"Oh, so like, you're pretty old then," Kiley said, stifling a grin in the dark. She knew Pam couldn't be more than say, thirty-five, but it was still fun to poke at her a bit. She would be sure to make fun of Pam a bit if - no, when - they got back to the house. Especially when Owen was around. Maybe Pam would write some more erotic friend fiction, starring herself and Cecilia's boyfriend.
"Do you think he's circumcised?" Kiley asked, snickering at Pam's finger. "Or is that only Jewish people? I can't remember. Maybe Owen is like... mediocre though. Or small. Sometimes the muscley guys have tiny dicks. I wonder who the most well endowed is in the house. I wonder if we asked, they'd give us like... inches and girth so we could figure it out."