"What's what?" he said back, having a certain amount of trouble sustaining the focus here.
"You know what. Coming. What's it like for a man?"
Harley made to kiss her but she slipped out of the embrace. "What is this, a little thesis research for that Ethnography of Gender class?"
She swung her legs across him, making an overture she knew he couldn't refuse. "Answer the question," she said in his ear. Nibbling.
"Oh well, gee, it's um... Wait a sec, it'll come to me."
"Not so fast."