Yet, despite her daughter's confirmation, Yelena still couldn't accept it. She stared at Charlotte with a glazed, pleading look.
"No, Charlotte, no! You're lying to me, this is impossible! There's no way that's a..a penis! There's no way that's a penis that's rubbing against me right now! This is definitely just a prank that you're pulling on me!"
She insisted, desperately trying to cling to denial.
But Charlotte simply laughed, finding her mother's persistent denial hilarious.
"What are you talking about, Mama? It's quite obvious and I really don't understand why exactly you're trying to deny it." She leaned down teasingly. "But out of curiosity, tell me? Why exactly do you think it's not his penis?"
"Sure, maybe it would be shocking to know that it is actually that thick and long and hard—and if you hadn't seen it before and I described it to you, you definitely would think that I'm joking. But…" She puffed out her chest proudly. "I've seen it. Many times. Felt it. Tasted it."
