This was a conversation Scott the limo driver had with us about sex:
“My parents never told me about the birds and the bees. I learned about it in junior high from my buddy Jerry that I played baseball with. He’d go with a girl from the neighborhood out into the woods, and he’d come back all sweaty and smelly. His fingers were all stinky.”
“Would he make you smell his fingers?”
Scott laughs, but doesn’t answer.
“I’d say, ‘what were you doing down there in the woods’, and he said that he was down by the beaver. I didn’t know what that meant, but that’s why I didn’t date girls in high school. I didn’t like the way the beaver smelled.”