"How would a volleyball fit in there?" Jamie asked, his voice climbing an octave. His eyes were wide with a mixture of horror and disbelief, his hands gesturing wildly.
"I don't know," I admitted honestly, my cheeks burning. "I just thought of something round."
"A fucking volleyball?" Phoenix burst into laughter, nearly choking on his drink. "Have you actually tried that? Is that something you've experimented with?"
"Tried what?" I asked, genuinely confused.
"Putting a volleyball up your ass!" Jamie shouted, his voice carrying across the private room.
"What?" I stared at him in horror, my jaw dropping. "No! Who the fuck would do that? That's not a thing people actually do, is it?"
"Then why would you say a volleyball was a sex toy?" Jamie asked, throwing his hands into the air. "What made you think of that specifically?"
