Downfall/Give her an estimate
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You tilt your head and whisper back: "It was about the size of an arm."
Kirsten gasps and says: "Really?" loud enough for Will to take notice. You look over, but Will seems to have shut his operating system down; he's sulking in the corner, his headphones in his ear. He won't notice anything less than a nuclear explosion right now.
"No, of course not," you reply. "It was very small, hardly worth any trouble."
Kirsten presents her hand to to, spreading the fingers. "So, how short exactly? There must have been something, you noticed it."
You shrug. "How am I supposed to tell? My ass is not a yardstick, you know? Maybe a little longer than your middle finger, but it's hard to tell."
"There's only one way to find out, then."
While you still wonder what she could have meant, her hand slides between your ass and her leg. It wriggles about until Kirsten reaches her crotch, then you feel her hand tilting until you are sitting on the edge of her hand with you cheek. A few more adjustments, and you assume that her hand now rests where her fictive cock would root.
"So, now tell me which way it was pointing, and all you need to do then is to remember where it poked you. Simple, isn't it?"
