You won’t believe it:
“You won’t believe it,” she said, “But I’m getting married… to a man.”
She was right. I didn’t believe it.
Lana had been openly gay for as long as I’d known her; 21 years in fact since we first met at university. She’d never dated a man, never slept with a man, but knew that in no way, under any circumstance did she want to. In her words, “I don’t like the look of dicks.”
I didn’t want to tell her that neither did the majority of straight women.
Now, here she was, telling me that not only was she getting married (she used to shudder at the thought of it), but, she was getting married to someone who had a dick.
Obviously she’d liked the look of his.