“Hey now, no peeking,” I scold her. “I just wanted to check if they were anatomically correct gingerbread men,” she says with a giggle. “That’s how my sisters and Rudy make them.” “Anatomically correct meaning…” “Little gingerbread boners and boobs,” she explains with a grin. “Do you have any extra dough? I could make some and attach them. It might be the only way I’ll get to enjoy any dick around here.”
