anything you'll regret-"
"I don't intend to," Jon took the stationery then added, "I do intend to give you an idea of what it feels like for me though!"
"Okay Jon, give it your best shot," Karyn sighed. "Whatever makes you feel better. But I warn you, I'm not so easy to rattle."
"Done," Jon said, and handed Karyn the pad back right away.
"If you expect this to disturb me you've got another thing coming," Karyn smiled, then looked at the message written on the pad. "WHAT THE FUCK, JON??"
