So I was having a conversation with my friend John yesterday, about how clueless boys can be. And he’s the one who said I expect too much of them, that they’ll sit on their asses till they’re good and ready to get off of them — if at all.

And while I’m PERFECTLY happy to let people revel in their own inertia or lag in their own time zone or whatever vortex keeps them from snaring a catch like me (*snarf*), I admit I needed some advice to cope in the interim.

Me: So what’s a girl to do?
John: You gotta grab a dude by the nutsack.
Me: With my hands or my mouth?
John: Depends on how fast you want results!

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