Sex on Mars.... The year is 2222 and after accumulating enough frequent
flier miles, Mike and Maureen land on Mars. They meet a Martian couple and
are talking about all sorts of things. Mike asks if Mars has a stock market,
if they have laptop computers, how they make money, etc.
Finally, Maureen brings up the subject of sex. "Just how do you guys do it?"
asks Maureen. "Pretty much the way you do," responds the Martian. Discussion
ensues and finally the couples decide to swap partners for the night and
experience one another. Maureen and the male Martian go off to a bedroom
where the Martian strips. He's got only a teeny, weenie member - about half
an inch long and just a quarter inch thick. "I don't think this is going to
work," says Maureen. "Why?" he asks, "What's the matter?"
"Well," she replies, "It's just not long enough to reach me!" "No problem,"
he says, and proceeds to slap his forehead with his palm. With each slap of his
forehead, his member grows until it's quite impressively long.
"Well," she says, "That's quite impressive, but it looks like a long pencil,
it's still pretty narrow..." "No problem," he says, and starts pulling his
ears.
With each pull, his member grows wider and wider until the entire
measurement is extremely exciting to the woman. "Wow!" she exclaims, as they
fall into bed and make mad, passionate love.
The next day the couples rejoin their normal partners and go their separate
ways. As they walk along, Mike asks, "Well, was it any good?"
"I hate to say it," says Maureen, "but it was damn good. How about you?"
"It was horrible," he replies. "All I got was a headache. She kept slapping
my forehead and pulling my ears.
