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“I do,” I replied hesitantly and wondered where she was going with this.

“Okay tomorrow night you need to put your plastic vagina on—”

“Max … it’s called Max.”

“Weird having man’s name for a vagina,” she muttered her nose scrunched cutely, and I chuckled.

“Max as in maximum, not the guy,” I replied, rolling my eyes.

“Did you roll your eyes at me there?”

“I don’t think so,” I said through a laugh.

“Okay, here’s the deal,” ignoring my reply. “You have to wear it during a meet and greet.

“How the fuck am I going to do that? They’d notice, it’s not exactly small.”

“Use a shirt, tie a T-shirt or sweater around your waist. I don’t know, you’re the one with all the secret moves from what I’ve seen so far,” she replied.

As I had done this to her, I could hardly back out and nodded. “You’re on,” I agreed and laughed again. “This should be fun.”

After this conversation we both settled down with a glass of white wine and watched a romantic movie of her choice on cable television. Each of us lying on the same side of the bed, as we would be if we’d been together, and with our laptops toward our faces so we could see one another’s reactions to the scenes.

When the movie finished, I invited her to watch some porn with me. She resisted for a few minutes, but eventually, she gave in and we watched a tasteful female friendly one that lasted ten minutes.

“Jeez, I’m in the wrong job,” she muttered as she turned her head sideways and glanced at the erotic scene on display.”

“One day we should make one of our own,” I suggested. Her head immediately dropped and she looked up through her lashes.

“That is not going to happen.”

“We’ll see,” I warned.

When the porn movie finished, we both lay staring silently. This was the hardest part of my day when I lay missing her, even though she was right there in front of me, our faces lit up by our screens until our eyes grew heavy and we both fell asleep.

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