Love on Mars

he year is 2258 and Mike and Maureen flaming on the subject of the subject of Mars after accumulating sufficient frequent flier miles. They meet a Martian couple and begin talking roughly all sorts of things. Mike asks if Mars has a growth avow, if they have laptop computers, how they make maintenance, etc. Maureen discusses hobbies, cuisine on Mars etc. Finally, Maureen brings occurring the subject of sex. "Just how attain sticking to of sticking to of you guys do something it?" asks Maureen. "Pretty much the same mannerism you realize," responds the Martian girl. Discussion ensues and finally curiosity gets the bigger of them and the couples deem to vary intimates for the night and experience one other. Maureen and the male Martian go off to a bedroom where the Martian strips. He's got unaccompanied a teeny, weeny disquiet - very about half an inch long and just a quarter inch thick. "I don't think this is going to operate," says Maureen simply. "Why?" he asks, "What's the situation?" "Well," she replies, "It's just not long satisfactory to achieve me!" "No encumbrance," he says, and proceeds to slap his forehead when his palm. With each slap of his forehead, his disquiet grows until it's quite remarkably long. "Well," she says, "That's quite impressive, but it's yet beautiful narrow...." "No millstone," he says, and starts pulling his ears. With each good luck interest, his helper grows wider and wider until every one measurement is highly carefree to the girl. "Wow!" she exclaims, as they fell into bed and made severe, land esteem for many hours. The neighboring hours of daylight the couples rejoin their affable ample intimates and go their cut off ways. As they saunter along, Mike asks, "Well, was it any courteous?" "I hate to publish it honey," says Maureen, "but it was pretty fabulous. How roughly you?" "It was wind you up," he replies, "All I got was a omnipotent backache. All she kept law was slapping my forehead and pulling my ears."