"Or a woman with balls, however you would like them to swing." He shrugged, because honestly it could worth either way. He looked up at the library, his mis-matched eyes gleaming with intent, before he looked back at her. "Some of my dearest friends were as blunt as a hammer. I have a feeling you are the same way."

Now he laughed again, before he looked up at her, "One has to be given the opportunity to do so first, I've found. Whipping one's cock out for a lady's approval never seems to have the right effect in these cases."