Sam noticed Emmy on the edge of the park, wearing a baggy sweatshirt that was not her usual choice of clothing, especially for the time of year, and took the book over to show her best friend. "This has to be a joke, right?"
"Umm, not sure how to tell you this, Sam, but...."
"But what?" Sam asked. Really surprised Emmy would have this reaction. "Stop looking at me like I'm the one with two heads here."
"Well, um, Sam...not sure how to tell you this, but, you know how best friends share? I woke up this morning with a wonderful tingling sensation all over, and it's got me really worked up. I decided to come find you and share. Just put your hand on my abs."
Through the sweatshirt, Sam felt Emmy's toned abs, beneath two large, warm, pulsing shafts.
Emmy jumped a little, the new sensation being something to adjust to feeling. "Guess I'm the one with two heads, but not quite the way you meant. They just grew in and I didn't know what else to do, so came to find you. Can we go back to your house and figure out what to do about these?"
Sam didn't know at first how to react, but then replied, "My car's just a couple of blocks away in a parking lot. Let's go there, then back to my place."