Sorry About Your Balls

Honey, I’m sorry about your orchiectomy. Let me look at your empty scrotum under the bandages. Do you remember what happened? You went to a self defense class with me and my girlfriends and the female instructor got carried away during a demonstration and kneed you in the balls so hard it ruptured both your testicles. Thankfully my step-sister is a surgeon and she made an incision and removed them right away! There was a loud crunch when she cut the cords. My girlfriends were all laughing at you for having your balls destroyed but I told them it wasn’t funny. They all know you were castrated because they were there. I still have your balls in a baggy. Should I throw them in the trash? Maybe I’ll keep them under my desk. My friends are all telling me to leave you because your limp penis doesn’t work anymore but I told them I’d be supportive of you no matter what.