Evelyn's face heated. "Patricia, what are you saying?"
Patricia snapped her fingers. "Oh and let's not ignore the important thing," She jumped excitedly, "Have you seen his hips?"
"What hips?" Evelyn mumbled.
Patricia clasped her heart dramatically. "Those HIPS, woman, God made them for one purpose."
Evelyn covered her face. "I cannot with you." She slapped Patricia's arm.
"And the muscles?" Patricia went on, wild and proud. "He could break a bed. Hell, he could break ME. If I were a biscuit, he would crumble me."
She grabbed Evelyn's arm and sighed, "That man does not have a small wiener, trust me, I know."
Evelyn helplessly shook her head. "And how exactly do you know that?"
Patricia raised an eyebrow so slowly it was almost obscene. "Girl, look at his walk, his confidence and the way he stands. He has Big Dick Energy written in BLOCK LETTERS."
She then grinned, proudly, "And that is not a man who disappoints."
"Oh my God." Evelyn groaned. "You are impossible."
