There comes a time in every woman’s life when she reflects on her boyfriends and lovers past and realizes the good, the bad and the curious fact that she can barely remember their D’s. Men would have you believe women remember every dick as if it were permanently etched into their vaginal psyche. They seem inordinately concerned about what women think of their D’ in the first place.
So I asked my friends, including women years younger than me, and who have had a wide range of partners numbering from just one or two to dozens, if they remembered any of their boyfriends’ mjulus. Surely their more nimble brains could perform an instant recall.
Others remembered some, but not others and none of them remembered all of them in any real detail, with a few exceptions. There was the uncircumcised one that a friend remembered a rare standout. Another remembered one that was long and thin.
At first, they weren’t exactly sure. Maybe it’s because women really truly don’t care that much about shape or size. But then I saw the clear penis pattern. Most of them only remembered the standout mjulus the ones that were really big, really small, really weird, or just right. All the unremarkable ones in between were by and large forgotten.
