Once Bitten, Twice Shy by Wood, C.C.

was spot on and hilarious. Kerry looked at Donna. “Help me out here, please.” Shannon and Ricki looked at Donna in confusion for a moment and I realized what Kerry meant. I couldn’t hold in the guffaw that burst out of me and clapped my hand over my mouth. “What?” Ricki asked. “Think about it,” I managed to say between giggles. Finally, the light dawned for Ricki and Shannon. “Oh my God!” Ricki shrieked. “Does Conner have a Chinese finger trap?” The rest of us, with the exception of Donna, dissolved into laughter. Donna’s face said it all, as a deep red flush crept up her neck to her cheeks. “Shut up,” she snapped as she went back to making drinks. “I’m not discussing the state of Conner’s penis with the four of you.” She paused, looking confused. “And why are we talking about this at all?” Shannon snorted. “Those pictures are from a guy I follow on Twitter. He’s constantly posting pics of his junk.” This set us off again and it was at least five minutes before we were able to calm down. By then, Donna had mixed up a huge batch of mojitos and was watching us with a perturbed expression on her face. I wiped the tears from my eyes. “Sorry, Dee. You have to admit it was a little funny.” She made a face, but kept drinking. I decided to let the subject drop, as did the other girls. It wasn’t nice to laugh at another woman’s peen. Or at the peen of her fiancé. I saw the corner of Donna’s mouth twitch and realized she caught that last errant thought. She hadn’t completely lost her s