As you may know, from time to time, the Mistress likes to share with y'all some of my lunch time "round tables" I call them. My little talks we have at lunch. There is usually myself along with the other queen, and six other girls who eat regularly together. And we have some pretty funny conversations, I'm here to say. Four out of five days the topic of sex comes up. And today it somehow ended up on luncheon meat, or as I call it, tubular meat.
Yes, that tubular meat! Somehow we ended up talking about the size of it on men. The one girl, Big Viv, swore gay men had bigger tubular meat as opposed to straight men, and she then she wanted to know what everybodies preference was on size. And it went from there. South. Of course they wanted to know what I though. Lets not open this can of worms. I did tell them I don't really think gay men have bigger units then their straight counter parts. That's just non sense. And if they did have bigger ones, it was only because we are always so damn horny and we are taking care of ourselves more often, if you catch my drift. When it comes to preference I said I didn't really have one, although I'm not the best judge on the subject. The other queen, knowing some of my back story, called me a liar and said your a size queen. Maybe to a point, but purely coincidental. You see in the past my group of friends here always called me a size queen. But it's not like I went out of my way in all my comparative shopping to find ample luncheon meat. It has always found me. I would say 85% of the boyfriends and gentlemen callers I had relations with had a extra bit of luncheon meat, like the big ole Hickory Farms beef stick! Their was one boyfriend I had who was average size, I guess, but I didn't know, since before that they were all endowed. And their was the one who had the slow motor skills, who was a little disappointing. I left that one still hungry. So I told them I guess I would have to prefer men of the larger size since I'm more familiar and skilled with the larger variety. But I also added the it's not the size of it, but the talent that lies with in it!
The outcome had only the two queens and Big Viv prefering the bigger boys and the rest felt more comfortable with the less endowed boys. Now we are all waiting to get called in to human resources! I know we have some size queens around here. What do you make of all this extra tubular meat?