Chapter 2: About that Morning Stiffness

Ada and Roger were on their way south on US 93. They had just crossed the state line and passed through the town of Jackpot, Nevada. As the endless miles of cold high desert passed, Ada felt compelled to talk. “It’s so good of you to drive me all this way, big brother. Are you going to miss any classes?”

“I don’t believe so. It depends on what procedure they use at the clinic. And I will stay with you as long as you need.”

Tears rolled down Ada’s face. “Best brother ever! However, we may run short of money if things go on too long. One thing, we need to stay in a casino hotel to get cheap food and a cheap rate. Wow. Some of my friends would be scandalized that I’m staying in a den of sin. But they would probably explode if I had a coffee. Not to mention the reason I’m going to Reno in the first place.”

“Ada, you can just tell them you were applying for work at the local legal brothels. That should shut them up.” Ada started laughing. “Ooh, I could be Wanda, the Wicked Wench! Do you think they’d hire me?”

“Unless they were blind and stupid, of course they would. I mean, look at you!”

“Well, that’s nice of you to say, but I’m no sex goddess. The ex-boyfriend never seemed very enthusiastic about me, except for those few minutes he was plowing me.”

“A few minutes?”

“Yeah, I didn’t get very much out of it.”

“What a clown. I am going to punch his face. I would be lucky to meet a girl half as beautiful as you, Ada.”

“You’re kidding. Besides, now I’m damaged goods.”

“Bullshit!”

Roger was furious. “Don’t ever, ever, say that around me. Any man who thinks less of you for that should be kicked in his hypocritical ass. How many Idaho men do you think are virgins on their wedding night?”

“And if you weren’t my sister, I’d be worshiping my sex goddess every morning, Ada.”

She giggled nervously as the color rose in her cheeks. “That reminds me, Roger, Clara asked me about ‘morning wood.’”

“Ah, so Clara and I had a little collision in the bathroom yesterday morning.”

“So?”

“Just after I peed.”

“Again, so?”

“You never stayed overnight with the ex?”

“No; what does he have to do with Clara, or wood? Although he is a blockhead!”

“Ah, well, boys discover that in the morning a hard-on happens before they wake, and it obstructs the flow of urine that has accumulated overnight. If you see Junior in the hallway first thing in the morning, his pecker would enter the bathroom before any other part of his body. Sometimes, it’s so aroused that you cannot immediately pee.”

“And those erections, sister dear, are called ‘morning wood.’”

Ada was disbelieving, but let it go.