Her expression still looks suspicious. “Can I touch it?” I swallow hard. Touching a male mesakkah's tail is the equivalent of fondling his cock. She doesn't know that, though. And I don't want to admit it to her if it'll make her uncomfortable. I understand her fear, though, and I hate that I've made her worried to get into bed again. She can't see and I don't want to surprise her. “Of course.”
