"Andrea turned her back to Desandra and rolled her eyes. Raphael grimaced. They both looked scandalized. Dear God, what could she have said to scandalize a bouda... "No, really!" Desandra nodded. "Okay, so most guys don't have a nice ball sack, right? It looks all hairy and wrinkled like some small animal died between their legs, but Gerardo's is like two plums in a velvet bag..." Derek, who'd been lingering in the doorway, took a careful step to the left behind the wall and disappeared from my view. I raised my hand. "Hold that thought. I need to borrow Andrea for a minute." I grabbed her arm and pulled her into the hallway. Behind us Raphael growled, "Don't leave me!" Andrea leaned towards me. "Plums." "Listen..." Andrea raised her hands, imitating holding plums the size of small coconuts, and moved them up and down."